RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

13721. To The Turle Who Shall Live For A Hundred Years 6/22/2013
13722. I Know That It Is Unfair. But I Leave It That Way. 6/23/2013
13723. Forgive Me, But I Have To Be Real 6/22/2013
13724. The Self Within Myself 6/22/2013
13725. The Shapes Of Dread 6/22/2013
13726. Where The Home Is 6/22/2013
13727. A Door Closed 7/27/2013
13728. Dumb & Dull 7/28/2013
13729. A Poem About Death 7/28/2013
13730. Begging For Affection 7/28/2013
13731. For You Who Claims To Be The Owner Of Myself 7/28/2013
13732. Every Moment Every Color 7/28/2013
13733. I Have Survived You 7/27/2013
13734. The Truth Always Comes Out 7/27/2013
13735. Like A Jar In A Vacuum. 7/27/2013
13736. A Bio 7/27/2013
13737. The Poetic Corner 7/29/2013
13738. The Modernity Of Technology Perhaps, Disowns It. 7/3/2013
13739. A Metaphor For 59 7/4/2013
13740. The Present Is Still The Best That You Can Have 6/16/2013
13741. The Luxury Of Privacy 6/16/2013
13742. The Escape Door 7/29/2013
13743. Black Spider I Keep My Silence 7/29/2013
13744. A Thirst Of The Past Lives 6/15/2013
13745. Mapping Out 6/15/2013
13746. Respect For The Death Of A Fly 6/15/2013
13747. The Resting Place 6/13/2013
13748. The Expression, Yes, Just The Expression 6/13/2013
13749. He Was Once Like Everybody Else 6/13/2013
13750. I Have A Friend In Virginia Who Is Talking To His Chihuahua Named Silver, 7/30/2013
13751. What Was It That She Was Thinking? 7/30/2013
13752. In The Poverty Of Their Souls 7/30/2013
13753. As A God.... 6/10/2013
13754. The Things In Our Hands 6/10/2013
13755. How Time Really Swiftly Passes By 8/1/2013
13756. What We Did In Bed 8/1/2013
13757. I Shall Not Run Away From Myself 8/1/2013
13758. My Shadow 8/1/2013
13759. And Where I Shall Go After? 8/1/2013
13760. Away From The Madhouse Of The Chattering Crowd. 8/1/2013
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 '

Eeny, Meeny, Miny, Moe

Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Catch an Arab by the toe
If he bombs you let him go,
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe.

Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Catch a Bush by the toe
If he bombs you too let him go,
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe.

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