RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

1441. The Sparrow 7/17/2008
1442. Your Struggles And My Own 7/18/2008
1443. Seed, Qou Vadis? 7/18/2008
1444. I'Ll Start My Day Again 7/18/2008
1445. How He Ended His Life 7/18/2008
1446. Now The Amor Seco 7/14/2008
1447. Come To Think Of Them 7/14/2008
1448. Do Not Lock Yourself In The Room Of Your Past 7/14/2008
1449. I Am A Finger To You 7/14/2008
1450. Self-Pity 7/14/2008
1451. Dedication 7/14/2008
1452. The Red Ant In This Labyrinth 7/14/2008
1453. In Marriage 7/14/2008
1454. Saturday Morning 7/18/2008
1455. Young Dog 7/18/2008
1456. Oil And Garlic And Peanuts 7/20/2008
1457. Blank Walls 7/20/2008
1458. The Shouts Of The Maddening Crowd 7/20/2008
1459. I Don'T Really Know When Will This End 7/20/2008
1460. I Am Not Afraid Anymore In The Dark 7/20/2008
1461. Effortless Superiority 7/20/2008
1462. The Choir, The Bells The Church 7/20/2008
1463. With Caution 7/20/2008
1464. In Search Of Meanings 7/20/2008
1465. A Nice Conversation 7/20/2008
1466. It Is Simple 7/20/2008
1467. Unconsciously 7/20/2008
1468. A Temple Is Not A Temple Of Selfishness 7/20/2008
1469. Many Faces Many Personalities 7/21/2008
1470. Hedonism 7/21/2008
1471. Your Face Is My Face 7/21/2008
1472. Who Are You? 7/21/2008
1473. Too Close Too Sweet 7/21/2008
1474. There Will Be More 8/1/2008
1475. In Trembling 8/1/2008
1476. We Like To View Reconciliation 8/1/2008
1477. Something More Beautiful Than A Well With Water 8/2/2008
1478. Too Much Closeness Is Blindness 8/2/2008
1479. The Date 8/2/2008
1480. Soon You Will Find Out The True Taste Of My Being 8/2/2008

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' 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 ...

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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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