RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

16841. The Friendship.... 11/23/2010
16842. If You Are Not Around... 11/23/2010
16843. Broken Dreams... 11/23/2010
16844. The Gone Lover.... 11/23/2010
16845. The Boy.... 11/23/2010
16846. Slow.... 11/23/2010
16847. A Poem Written Inside The Cebu Pacific 11/29/2010
16848. Inside The Italian Cafe 11/29/2010
16849. Reiterating Arsie 11/29/2010
16850. Freedom.... 11/29/2010
16851. Something New..... 11/29/2010
16852. Patterns.... 11/29/2010
16853. Triangle.... 11/29/2010
16854. Her Own City Poem... 11/29/2010
16855. Imagination.... 11/29/2010
16856. Sometimes.... 11/30/2010
16857. The Impeccable... 11/30/2010
16858. The Mirror.... 11/30/2010
16859. Childhood.... 11/30/2010
16860. It Is Always The Pain That Writes.... 11/30/2010
16861. Wander.... 11/30/2010
16862. Tango.... 11/30/2010
16863. Wonder..... 11/30/2010
16864. Minding.... 11/30/2010
16865. Thinking... 11/30/2010
16866. Profiling... 11/30/2010
16867. Mutuality.... 11/30/2010
16868. Missing... 11/30/2010
16869. That Book Of Poetry.... 11/30/2010
16870. Looking.... 11/30/2010
16871. The Black Bird... 11/30/2010
16872. Outside And Inside... 12/5/2010
16873. A Bird... 12/5/2010
16874. Pedro.... 12/5/2010
16875. The Law..... 12/5/2010
16876. Getting Old Graciously.... 12/5/2010
16877. Hypocrisy And Ignorance... 12/5/2010
16878. For Rj... 12/5/2010
16879. For Nikki 12/5/2010
16880. The Heavy Rains.... 12/5/2010
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 '

Ephemeral

A red hibiscus that blooms
In the morning
Closes, wilts, in the afternoon,
You expect another one of its kind tomorrow,
A china rose,
Your night life,
At the outdoor café, sitting on light fabricated
Silver chairs, sipping tea, puffing smoke, sipping
Margarita, gazing

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