RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

6361. A Metaphor For Happiness 1/26/2013
6362. The Nihilist Guest 1/26/2013
6363. The Wrong Way To Idolize A Famous Writer 2/1/2013
6364. The Journeys Of My Mind 2/1/2013
6365. Words Are Hiding Places Of The Heart 2/2/2013
6366. About U And I. 2/2/2013
6367. The Music Of The Moon 2/2/2013
6368. When The Anger Is Gone 2/2/2013
6369. These Cold Hands 2/2/2013
6370. Philosophy Coming 2/4/2013
6371. Words As Excavation Tools 2/4/2013
6372. No Body.... 2/4/2013
6373. When I Am Nothing At All 2/4/2013
6374. When We Hide In The Open 2/4/2013
6375. Sinfulness 2/4/2013
6376. Metaphors Of My Existence 2/4/2013
6377. What Happens After 2/6/2013
6378. In The Room 2/6/2013
6379. Living Upon The Expectations Of Morality 2/6/2013
6380. Living Upon The Expectations Of Morality (2) 2/6/2013
6381. How Can You Argue Further? 2/6/2013
6382. Not Intended For Me 2/6/2013
6383. I Like It When You Are Faraway 2/6/2013
6384. Hate? 2/6/2013
6385. Advice To A Friend 2/6/2013
6386. The Nature Of Tyranny 2/6/2013
6387. Perorations On Late Evening 2/7/2013
6388. Assuring The One You Love 2/7/2013
6389. The Comfort Zone 2/7/2013
6390. The Sound Argument Of Logic 2/7/2013
6391. That Whole Night I Slept Alone 2/8/2013
6392. Net Nerds 2/8/2013
6393. A Mission For You 2/8/2013
6394. What I Like On Early Mornings 2/8/2013
6395. Political Animals 2/8/2013
6396. Notes During And After The Marriage Ceremony 2/8/2013
6397. Splinters 2/8/2013
6398. Narcissus (Revisited) 2/9/2013
6399. A Poem For Restraint 2/9/2013
6400. Mornings (2) 2/9/2013

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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 ...

Read the full of ' The Last Dance Of Your Life '

Ephemeral

A red hibiscus that blooms
In the morning
Closes, wilts, in the afternoon,
You expect another one of its kind tomorrow,
A china rose,
Your night life,
At the outdoor café, sitting on light fabricated
Silver chairs, sipping tea, puffing smoke, sipping
Margarita, gazing

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