801. The Inner Me 5/11/2008
802. My Place Of Dreams Is Not Your Place 5/11/2008
803. How Lonely Have You Been All These Years After He Left You 5/11/2008
804. All I Know Is That I Live Within Me 5/11/2008
805. What I Told You 5/11/2008
806. Where You Go 5/11/2008
807. Parting Ways 5/11/2008
808. You Never Love Me, I Know, But Comfort Me Just The Same 5/11/2008
809. The Stone In You 5/11/2008
810. To Mama 5/11/2008
811. Remembering Mother Today 5/11/2008
812. Second Thoughts Of The Past 5/11/2008
813. Two Women 5/11/2008
814. Those That Have Seen You Never Came Back 5/11/2008
815. For You 5/11/2008
816. An Inconvenient Truth 4/27/2008
817. Happiness 5/6/2008
818. Again We Shall Do The Same Things 5/6/2008
819. When The Cell Phone Was Born 5/8/2008
820. To Dong And Jamila 5/8/2008
821. Asleep In A Boat On A Very Calm Sea 5/8/2008
822. Que Sera Sera, Whatever Will Be Will Be 5/8/2008
823. You In Your Closed Bleeding Hands 5/8/2008
824. Coping Up On Prohibited Times 5/11/2008
825. Someday I Will Write A Poem Of Tears For You 5/11/2008
826. A Friend Has Hurt Me Behind My Back 5/11/2008
827. Tell Me Where Our Love Shall Go? 5/11/2008
828. Old Flame 5/11/2008
829. I Could Have Done Other Useful Things Than Writing A Poem 5/14/2008
830. You Want Answers. Take Doubts 5/14/2008
831. What You Are To Me? 5/15/2008
832. To You, For You 5/15/2008
833. Peace And Happiness 5/15/2008
834. Our Freedom To Choose 5/15/2008
835. Those Hands Joining 5/15/2008
836. The Simple Life I Live 5/15/2008
837. Our Own Greatness 5/15/2008
838. We Are Moving To Places Where Our Hands Still Touch 5/15/2008
839. What To Say When You Are Hurt 5/16/2008
840. The Usual Afternoon Walk 5/16/2008
Best Poem of RIC S. BASTASA

' The Last Dance Of Your Life '


you don't really have to mind
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

a hope that poisons the mind instead
and makes
our recent stand rigid and

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 '


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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