RIC S. BASTASA
Biography of RIC S. BASTASA
- The Sect Of Our Own Poetics -new-
- For Some Broken Hearts -new-
- Ambot Ning Buwan -new-
- Integridad (Pahinungod Sa Imong Kaligdon... -new-
- Like Love, Like Lapses, -new-
- Dili Sayon Ang Metaphysics -new-
- Where Is The Entrance? Where Is The Exit... -new-
- A Poem For Mama
- Everything Is A Structure. Always, And A...
- And Love And Burying.
- Philosophy As A Poem
- I Have Had A Taste Of Your Badness...
- Because This Love Is For All, And Not Ex...
- Pacman's Lesson....
RIC S. BASTASA Poems
' The Last Dance Of Your Life '
' A Discourse On Pleasure '
there is something in other people that we all love adore
to The Light
to the light we aim ourselves away from darkness we swear
When the big tree falls Hit by lightning Roared by thunder
Why Do People Keep Saying, I'M Sorry,...
because people always forgive them again and again and again and again and again and again... a form of autism,
This Is My Life
Life defines in Metabolism, In reproduction, we make our miniature selves, our look alike
watashi Wa Wakarimasen.
until then the moon never says that it understands the language of the
' What Is Life? Let Us Talk About It '
ok, let us talk about life my cat Kuting has just given birth to three kittens
Like an uninvited Wind, building strength Gathering more winds To make a storm
... So Much
at the second look you feel wasted that beautiful face seemingly should not have been yours it does not fit the wrinkled soul
***just One Thing***
just, one, thing,
' The Truth About His Place '
</>HE'D BEEN there he likes it he will be coming over to stay quite longer
洗 腦 (Xǐ Nă O, Li...
it is not only the mind they promise you if you agree it is also the heart
İNside The Arms Of The House
to see the world crying to hear the sweet sound of its rain
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