RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

1. Eeny, Meeny, Miny, Moe 11/23/2007
2. Fiesta De La Vida 12/8/2007
3. Esotericism 2/24/2008
4. Fidelity 2/28/2008
5. Fiction 3/4/2008
6. Epistle 3/14/2008
7. Easter Scene 3/23/2008
8. About The Moon 3/31/2008
9. Curl 3/31/2008
10. When She Says Goodbye 3/31/2008
11. And Then We Shall Write The Truth 3/31/2008
12. A Simple Life 3/31/2008
13. I Will Be Speaking To You In My Own Voice 4/1/2008
14. 12 Midnight 4/1/2008
15. A Dance In The Dark 4/1/2008
16. Seeing You Makes My Heart Burn And I Stop The World Revolving 4/1/2008
17. Knot 4/1/2008
18. Three Dark Shadows 4/1/2008
19. Some Spaces Some Silences 4/1/2008
20. Song In B Flat By Christina Calcatelli 4/1/2008
21. Yann Tersen 4/1/2008
22. The Tree 4/1/2008
23. Some Questions For You 4/1/2008
24. Poets On Poetry: A Collage 4/1/2008
25. What Will You Do With Pain? 4/1/2008
26. Victoria, You Lose This Time 4/1/2008
27. Uncle John 4/1/2008
28. Little Green Turtle 4/1/2008
29. The Dressed Chicken 4/1/2008
30. I Will Always Be Writing About You 4/1/2008
31. What Is Right Can Sometimes Be Wrong 4/1/2008
32. In A Crowd, In A Sea Of People 4/1/2008
33. The Veil That Covered Her Face 4/1/2008
34. I Will Always Be Here 4/1/2008
35. You Have Nowhere To Go 4/1/2008
36. Just A Piece 4/1/2008
37. Passion Of A Man 4/1/2008
38. And The Child Draws A World 4/1/2008
39. The Ritual Of Morning 4/1/2008
40. Luck 4/1/2008
Best Poem of RIC S. BASTASA

This Country Is Ours, The Philippines, For You Brother Pinoy

And we shall not leave
This country we shall build

Because it is ours
Throughout the golden hours

Here we belong
For quite long

Our great forefather
Was buried here

And though in poverty
We must stay

As we enjoy what we have
Under the sun we love

The coolness of the moon
We all swoon and don

We shall be proud as a tree
We enjoy our liberty

We shall live we shall die
There is no reason to cry

Read the full of This Country Is Ours, The Philippines, For You Brother Pinoy

Fit And Strong......

for the things that you love
there is always time

nothing hinders love, there is
no obstruction

when papers pile themselves on
the table
when queries come here and there

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