RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

15521. Compulsion 5/25/2010
15522. Defamatory 5/25/2010
15523. The Writer In A Trance 5/25/2010
15524. While I Was Walking My Way Back Home 5/25/2010
15525. There Is No Poem 5/25/2010
15526. You Never Really Learn 5/25/2010
15527. My Trash 5/25/2010
15528. Him 5/25/2010
15529. Thrushing The Depths Of The Woman 5/25/2010
15530. An Empty Bed 5/25/2010
15531. Absence 5/25/2010
15532. The Doctor 5/25/2010
15533. What You Write 5/25/2010
15534. Repetitive Of A Nostalgia, A Moment Ago 5/25/2010
15535. What You Write: Edited For Some Clerical Errors 5/25/2010
15536. That Was The First Time When I Shouted At You 5/25/2010
15537. We Are Considerate Only If You Give Us A Chance 5/25/2010
15538. Standing By The Brook One Day 5/25/2010
15539. Fingers On The Piano 5/25/2010
15540. To Ease The Anger Of The Hands 5/25/2010
15541. The Old Man 5/25/2010
15542. Little Sacrifices 5/25/2010
15543. Global Warming 5/25/2010
15544. The Boredom Of My Days On The Chant Of Ten Numbers 5/25/2010
15545. For Things That We Cannot Change 5/25/2010
15546. Too Much Talk 5/25/2010
15547. Where Is The Cat? 5/25/2010
15548. Natural Tendencies 5/25/2010
15549. Double Edged Pleasures 5/25/2010
15550. Resolving A Grudge 5/25/2010
15551. In The Bosom Of Mother 5/26/2010
15552. I Wish I Can Sleep Again With Mother's Arms 5/26/2010
15553. Perfect Match 5/26/2010
15554. Eating Sandwich 5/26/2010
15555. Worry 5/26/2010
15556. When You Have Nothing To Write About 5/26/2010
15557. Giving Smiles 5/26/2010
15558. I Am Still Thinking 5/26/2010
15559. The Skeptic 5/26/2010
15560. Utopia 5/26/2010
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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