RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

4961. State Of Mind 7/2/2009
4962. At The Roof Top One Nignt: A Reflection 7/2/2009
4963. Tiptoeing Through Life 7/2/2009
4964. There Is This Secret Room Of My Life 7/2/2009
4965. I Am Seeing The Movie 7/2/2009
4966. Twist And Turns 7/2/2009
4967. Personal Touch 7/2/2009
4968. In The River 7/3/2009
4969. Please Be Gentle 7/3/2009
4970. Just A Question 7/3/2009
4971. Do Not Wish To Understand 7/3/2009
4972. Between Us 7/3/2009
4973. White Walls 7/3/2009
4974. Nightmare 7/3/2009
4975. White Hair 7/3/2009
4976. U R Different 7/4/2009
4977. The First Time 7/4/2009
4978. Try Love 6/6/2009
4979. Footsteps 6/6/2009
4980. God's Offering 6/6/2009
4981. The Beginning Of Wisdom 6/6/2009
4982. Simple Joy 6/6/2009
4983. Simple Trust 6/6/2009
4984. Irony 6/7/2009
4985. When You Have Nothing At All To Say 6/7/2009
4986. Of Tigers And Rivers 6/6/2009
4987. Old Memories Came Flooding 6/6/2009
4988. A Body Of Lies 7/4/2009
4989. Show Me The Happy One 7/10/2009
4990. The Jar In The Garden 7/10/2009
4991. Husband's Song 7/11/2009
4992. Framing The Sun 7/11/2009
4993. Trance 7/11/2009
4994. Loveless...... 7/11/2009
4995. Do You Really Find It Hard To Write A Poem? 7/11/2009
4996. Cascades 7/11/2009
4997. An Excerpt 7/11/2009
4998. The Persistence Of My Memory 7/12/2009
4999. Taking A Bath 7/12/2009
5000. When The Rain Stops 7/12/2009

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' 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 ...

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Finally

just like anything that you did in the past
you started like
a
gasoline spilled
on the cemented road
and a matchstick lighted
it and the fire ran
like a will o'wisp
but as usual it was

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