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Best Poems From
RIC S. BASTASA
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11997.
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The Lostness Of All Of Us
there were three of us in the room
you could not forget that Meryl look-alike
transvestite (who did not mind your coming) and
this oozing-sex-appeal bra-less (not brainless) law student
who was spongy on the
receptive mode of
a listener,
i sat on a bench wearing my black shirt from Singapore
(perhaps for want of a little sophistication
with the motive of making myself distinct from those
local brands)
this shallow conceit that is
tucking that book in Evidence
earmarked on the subject of judicial notice
you forgot obviously to comb your hair, but the plunging neckline
saved you from
the humiliation of neglect,
upon a little flair for
fashion and
taste but it was sheer honesty
(and i admire you for that)
when you finally declared that
you are lost.
whatever that means, figuratively or literally
i am telling you,
you are never alone in all these.
RIC S. BASTASA
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11998.
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the love in your eyes
the love in your eyes is blue, and so the world thought
that lovely eyes are blue,
we look at you with awe
your eyes are blue like the sea to the sky
boundless love borderless on any shore
spreading love like all the arms of mankind
opening to the heavens
soon, we shall meet each other
after the storms and deaths of many
thousands buried in mud and poverty
my eyes are black
mourning and shining with anger and tears
the eyes of the storms of these orient seas
find love in there
gaze at me with the blueness of your
eyes
the blue sea the blue skies
they are all yours
you own them
my eyes are black
i am in those storms
how can you see me crying?
RIC S. BASTASA
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11999.
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the love lyrics under the shower
it may be nice
after a hard night
pouring all over the
papers
waking up in the morning
naked
going to the bathroom
and she is
there ahead
with the shower and she
sings
the lyrics
of love though you cannot
exactly figure
out the exact words
since you cannot
sing it yourself
RIC S. BASTASA
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12000.
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the love of God
by his omnipotence
his love pervades my whole being
but there is nothing more godlike
that a human body touching hands
kissing lips tight arms around my body
bodies intertwined
eyes closed fluids mixing
sweat and saliva all ablaze in ecstasy
until both of us utter, Oh My God!
we rest and then in sweet darkness
we see the face of God
we feel his love complete.
RIC S. BASTASA
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