RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

12961. You Ask Yourself Today 8/10/2009
12962. Plunge 8/10/2009
12963. Puust Ja Punaseks Ette Tegema 8/10/2009
12964. Rage 8/10/2009
12965. She Chanced To Dream 8/10/2009
12966. What Is In A Hello? 8/10/2009
12967. Civility 8/10/2009
12968. And Then I Remember The White Roses 8/10/2009
12969. Leaving An Old Love 8/10/2009
12970. The Insignificant 8/10/2009
12971. A Rose Tattoo? 8/10/2009
12972. Do I Love You? 8/10/2009
12973. Morning Walks 8/10/2009
12974. At The Cafeteria 8/10/2009
12975. At 35 8/10/2009
12976. Degrading Effusiveness 8/12/2009
12977. You Have Become A Bone In My Throat 8/12/2009
12978. Always A Shadow 8/13/2009
12979. Vomit 8/13/2009
12980. I Open The Door And Enter The Room 8/14/2009
12981. We Have The Key 8/14/2009
12982. The Walk Of Faith 8/14/2009
12983. The Temptation 8/14/2009
12984. Grafted 8/15/2009
12985. An Evaluation 8/15/2009
12986. At Night With The Rain 8/15/2009
12987. I Could Have Taken You In My Arms 8/16/2009
12988. Inside The Room Where We Are Alone 8/16/2009
12989. After That Long And Lovely Night 8/16/2009
12990. Was It Something Wrong? 8/16/2009
12991. Giving All Of Me 8/16/2009
12992. Living A Clean Life 8/16/2009
12993. Today While Walking Along The Seashore 8/17/2009
12994. There Are Weights On My Shoulder 8/17/2009
12995. What Shall I Bring To Offer You? 8/17/2009
12996. Little White Bird 8/17/2009
12997. When I Came Here 8/17/2009
12998. Communion 8/17/2009
12999. For The Time Being That You Have No Need Of Me 8/17/2009
13000. Loving You Till You Become A Part Of My Darkness 8/17/2009

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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 '

The Roots Of My Papa....

the mountain man
named ronnie once invited me
for dinner in his
hut up the Bulawan Peak
and we walk the whole day
as i manage every five steps
upon such a steep walk on
the cliff
resting once in a while gasping

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