RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

641. Save The Zzzs, For My Friend Who Cannot Sleep Tonight 4/23/2008
642. Dear Candice, 4/23/2008
643. Katrini 4/23/2008
644. When We Reach The Mountaintop 4/23/2008
645. While Waiting For You 4/23/2008
646. You Belong There, You’re Out Of Here Anymore 4/23/2008
647. I Mean You 4/23/2008
648. So You Are Back Reading This Poem Again 4/23/2008
649. Words Like Bombs Do Explode 4/23/2008
650. One Small Victory 4/23/2008
651. Here Comes The Morning Sun 4/23/2008
652. Did You Have A Sound Sleep Last Night? 4/23/2008
653. How I Have Lived And Thrived In My Parent's Nice Front Yards 4/23/2008
654. Tarts And Warts 4/23/2008
655. A Beef Steak 4/23/2008
656. On Some White Corpuscles 4/23/2008
657. Do Not Forget The Sad Times 4/23/2008
658. As You Look Deep Into The Mirror 4/24/2008
659. Mutual Itch One Lonely Night 4/24/2008
660. Time Runs Fast To A Person Who Loves 4/22/2008
661. How Do You Expect This Kite To Fly In The Wind? 4/22/2008
662. Plain Citizen Juan De La Cruz 4/22/2008
663. Believe Me 4/24/2008
664. If You Wait For Better Metaphors 4/24/2008
665. Touch Of Class 4/24/2008
666. Ugly He Was Born 4/24/2008
667. How Can I Fake Some Feelings? 4/24/2008
668. Tickle The Skins On My Feet 4/24/2008
669. In The Morning Of My Life 4/25/2008
670. In The Evening Of My Life 4/25/2008
671. So You Don'T Like The Sour Man? 4/25/2008
672. It Is 4/25/2008
673. On Some Baby Steps And Baby Breaths 4/25/2008
674. Harbinger 4/25/2008
675. A Storm, A Brainstorm 4/25/2008
676. Let Us Not Talk About This Poor Little Me 4/26/2008
677. There Is Nothing To Write 4/26/2008
678. You Must Dropp The Seed 4/26/2008
679. Dealing With People Who Anger You 4/26/2008
680. Constructive Criticisms Are Welcome 4/26/2008

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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 '

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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