RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

5321. Getting Out Of A Fixation 9/10/2009
5322. Aquila Non Capit Muscam 9/16/2009
5323. Ars Gratia Artis 9/16/2009
5324. Asinus Ad Lyram 9/16/2009
5325. Aurea Mediocritas 9/16/2009
5326. Once In A Blue Moon 9/16/2009
5327. Sad (But True) 9/16/2009
5328. Things Pass You By In The Most Simple Manner 9/16/2009
5329. Change And Frankness 9/16/2009
5330. On Finding Myself Alone Again 9/16/2009
5331. You Know Better 9/16/2009
5332. Back From A Morning Walk 9/16/2009
5333. Whatever Happens To The Matters Of The Heart 9/16/2009
5334. For You To Invite Me To Read You 9/16/2009
5335. Qua Patet Orbis 9/16/2009
5336. Quaerite Primum Regnum Dei 9/16/2009
5337. Quem Deus Vult Perdere, Dementat Prius 9/16/2009
5338. Quem Di Diligunt Adulescens Moritur 9/16/2009
5339. The Dummy In The House 9/18/2009
5340. Double-Entendres 9/18/2009
5341. Sahara Desert 9/18/2009
5342. Feel The Philippine Rain 9/18/2009
5343. Open Pages 9/18/2009
5344. Success 9/19/2009
5345. On His First Year In The Study Of Law 9/19/2009
5346. At The Beach On A Sunday Morning 9/19/2009
5347. Blackout In The Town Where I Live 9/19/2009
5348. Homage 9/19/2009
5349. Sleep And Snore 9/19/2009
5350. On Hanging Your Tears In The Air To Dry 9/19/2009
5351. Before I Write These Lines 9/19/2009
5352. Sun Worshipper 9/19/2009
5353. Having Friends Around You 9/19/2009
5354. Dreams Coming True 9/19/2009
5355. Lightning Girl 9/19/2009
5356. Everytime A Poet Is Killed 9/19/2009
5357. The Humility And Truth Of The Non-Rhymer 9/19/2009
5358. My Dream Regarding The Two Beautiful Birds 9/19/2009
5359. Opaque But Real 9/19/2009
5360. Surreal 9/19/2009
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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