RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

12841. About You 7/15/2009
12842. Ennui, Ennui, Ennui 7/15/2009
12843. These All Entice Me 7/15/2009
12844. The Problem Is.. 7/16/2009
12845. Sometimes When I Have Nothing To Say 7/16/2009
12846. A Diary 7/16/2009
12847. Bored: Ejusdem Generis 7/16/2009
12848. A Body Of Lies 7/4/2009
12849. I Write And I Will Always Write 7/13/2009
12850. An Advice 7/13/2009
12851. I Think 7/16/2009
12852. Waking Up 7/16/2009
12853. Shadow Of A Fish 7/16/2009
12854. I Like This Poem 7/16/2009
12855. Writing About The Rose 7/16/2009
12856. I Ask A Very Simple Request 7/16/2009
12857. The Fulfillment 7/17/2009
12858. Without You From The Beginning 7/17/2009
12859. Epitaph 7/17/2009
12860. Epitaph Of A Poetess 7/17/2009
12861. Solo 7/17/2009
12862. Do Not Tell Me That There Is Something Poetic About The Rain Today 7/17/2009
12863. Here We Are In The Middle Of The Rain 7/17/2009
12864. We Are Here Again 7/17/2009
12865. Old Age 7/17/2009
12866. Sleepless In Mindanao Island 7/17/2009
12867. 12: 13 7/17/2009
12868. To Want To Do To Perfect An Art 7/17/2009
12869. The Least You Expect It 7/16/2009
12870. Dear Love 7/16/2009
12871. I Know I Have Only One Heart To Give 7/16/2009
12872. At This Hour After Tonight 7/13/2009
12873. The Sound Of Your Poetry 7/18/2009
12874. Pusher 7/19/2009
12875. Have They None Of Their Words? 7/19/2009
12876. The Room That Was Locked 7/19/2009
12877. To Be Just Human 7/19/2009
12878. When I Was A Child 7/19/2009
12879. Peeling Life Layer By Layer 7/19/2009
12880. Between Heaven And Earth 7/19/2009

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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 '

Ephemeral

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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