RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

14521. Birth 4/28/2010
14522. 1 4/28/2010
14523. 2 4/28/2010
14524. 3 4/28/2010
14525. I Got A Boat 4/28/2010
14526. Thoughts 4/28/2010
14527. My Pleasure 4/28/2010
14528. Letting In 4/28/2010
14529. Some More 4/28/2010
14530. What A Waste 4/28/2010
14531. A Little Bird 4/28/2010
14532. At The Forest 4/28/2010
14533. There Are Those 4/28/2010
14534. France: Three Days 4/24/2010
14535. Travel Diary 4/24/2010
14536. Romania (December 2009) 4/24/2010
14537. Thailand: November 25,2009 4/24/2010
14538. Thailand November 2009 (2) 4/24/2010
14539. Cousin Gig 4/24/2010
14540. Visiting Hiroshima 4/24/2010
14541. Japan Diary (Miyajima) 4/24/2010
14542. A Home 4/24/2010
14543. A Home (Revised) 4/24/2010
14544. See The Light (An Answer) 4/24/2010
14545. Hate Finds You Too (A Reply) 4/24/2010
14546. To Die Is To Live 4/24/2010
14547. Fog On Highway 5 4/24/2010
14548. Oh The Folly Of Men 4/24/2010
14549. The African In You 4/24/2010
14550. Fame Winston 4/24/2010
14551. Reality 4/24/2010
14552. The Message Of The Wind 4/24/2010
14553. Your Kite 4/28/2010
14554. When Her Mother Died 4/28/2010
14555. Crystals 4/28/2010
14556. When You Walk Away 4/28/2010
14557. I Raise My Head 4/28/2010
14558. Consequences 4/28/2010
14559. They Did Not Say 4/28/2010
14560. Expectedly 4/28/2010
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 '

Feeling Lousy

Feeling lousy is seeing this lady laughing
She does her thing with confidence like she
Knows everything; what to do with this
Matter called
Everything,
She knows her place and claims it as hers,
She tells you, you are never like her doing so well
In fame,
Glory, and

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