RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

7161. There Are No Pre-Requisites To Friendship 5/2/2010
7162. Beauty And The Lyre 5/1/2010
7163. Summer Here 5/2/2010
7164. Leaving The City Cubicles 5/2/2010
7165. With God As My Ally 5/2/2010
7166. Will It Be Solved Sooner? 5/2/2010
7167. Slowly I Go 5/2/2010
7168. Some Questions To Himself 5/2/2010
7169. Early Morning Stars 5/2/2010
7170. Early Morning Birds 5/2/2010
7171. There Is Peace 5/2/2010
7172. Not Minding 5/2/2010
7173. Monday 5/2/2010
7174. Good Morning Self 5/2/2010
7175. Old Couple 5/2/2010
7176. Magic 5/3/2010
7177. Between Our Own Realities 5/3/2010
7178. Because Youth Is A Flower 5/3/2010
7179. A Meaningful And Happy Morning 5/3/2010
7180. The Little Things That I Can Do 5/3/2010
7181. The Night Is Over 5/3/2010
7182. How Did You Experience The Hands Of Time? 5/3/2010
7183. The Struggle Is Endless 5/3/2010
7184. Conversations That I Hear 5/3/2010
7185. For Those Who Really Love 5/3/2010
7186. If You Love Me 5/3/2010
7187. Get Up, Let Us Go. 5/3/2010
7188. Monologue 1 5/3/2010
7189. Monologue 2 5/3/2010
7190. Tractitus 5/3/2010
7191. Fractures 5/3/2010
7192. If You Loved Me, You Would Rejoice 5/3/2010
7193. The Early Morning Verse 5/3/2010
7194. Hooked 5/3/2010
7195. Paternity 5/3/2010
7196. After You Sarah 5/3/2010
7197. When I Leave You 5/3/2010
7198. 'In The History Of Language The First Obscenity Was Silence'. 5/3/2010
7199. 'To The One Who Cannot Drink, Do Not Show Water' 5/3/2010
7200. How Wrong We Both Were About Each Other, And How Happy We Have Been. 5/3/2010

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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 '

True Love....

hold my hand
take my hand
i hold your hand
i will take you
to the river

our love is fire
that waters cannot
kill.

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