RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

4921. After The Rain The Pebbles Too Glisten 7/8/2009
4922. Traditional Panorama 7/8/2009
4923. Father's Soul 7/8/2009
4924. The Beauty In You 7/8/2009
4925. Walking In The Rain With You 7/8/2009
4926. Fill Me In 7/8/2009
4927. Looking Backward And Lying Down 7/8/2009
4928. Slip Disc 7/8/2009
4929. I Am A Path With So Many Conduits 7/8/2009
4930. Ant World 7/9/2009
4931. Gospel Truth 7/9/2009
4932. Little Bird 7/9/2009
4933. Think Trickles 7/9/2009
4934. Ponderous 7/9/2009
4935. Why Can'T They Say The Word? 7/9/2009
4936. Lazy Afternoon 7/9/2009
4937. ^^ O ^ ^ 7/9/2009
4938. 2: 33 In The Morning 7/9/2009
4939. Giving 7/9/2009
4940. There Is This Man Who Does Not Know Where To Go 7/9/2009
4941. Now Speak About Love 7/10/2009
4942. Did They Tell You To Live Decently? 7/10/2009
4943. When The Flowers Bloom 7/10/2009
4944. I Believe 7/10/2009
4945. The 23rd Psalm Of The Lowly Snail 7/10/2009
4946. To You I Am Just A Voice 7/10/2009
4947. What Are We? A Monsoon Wind 7/10/2009
4948. 'I Still Have Time' 7/10/2009
4949. To A Great Writer 7/1/2009
4950. Five Stairs 7/1/2009
4951. Some Changes That We Need 7/1/2009
4952. Boredom And The Sunday Beach 7/1/2009
4953. When You Say Goodbye 7/1/2009
4954. In Your Fidelity With The Word 7/1/2009
4955. An Ambiguity Of Us 7/2/2009
4956. When You Ask About Her Sorry But She Already Left 7/2/2009
4957. Spontaniety 7/2/2009
4958. State Of Mind 7/2/2009
4959. At The Roof Top One Nignt: A Reflection 7/2/2009
4960. Tiptoeing Through Life 7/2/2009
Best Poem of RIC S. BASTASA

' The Last Dance Of Your Life '

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you don't really have to mind
death
what power do you have for it

when it comes
it comes
none can prevent it
from sitting beside you

the doctors are honest
and sometimes
too stupid to give you a promise
for another extension of
life

a hope that poisons the mind instead
and makes
our recent stand rigid and
unreasonable

for those who have seen the light
on one hand
sees death as
a welcome experience
in fact a festivity
another coming experience
another full moon
at the bay

another ...

Read the full of ' The Last Dance Of Your Life '

Ephemeral

A red hibiscus that blooms
In the morning
Closes, wilts, in the afternoon,
You expect another one of its kind tomorrow,
A china rose,
Your night life,
At the outdoor café, sitting on light fabricated
Silver chairs, sipping tea, puffing smoke, sipping
Margarita, gazing

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