The Collection of Poetry
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| 52 | 2018-12-29 |  | cry for my fragility this is the right moment to cry before the cart of death pickup me. when child I cried if something gone. when adult I cried if something died. tears is tears; same elements from same tools. the tears of fragility never come from the children before the maturity has arrived. cry for my fragility, cry for my disgrace |
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| 51 | 2018-09-25 |  | love is love love is chased won’t run away love is removed won’t go love is sought won’t be founded dead love is really make you die love resides in the heart love is anyway about you as a person love anything as naturally |
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| 50 | 2018-09-11 |  | i cry for a chance so many businesses I couldn’t say, through this poem I deliver it, my wish you knew my heart; I really babe of you even more that I knew, nonetheless.. is it be adequate to fill your soul? if you need a love, welcome to my love, fertilize and make it bloom each every season you were deserved have my best if you need I go away, remove myself deattach yourself to make our chest getting fresher you were deserved to be happy person without me because I’ve could cry it whether I’ve fallen in love? |
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| 49 | 2018-06-23 |  | ||
| 48 | 2018-06-22 |  | ||
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| 46 | 2018-06-22 |  | ||
| 45 | 2018-05-25 |  | ||
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| 42 | 2018-05-20 |  | ||
| 41 | 2018-05-17 |  | ||
| 40 | 2018-05-05 |  | ||
| 39 | 2018-04-20 |  | ||
| 38 | 2018-03-24 |  | ||
| 37 | 2017-03-24 |  | ||
| 36 | 2017-09-21 |  | ||
| 35 | 2017-09-20 |
The Angers On The TopThe angers on the top, Even... ....,our tears had dried, ....,our voices had emptied, But... ....,our hearts can't be stopped to make a voice Free Ahok!!! Free Ahok!! Free Our Ideals Free Our Dreams Free Indonesia From jail of hypocrisy From tyranny of religion From perfidy of lust From oppression From intimidation From injustice Wear your strength Act to maka a change!!! Cry as strong as you can In silence, In unspoken mouth In eyes full of water Shout.... Free Ahok!!! Free Ahok!!! Free Our Ideals!!! Free Our Dreams!!! Free Indonesia!!! Louder.. Louder.. As hard as you can ... | ||
| 34 | 2017-12-30 |
It Shall BeThe trees were left by leaves There is a bridge to leave old Like the cups without water | ||
| 33 | 2016-04-08 |
How Beautiful LoveHoney.. did you know.. what I feel this time after I was around surrounded by mountains now I was circled by the rainbow but your love giving the most meaning your love made my life more alive that's what I felt Honey.. did you know.. What I think now a flower garden in the desert that to be important not important anymore your love has opened up my eyes very potent love unites the human heart without need to know the physical things can differ us honey.. did you know.. what I want for tomorrow and beyond writes and writes unstopped your love is the source of my inspiration never dry the words in my mind incarnate into sentence easily became wings and soon formed a building without angles without broken the power of your love in my writing Honey.. did you know.. what I want in the future missing the beauty is our house's panoramic when window opened honey caressing my flowers this love would be the most beautiful story ever in the world all because of your love inside me so the humans still believe the power of love is working Honey.. did you know.. a love how so beautiful all because of you | ||
| 32 | 2016-02-14 |
As Endless EdelweissIf I first did not deflower certainly will never wither found to be remembered then must be forgotten {a limitation {Ideals and love can always biting | ||
| 31 | 2015-12-27 |
Getting CloserI knew day by day getting closerA past about to be hugged In the shadow of the future that continues to interfere with I can feel you were restless in there ... {Brooding while wetting the dry your chest Make haste to depart from there, coming soon Now also my plea before the loss of feeling A step only Make haste Night coming soon The days will soon change The year will be closed Believe me we still need love So the hope is always alive So the life will never die Because the later bells will awaken We'll stammer when dawn Staring at the sun is always the same while the time has gone and never back again All the joints ached, heart breathless It is very very sad to the mystery that is still a mystery Although the passions have become more holy But, your desire has been flowing in my soul Woke me in the midnight Took me dancing However, I can feel you were still restless in there ... Please don't do it anymore Stop calculation such as traders in the market Counting the difference in happiness with self-esteem Like an old beggar Looking for the night for shelter For the notion that keeps earned To live a more meaningful life or not Those humans want to reach the happiness from the brittleness Hoping of the world white When the heart there are still stains Oh, if there wasn't the sea at first Maybe the beach never separates The beauty of the already achieved Without this as complicated thinking PS: Merry Christmas 2015 | ||
| 30 | 2015-12-17 |
New ApproachWe are not able to understand all of the contents of the universe also does not understand the all content of mind. A little understanding will relieve unspeakably. A little explanation would probably clear up the atmosphere but there is always a mystery in your eyes.To make you far or closer that's not what I mean here because a plan to build the cities collapsed from the war or building up a small house on a hill that both interestingly for me and will always get my heart. With me nor not by your side will always get my happiness as guarantee. I might be dangerous and exciting all at once but if you've been with the core of life you can understand on the side where I am wanting to build a house and with whom I am wanting to inhabit it. Your consideration is no longer as I could be embraced or not. I such like the wind, which forage in the morning but before the dawn comes back to reside in the core. You don't need to catch my presence but you can feel I be in your side. If love is the energy then love should be released rather than to be caught. Love will grow beyond the sand on the seas and exceed the star in the sky. | ||
| 29 | 2015-11-07 |
FlatTo find out about what we are in past because will only obfuscate the essence of we are in this time. Flowers continue to bloom although ain't nobody care about it's beauty and every day the clouds changed. The nations continue to race creating works great. So, for what find out too much?Find out that's been passed there were only two bad possibilities of the bad things, you'd be getting away from the God's will in you or will increasingly hate yourselves while I'm here, only as am I. I'm not into West also do not into East. Always in the middle, between twin mountains. | ||
| 28 | 2015-11-16 |
PastyHis face could still be flushedWhen she walks down that street again For some reason the Sun is always in front of her It's light slowly torn down by the leaves Caught up in a variety of prints Sometimes such one eye of gods who highlight hot and angry Cursing his face too pasty Year by year she had fought Between hope and restless Among the artery and blood Once upon a time the leaves of the ever shape it like a star Its shining so warm and tender At that moment she berried a piece of leaf Hope it doesn't turn into yellow Keep expectations at a tree that is still trying to stand upright That although his hand almost down to the ground The offing might be broken If the wind does not immediately siding Bring the cycle of season on the asphalt road Such expect some levers of life Wander the shade that can still sleep That will never broken was hit by hubbub A drop of blood she feels again flow from his body | ||
| 27 | 2015-09-10 |
Many NightsMany nights a man tormentedgets some rest dear because there are still the potency for the night could not meet the morning somehow the sky gloomy somehow the sky cheerful from your heart was restless Many nights a man feeling alone get some rest dear because there are still mystery that have not been revealed somehow nobody somehow circumstance indeed so from your soul was hollow Many nights a man eventually fell gets some rest dear because there are still tomorrow should grow the new shoots somehow the dry somehow rainy from your desire was to much Many nights a man also rose up gets some rest dear because there are the ideals should be celebrated at the end year somehow the world is changing somehow the world as is from your eyes were exuding passion Many nights a man laying the great works gets some rest dear because there are small works have meaning somehow a cup tea somehow a caress from your hands were solid But why the night still you're measuring? gets some rest dear because there are I that always be your side somehow hard somehow happy from my love was white | ||
| 26 | 2015-08-24 |
Interval By The TimeEntering your heart ...reaffirmed the ruler of the hope is the time the rainbow will not always sweet in the spring the moon will not always retain a hope in the rainy but the sun will always close tightly in the dry the time bury the time raise lightly it go casually it come Entering your heart ... reminiscent of a time that has passed time played through the gaze of your eyes ever you gave me right at the bottom of the stairs you left a beam of light for me and let myself trapped between reality and hope along time without form while you went crossing the time Now time take us meet again in conditions more relevant it's possible to provide an opportunity for us to ponder again whether the room without content is a soul thirsty for fused or just want to prove secondly that the time is the master of hope without sense and without love | ||
| 25 | 2015-08-17 |
The Loyalty From WomanThe every independence daya woman to string the flag his eyes are always sad to retain water remembering the back of his house the field has become the wall dry alone moaning in the artificial greenery colonized his own people that who they laughed off in the mud that who they had chased the butterflies that who they were had father and mother are patriotic but ... that had been going to the town that looking for the meaning of independence , that when came to home , that who put up the flag , that was not crying and stroking the chest , that brings their independence , on top of the independence { . . . }, Seventy years passed the flag still continue stringed on the sidelines of hope independent of the seventy is very very stuffy eyes have a river and chest turn blue neighbor against neighbor the child against the mother the people against his own people snob rigid displayed in the box of the independence the woman is faithful Seventy years ... live in the independence like thousands years living without a piece of love Credit image: Painting of The Son of Temanggung, Mr. Tony Arto | ||
| 24 | 2015-08-17 |
The Cry of IndependenceWho is can still believeif a window is opened there was still sunlight the fertile land and rich it has been treated miserably for so long have to wait how many generation again so was born a true independence and understand the meaning of freedom of soul and body the flag was raised each year waving for a help but why is the sky not acting please comes the skyline ... torn the chest of son of land so that blood and earth water gushed out that burning and flushed for love of the fatherland credit image: sgitahgoblog.files.wordpress.com | ||
| 23 | 2015-08-11 |
SobobanyuSobobanyu...The story of mountaineer 're venturing from the time your ancestor of you had been looking for water to hundreds of years There seems got the sound of water ...
on the hill there on the hill here the hoe and drill had been stabbing head water still does not want to be found Sobobanyu... The story of mountain man ventured from the time your ancestor of you had been looking for water to hundreds of years There seems got the sound of water ...
right in the solar plexus and also in the ribs hoe and drill had been punching the stomach It turns out that was just the rock Sobobanyu... The story of mountain man ventured from the time your ancestor of you had been looking for water to hundreds of years There seems got the sound of water ...
right on the foot of the west and also on the foot of the east hoe and drill had been breaking up we are downcast the water is gone forever flows down and down to cities Sobobanyu... The story of mountain man ventured from the time your ancestor of you had been looking for water to hundreds of years There seems got the sound of water ...
because the water had became tears Sobobanyu... The story of mountain man ventured from the time your ancestor of you had been looking for water to hundreds of years There seems got the sound of water ...
Because, the eldest son has come home She's a lady hairy leaves The ends of her hair vine to everywhere Reunite back the roots which was broke off Like Mother and Father promise to you Parenting the soil of son The tears we've get to Nirvana Now it is already between the cloud It's time you spread the hand Sobobanyu... The story of mountain man ventured from the time your ancestor of you are looking for water to hundreds of years There seems got the sound of water ... | ||
| 22 | 2015-04-11 |
KnifeMy heart likes a knifeClouds and sky separated Turned blue by the single moon A hope had been swallowed restless My step was exhausted I did not know to how Walking alone at the night Flaming asking to be watered | ||
| 21 | 2015-03-24 |
SweetieFinally he call me SweetieThe leaves began to fall As the wind lost it's coolness Life began in some water-crafts Supposing he goes into the labyrinth Too much is hidden The narrow in the dark alleys to self-fold Pain before having Trying to walk in the dark forest Waking up before the rooster crowed She screamed inside me Pain and happy cuddle each other All came back as it was before (?) Perhaps this was that's before (?) | ||
| 20 | 2015-02-14 |
Loving...Love is a gift that its instincts were just looking to give and give.The more sincere your love to him, the bigger possibility he likely to be a happiest being, the flowers in the garden of his heart are blooming proportionally and his wings keeps reinforced by your love. But if you are not passed a test of giving, you'll be the most miserable person in this world. Because you're given then through giving too you can receive love. With love you make him precious one and should make yourself full. Love fills the void of the human being heart to be able to bloom toward immortality. Thus the mission vision of love as a gift it's duties fulfilled. As if love commanded you go to North you'll definitely go to North not to South because you believe the love that to gives. To give happiness to beloved one is the nature of love itself, aside from it is not love but is a lust. In the love of man there is indeed the lust but the origin and source of love you've got to remember is pure. Love will lose it's beauty if you start to promote lust alone. You don't believe anymore there are still the miracles in this world. You've been in level to laugh the story of a frogs transformed into dashing prince when kissed a princess with loving. Your love be unhealthy since you start using the general measure that will make you thus increasingly losing the grip in love. The idea of love is paradoxical to want to be loved which you punch deeply with steel nails in your consciousness because the essence of love to give making you suffer when you feel had given too much. Then you start learning to take. Taking lessons with self-understanding is the source of love then love will make you more desolate, after oxygen depleted shortly blood will desiccate, you will soon die because of love. Before dying, you must understand one thing, as if indeed felt it was time to take fruit of the love, you should never use a trade balance to achieve balancing, because the balance of giving and taking is simply a noble idea about the structure of paradise life that no size such as Adam and Eve should be in the world but who can prove they were alive beside a faith? Think of these a conspiracy heaven purely so human understand that man not a source a giver otherwise a taker. Love is a gift, you don't forget it! The sources of love is love! There is always a way out in love, as difficult or as complex as anything could be discussed if a heart filled with love. Love will harvest you until the epidermis, teaching till you are senile, makes you cry because of how many you're unable to do because your fragility as human beings who was easy trapped in a visual figures. Humans need much love to grow and flourish in harmony with nature. So, you have to test your love every single day. Giving and taking equally in need of a struggle and the unmitigated willingness. Loving requires acuity instinct when to should sow and when the harvest's time. People who loving to have compassion. His patience is long and unmeasured understanding sense. People who loving doesn't like to wind. Loving someone involves a maturity of the soul. Understanding that this life is only impermanent to avoid playing a lasting love. Don't add your sorrow with the intervention of a chaotic world into a sublime love. Loving is also takes the greatness of soul. Understand his presence unique and special for you is the most powerful way of accepting yourself. If you've been able to laugh for his vagaries of a ridiculous act, you have started to enter into the joy of the nature of love to give. People who are capable of loving will be able to get out of themselves. People who are capable of loving will be able to love people within their circles. People who are capable of loving is not capable of hurting because of the element of love is blissful. Only people who have a lot of love that is capable of giving single-hearted love. Because the wind was already giving clues, then the love was not capable of sailing in the same direction is not a love but a ship sailing to look for instantaneous pleasure. | ||
| 19 | 2015-02-11 |
BelieveBelieve is the need of the soul which you sow with full respect on freedom that let everything have its way alone to come and go.When you believe in someone you don't actually talk about him, because in believe that still expect as you think will be happened by others, your sources in believe is an object. Believe in was born from disappointed experience will probably give birth to a new disappointment and then more depleting to make believe. Believe in was born from a sincere heart is like people who was driving then felt the wheel of car likes deflated, because the road was deserted and dark, you were in doubt to check it, you make believe to the larger power but tire pressure of your car still reduced until you got a car repair shop because of believe. Believe in is truly mastering how we are dare to take the risk that what we expect may be permitted not in accordance of what the universe would like them to be from a certain level to infinity. Believe in only took tiny heart to receive a surprise. Believe in must remain afford to speak out "WOW" in the 'chaotic'. Believe in always welcomes fragrant roses that does not need you prove it's chemical substance. Believe in often only need sit down quietly and look from the foot of mountain that he is so wonderful without to conquer it. Believe in much needed in century lost confidence, in order the world always filled with hope and the stars. Believe in requires understanding that the intervention attempts as hard as can are remains not correlated with the will of the greater power. Believe in that is still capable of liberating the people who we believe in to do wrong and could be repeatably, is believe does not expect intention. The marginal people gives lot an understanding of how a sense of believing works with a very natural mechanism in their body and mind. Believe in the wrong person such like love flows to the appropriate person, then love being dead and life into a catastrophe. Believe in takes maturity and ability to think logically however the most needed is a clear heart to assess. Later ... The President you selected from a genuine sense of believing and sincerity but it turns out to be a bit slow to realize you hope, you're definitely going to be easy to accept him because you already understood yourself. Believe in... Your President is working for you. | ||
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| 17 | 2014-06-16 |
The Man and His Love, HachikoHachiko, this is me Giharu, A Lady Between Twin MountainGiharu is a friend who was at the time your master's rail Let's say I and He met because of technology As that's reason used by any kind people also The kind of our friendship could not yet categorized Whether covered by a copper or gold Let's say the nite breeze bring us in meeting As that's reason used by the people in the journey also Although I have never met him I'm sure he's very love you I'm sure also during your lifetime definitely got the pleasure As he also You are in togetherness I want to make sure to you Sorry if my presence just recently presented now Maybe it's already very late But not for a good will I just want to say to you, Hachiko If you are a dog get his love Let alone a someone in his heart I hope he has found that's person To make his passion as a man find a core Twinkling replaces his wistful eyes Blessed You Hachiko Because ever being with him Blessed your master Because any person who can feel his lost While reading his last writings for you Then I thought what kind dog of You And what kind man of him This is may be also very late When I speech anymore Blessed you Hachiko Blessed your master | ||
| 16 | 2014-02-14 |
I Wonder ItI wonder how you do soeven when my eyes were closed you came sneaking like a thief have you encountered the kind of debut? pure or mixed animal's blood? i hope the fragrance of musk oil fool you i wonder you're very close too close till not able I forecast it Don't be angry again I've been here by your side the most lovey-dovey Let us unite in love | ||
| 15 | 2014-02-14 |
You're Very Dusty Dear...It's like there is no lonesome tonightcrying the thunder and lightning have neutralize its also very smarting but you're ever promised I forgot or you disclaim? Indeed cool but do not worry between meanders on my steep back will emerge new shoots with a natural freshness not today but in a period time please comes again next time But, I feel like still don't want to hug tonight because you're very dusty dear happy valentine among the dust | ||
| 14 | 2014-02-14 |
Love and The RumbleLove and the rumble coming togetherexplodes from the most understandable reason If you love me say it in a incomparable rumble like waves in the ocean and steep reefs don't be like a kite bird Coals of fire tempestuous increasingly inching tempt but torturing the mountain has been conquered love will continue to spew out his stomach Stay calm the mountains | ||
| 13 | 2013-11-05 |
Side To Remove Side To TieLife like a so beautiful stretchstudded charm, stars and flowers and the promise of self-growth in dark of the dark side of the human there is tears and struggles to rise up and won to grab the reins by ideals that are stacked and holy look as if is pure does not as pure of God is raven-black not as jet as anger because any will continues to play and between to remove and to tie side which side we want to stand? | ||
| 12 | 2013-10-21 |
Tired Son of NationOn whether we leanwhen the heart was torn apart? the fat men at the legislative house wearing suits with mustache the women with dog collars their sunny face like the porcelain all mouth contains a trap its smelled like cadaver is still brave ethics said? | ||
| 11 | 2013-10-21 |
The Space No Longer Sterile AnymoreI can not accompany youthough you keep asking any way my plane will take off at the moment Then he apologized For what I asked He is speechless in doubt for a reason he knew where it is absolute truth his integrity was testing Because we were misunderstanding For things sometimes confused described Our hearts like a tangled cables Twisting sense Turn off the romance How you can say I was not loyal? Then I replied him For example your plane hit the mountain and you're the only one who survived are you still dare to tell me your plane is flying? Of course not dear ... he said with worry One day when a plane flying The wind was blowing with a speed of 80 knots broadcasted by stewardess If so I said once got a chance to enter before all ended in vain give me a red rose from your flight send me a glass of wine the most sweet and a piece of white cloth White cloth? For what? To shroud you! Tell me with whom you're on jet plane! | ||
| 10 | 2013-10-19 |
DesertedDeserted friend seeking for deserted friendWho knows there is love Thus at beginning a love looking for a way through lonely Not only you're lonely I was lonely too But I had smoked lonesome till it's gas empty I'm not a person who could be invited like that doubling the loneliness then exploding it Tarnish freedom through unbridled passion will only destroy the beauty There is always regrets in the end I can not! This is not about tease of you but later on about myself is fragile Find self in beds belong other is the most depressing experience for self-control that collapsed I have the ideals, she wrap heart while you're just embrace the skin I was not able to take joy where I already knew it's secret, your heart have two purpose This is not a matter of sincerity but later on occasion utilize fragility My heart is lonely indeed Is very deserted ... Sometimes very very bitter ... Then I swallow it's gas again Yet he gone Let our hearts remain free and clean, without the lure of a superficial love that collected from deserted heart Because the love caught from deserted net will get a bit will only gets a bit | ||
| 9 | 2013-10-15 |
Is It True A Love?Love is a mixed feeling-mind that so complicated once simplefrom the joy of giving and the sorrow of taking which you collect the full credits in the spring and you release with words of apology in the autumn Shall not disclose love with words the full depth of a gaze is a sign of the presence is more than enough to defuse the flaming and restless Love that is still able to be explained by the words is not love but a hope to be abolished one day The more you spread the word the more you lost mystery of love Love will lose it's sanctity when it's secret revealed such as the Edelwise plunked, who can guarantee she will live in the shadow of hearts and hands full of love? Who have never experienced a lost when love revealed is happy creatures, however you may still have a question is it a love? Love lost the momentum like an old bench tough moving too broad to reach out love with the limited mind too pure to be felt As is love can not together Lets it is fertile in the field of heart Because love is only a concept I instead did not want to love you I lost the shape of love | ||
| 8 | 2013-10-13 |
TimeThe water is still flowingdidn't split the stone again hit the coral?.. it has been drowned by it even now it is getting to the core of the oceans what brought could not be divided again just because his origin then can distinguish the water in the leaf of taro a drop of it wetting the leaf declare a convoluted life | ||
| 7 | 2013-10-12 |
Something or SomeoneLife is so very dull if not have an idealslikes love without romance likes body without spirit about a lasting box that we dream to be somebody I want to be a pilot I want to be a doctor And included I want to be a writer But that's all of makes to be something Because of the big control in our hands Has you ever think to be a farmer? Become a farmers just rely on a lot of the power from out-self Life like a philosophy Although a pilot'll also shocked when a light blowing down his plane suddenly Although a doctor must also give up when his science inapplicable Although an author will also to stop writing when his brain comma And although a farmers will also be pensive in dry fields But farmers still can say I'm a part of this life! That what I planted is the root of my heart The farmers choosing to become someone! Then the power of currency is playing Paddies was planted without the blessing of 'Goddess Sri' Coffees was prayed to get abroad selling When the harvest time comes. .. Paddy became curly Coffee became stunted Farmer crying ... But his tears already contained dollar Since that time they're called being something Translating something or someone ... Never finish in mind | ||
| 6 | 2013-09-20 |
When Trust Someone ...In trust there is an element of riskIn trust there is an element of simplicity In trust there is an element of ignorance In trust there is an element of innocence In trust there is an element of surrender In trust there is an element of faith In trust there is an element of life In trust there is an element of disappointment In trust there is an element of all thing is good as it is In trust there is an element of empowering and developing In trust there is an element of both sides being able to see anything good and bad in oneself In trust there is an elements of tears In trust there is an element of betrayal In trust there is an element of learning In trust there is an element of sincerity In trust there is an elements of to let nature goes with his system In trust there is an freedom | ||
| 5 | 2013-09-13 |
Be YourselvesDid you know...The greatness comes from something seedy? Forgetting the past will eliminate three times Ditching the past will abolish one of the species of the Earth that made up s story in the history that gave the colors in the realm of Congratulations to have the past Congratulations to pick up the future Congratulations to be yourself today | ||
| 4 | 2013-09-10 |
If The Novel ScriptureIf the novel is scripture...It will speak more honest About bad and good If the novel is scripture... Not necessary a debate especially the blood should be spilled over centuries If the novel is scripture... Human would may be kindly Because it will debate his self | ||
| 3 | 2013-09-09 |
Today Comrade Tomorrow OpponentToday I'm plunking a sprig of rosei smell it's fragrance still like before i bring it home to accompany all attached-thoughts If I travel that's way in 100 years again does rose still grow in there? with the beauty that have been written in my mind? Could it be the sharp spines will also turn into a delicate tendrils? which wooing with tender-hearted embrace which it's natural fragrance will turn into such a bad breath which keeps spreading a lie? The rose is shouldn't be friend or foe Its fragrance will continue radiating fishing the controversy of hearts woke up a understanding from the old sense The roses are companions to the world | ||
| 2 | 2013-09-08 |
Gendewo..Are You The Real?I remembered..when passing Weleri-Sukerejo at that time, was first time will be reunited with Gendewo That's arc man! Five years passed.. The Arc man reflected by the tree they still make a line on the hill when I pass them last night they look like still challenging me tricking the mind to trust them again that one of there is Gendewo, The Arc Man that they said is still waiting for me The tears of Giharu has become the sap attached at the same time shaping a crust of stem the sound of heaven's song has vanished the green gems felt from the sky had dried up the trumpet and the piano also had gone Gendewo, I indeed never free from of you in my mind you're very wild sneaking in my heart although the book I had finished it.. even it's ending I had decided it you're still dancing in my spirit The "Sindoro Behind Sumbing" book was about you so many people begin talking you were you really existed among that's straight trees? they begin believe like I believe you become my thinking all the time I might have to make you not real Gendewo are you real? | ||
| 1 | 2013-09-08 |
Sosialis dan KapitalisSosialis lagaknya pemilik Sang Suryasinarnya akan merata tanpa membedakan si lemah senang si kuat mendongkol namun mereka sama-sama tahu sosialis telah mematikan daya kreasi alamiah manusia serendah-rendahnya untuk mendapat pelajaran bertahan Kapitalis merasa cahaya Sang Surya hanya diberi untuknya aku ada maka kau pun ada aku boleh ada kau boleh lenyap aku akan terus ada maka kau akan terus tiada namun mereka sama-sama tahu kapitalis telah membangkitkan daya kreasi alamiah manusia setinggi-tingginya untuk mendapat kenikmatan Giharu merasa bukan penikmat Sang Surya sesungguhnya ia lebih suka hujan dan kabut seperti ia menyenangi malam dan senyap seumpama rembulan tidak mungkin diterjemahkan matahari mungkin rembulanlah yang ingin ia miliki Rembulan begitu lembut, manis dan syahdu hangat menyinar datang kala malam ia berada di antara bayang-bayang nasib dan masa depan seandainya sosialis adalah matahari dan kapitalis bumi maka Giharu adalah rembulan |
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