RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

11121. At Eden 9/21/2011
11122. Some Notes Of Catalunan Grande 9/22/2011
11123. An Altercation 9/22/2011
11124. Second Childhood 9/22/2011
11125. A Dream Escape 9/22/2011
11126. For Robinson 9/22/2011
11127. Edited Piece 9/22/2011
11128. Lull 9/22/2011
11129. Imagine Freedom 9/22/2011
11130. The City Lights 9/4/2011
11131. The Grandeur And The Majesties Of Nature 9/5/2011
11132. The Latest Of Summer 9/6/2011
11133. In The Island Of Loneliness 9/21/2011
11134. One Saturday Morning At The Mountain Top Inside The House 9/23/2011
11135. Dream Scape At Night When You Were Not Beside Me 9/23/2011
11136. The Power Of Hope And Imagination 9/23/2011
11137. The Silence Of Borders 9/23/2011
11138. What Is Home? 9/23/2011
11139. Dejavu (2) 9/23/2011
11140. Dejavu 9/23/2011
11141. Lewd Object 9/21/2011
11142. A Broken Heart? 9/21/2011
11143. The Talks Of The Souls 9/24/2011
11144. It Is The Same Unrequited Love As The Old Song From The Mountain 9/24/2011
11145. Beyond Our Prison Walls 9/24/2011
11146. A Broken Heart Recovered..... 9/24/2011
11147. When I Die 9/25/2011
11148. The Thirst Of Gods For You 9/25/2011
11149. The Art Of Living 9/25/2011
11150. Must I Convince You Again, If I Must, I Must 9/25/2011
11151. Thank You For Your Lies 9/25/2011
11152. Missing Those Old Times 9/25/2011
11153. While Jean Is Typing... 9/26/2011
11154. Nihilism 2011 9/26/2011
11155. The Nihilist 9/26/2011
11156. Oh! Common 9/26/2011
11157. Why 9/26/2011
11158. The Failure Of Rhyme 9/26/2011
11159. Pursuit Of Happiness....... 9/27/2011
11160. 12: 11 Noon (Office Break) 9/27/2011
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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