RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

5161. Morning Walks 8/10/2009
5162. At The Cafeteria 8/10/2009
5163. At 35 8/10/2009
5164. Degrading Effusiveness 8/12/2009
5165. You Have Become A Bone In My Throat 8/12/2009
5166. Always A Shadow 8/13/2009
5167. Vomit 8/13/2009
5168. I Open The Door And Enter The Room 8/14/2009
5169. We Have The Key 8/14/2009
5170. The Walk Of Faith 8/14/2009
5171. The Temptation 8/14/2009
5172. Grafted 8/15/2009
5173. An Evaluation 8/15/2009
5174. At Night With The Rain 8/15/2009
5175. I Could Have Taken You In My Arms 8/16/2009
5176. Inside The Room Where We Are Alone 8/16/2009
5177. After That Long And Lovely Night 8/16/2009
5178. Was It Something Wrong? 8/16/2009
5179. Giving All Of Me 8/16/2009
5180. Living A Clean Life 8/16/2009
5181. Today While Walking Along The Seashore 8/17/2009
5182. There Are Weights On My Shoulder 8/17/2009
5183. What Shall I Bring To Offer You? 8/17/2009
5184. Little White Bird 8/17/2009
5185. When I Came Here 8/17/2009
5186. Communion 8/17/2009
5187. For The Time Being That You Have No Need Of Me 8/17/2009
5188. Loving You Till You Become A Part Of My Darkness 8/17/2009
5189. A Morning Chat With You 8/17/2009
5190. How Can You Quit? 8/17/2009
5191. A Complete Poem 8/17/2009
5192. Waiting For Someone 8/10/2009
5193. To Whine Or Not To Whine? 8/11/2009
5194. About That Jealous Dog 8/11/2009
5195. We'Re Very Lucky Indeed 8/11/2009
5196. My Love For You 8/12/2009
5197. Sleeping One Night Under The Cover Of The Sky 8/18/2009
5198. A Good Poem Never Ends 8/18/2009
5199. Prayer Of The Starfish 8/18/2009
5200. What He Did.... 8/19/2009
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 '

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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