RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

5641. A Dialogue Between Two Predators 10/24/2009
5642. Yes There Will Be Troubles In The Future 10/24/2009
5643. A Windy Afternoon At The Beachfront 10/25/2009
5644. Parroting Courtesies 10/25/2009
5645. When The Body Is Bound 10/25/2009
5646. Escape Song 10/25/2009
5647. My Childless Home 10/25/2009
5648. Random Images 10/25/2009
5649. A Monologue To Sadness 10/25/2009
5650. That Is Perhaps What Poetry Is All About 10/25/2009
5651. Poetic Heart 10/25/2009
5652. The Silence Was Like This 10/2/2009
5653. Last Night He Finally Did It 10/3/2009
5654. Creativity Of The Mind 10/3/2009
5655. Scarred People 10/13/2009
5656. At The Party (Of Fools) 10/14/2009
5657. Journalese 10/15/2009
5658. Heaven 10/15/2009
5659. After The Bombing Incident 10/25/2009
5660. My Ex-Girlfriend 10/26/2009
5661. A Flower For Her 10/26/2009
5662. Moving On With Our Own Lives 10/26/2009
5663. Hiding Behind So Many Names 10/26/2009
5664. Feeling Blue 10/26/2009
5665. There Is Something Inside My Mouth (2) 10/27/2009
5666. Unwilling Witness 10/27/2009
5667. There Are Thousands And Thousands 10/27/2009
5668. My Last And Only Friend 10/27/2009
5669. Our Loyalty 10/27/2009
5670. The Nicest Theme 10/20/2009
5671. No Wind No Fire 10/20/2009
5672. To Be Somebody 10/20/2009
5673. Lady G. 10/20/2009
5674. Forbidden 10/27/2009
5675. Ocean Canvas 10/27/2009
5676. Bambino 10/27/2009
5677. The Sermon Of Fr. Edgar A. 10/28/2009
5678. I Hear Music From The Wind 10/28/2009
5679. No Regrets 10/28/2009
5680. I Wanted To Tell You The Truth 10/28/2009

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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 ...

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The Roots Of My Papa....

the mountain man
named ronnie once invited me
for dinner in his
hut up the Bulawan Peak
and we walk the whole day
as i manage every five steps
upon such a steep walk on
the cliff
resting once in a while gasping

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