5001. The Ingrates 2/14/2012
5002. My Own Belief 3/11/2012
5003. Me And Grandpa Together? 3/11/2012
5004. Drying The Grains Under The Sun.... 3/12/2012
5005. Misery One O One 3/12/2012
5006. The First Scene Of Childhood 3/12/2012
5007. To The Hand Painter Who Goes Offline When I Go Online 3/12/2012
5008. For Each Other... 3/13/2012
5009. Good Luck. I Do Not Have To Say More. 3/13/2012
5010. The Emerging Clarity Of Your Situation 3/13/2012
5011. The Hands Of Midas 3/22/2012
5012. Pure And Untouched 3/22/2012
5013. Dusk Eats Me 3/23/2012
5014. Entering The Door For The Final Exit 3/23/2012
5015. Melting With The Shadows Of The Trees 3/23/2012
5016. Time Passes So Swiftly 3/23/2012
5017. Home Is Myself 3/24/2012
5018. Living Life 3/24/2012
5019. There Is Always Hope, Mind You 3/23/2012
5020. My Own Emptiness 3/23/2012
5021. Darkness And Light Playing Upon Us 3/23/2012
5022. The Childless And The Anonymous.... 3/25/2012
5023. That Sense Of Outrage.... 3/25/2012
5024. My Place Is Still The Same... 3/25/2012
5025. The White Lady In The Dark And Narrow Room.... 3/25/2012
5026. So Trivial...A Promise 3/25/2012
5027. For The Greedy Old Lady 3/25/2012
5028. The Ruins Of Your Facades 3/26/2012
5029. The Woman With A Cat In Her House 3/26/2012
5030. An Epitaph Of The Once Renaissance Man... 3/26/2012
5031. To Become A Part In The Harmony Of The Whole 3/26/2012
5032. A Challenge.... 3/26/2012
5033. Sucker 3/26/2012
5034. Self-Talk Is A Prayer..... 3/26/2012
5035. You Are Old Now.... 3/26/2012
5036. Soft Cotton In My Heart 3/26/2012
5037. Because The World Has Not Given A Chance 3/26/2012
5038. At The Surface Of These All..... 3/26/2012
5039. What This Poetry Is Trying To Achieve 3/26/2012
5040. For M 3/26/2012
Best Poem of RIC S. BASTASA

' The Last Dance Of Your Life '


you don't really have to mind
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

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

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 '


just like anything that you did in the past
you started like
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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