RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

10601. The Black Dog 5/23/2011
10602. You Should Have Not Bared It All... 5/23/2011
10603. That Sleep.... 5/24/2011
10604. The Second Poem 4/20/2011
10605. Vacillation, Sleep, Dreams... 4/20/2011
10606. FugushıMa 4/20/2011
10607. Towards The Hatch 4/20/2011
10608. Realities And Illusions... 4/20/2011
10609. This Is The Mind Another Brother Always Preparing To Forget. 5/24/2011
10610. Back To Me...Again... 5/24/2011
10611. The Big Problem.... 5/24/2011
10612. I To I 5/24/2011
10613. The Quiet Storm 5/24/2011
10614. Quite 5/24/2011
10615. A Breather 5/24/2011
10616. That State Of Wellness 5/24/2011
10617. What For? If Only The Goat Can Tell. 5/24/2011
10618. LearnıNg From You, LearnıNg From Us. 5/24/2011
10619. After You Leave Us .... 4/20/2011
10620. Mirror Poem 4/20/2011
10621. In The Emptiness Of The Church ... 4/20/2011
10622. When You Finally Decide To Write ... 4/20/2011
10623. Nurturing That Broken Heart ... 4/20/2011
10624. What Love Is ... 4/20/2011
10625. You Were The Passing Wind Of Our House 4/27/2011
10626. One Egg 4/27/2011
10627. Great Soul 5/16/2011
10628. Those Happy Bees 4/27/2011
10629. Fire 4/27/2011
10630. Checkered Existences 4/26/2011
10631. The Sentence 4/21/2011
10632. It Is Not Hard To Admit That You Are Wrong 4/21/2011
10633. Just Once, It Can Be Managed 4/21/2011
10634. Those Moments 5/23/2011
10635. The Injustice.... 5/25/2011
10636. Another Set Of Lovers Under The Moon 5/25/2011
10637. The Moth Story 5/25/2011
10638. Managing Myself Under The Rain 5/25/2011
10639. About Those Metaphors 5/25/2011
10640. Upon Reading The Poems Of Lesbia 5/25/2011
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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