RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

161. 14th February 2011 2/13/2011
162. 15 4/30/2010
163. 150 2/17/2009
164. 151 2/17/2009
165. 152 2/17/2009
166. 153 2/17/2009
167. 154 2/17/2009
168. 155 2/17/2009
169. 156 2/17/2009
170. 157 2/17/2009
171. 158 2/17/2009
172. 159 2/17/2009
173. 16 4/30/2010
174. 160 2/17/2009
175. 161 2/17/2009
176. 162 2/17/2009
177. 163 2/17/2009
178. 16373 11/7/2013
179. 164 2/17/2009
180. 165 2/17/2009
181. 166 2/17/2009
182. 167 2/17/2009
183. 168 2/17/2009
184. 169 2/17/2009
185. 17 4/30/2010
186. 170 2/17/2009
187. 171 2/17/2009
188. 172 2/17/2009
189. 173 2/17/2009
190. 174 2/17/2009
191. 175 2/17/2009
192. 176 2/17/2009
193. 177 2/17/2009
194. 178 2/17/2009
195. 17881 11/27/2013
196. 179 2/17/2009
197. 18 4/30/2010
198. 180 2/17/2009
199. 181 2/17/2009
200. 182 2/17/2009
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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