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Category: Poetry
Happy New Year 2016
Would It Be
Would it be different If it weren’t you If it weren’t me If it weren’t us together Would it be … More
Under the Same Sun
So we live under the same sun where perennial plants grow far from the river’s flow But light or air … More
Follow The Sun
If corona burns in your daylight and night You trust your heart to a spectrum of light Moon and stars … More
Mekarnya Kehidupan
Menghirup bau biru Mengalirkan ke dalam jiwa Merengkuh menguasai pikiran Damai memeluk hati Ketika rasakan lagi Semilir alam membelai Sejuknya … More
Mekarnya Kehidupan
Padahal, pagi masih basah pada kuncup-kuncup angin demikian pula dingin, semarak di hutan cengkeh teduh di puncak Gunung Gamalama pada … More
Bunga di Setiap Hati Manusia
Tak ada yang berbeda ketika kehidupan berjalan Terkejar waktu dan melakukan banyak hal yang kita mau Mengakhiri malam dengan letih … More
Pelan-Pelan Rindu Tumbuh Sebagai Kunang-Kunang
Pelan pelan aku tumbuh sebagai kunang-kunang Isyarat musim tak mudah disangkal, Bi sebab hujan begitu sibuk bertiup di telingamu Menjatuhkan … More
The Desert Ride
when brightness plows the surface to its limit street’s burned by the afternoon sun and cracked by the friction of … More
Teardrop
I am a teardrop in the ocean a diamond shaped salt dissolved by the movement of waves fierce and strong … More
Poetry Prairie Lite #2
Poetry Prairie Literature Journal Ketentuan Puisi – Poetry Prairie Lite menerima puisi dengan tema yang berbeda-beda setiap periode 2 bulan … More
Flying Coffin
someone died last night a neighbor five houses away which means that death is pretty near I don’t know his … More
Halt, My Child!
How can I warn you child? Even I share the same blue tears With sky and clouds that ring the … More
Air Yang Asin, Air Yang Hilang
Aku adalah air, yang asin, seperti keringatmu Ibuku adalah batu karang, yang terjal, yang terkikis Ayahku adalah rumput laut, yang … More
Brutal
Maybe life is supposed to be brutal When you’re out of your mind When you’re forgetting every little things in … More
After Years
How vast this sky to be the pillow Over nights and wicked dreams of longing Desire, despair, desolation That burn … More
Wild Desert Hyacinth
The dense flying dusts Over years painted the sky From the wind-carved dunes Where the persistence sabkha Glowing Hyacinths among … More
Storm Facer Woman
the trembling pulse of a woman who face the storm is louder than the jingling of jewelry’s eyes that deceit … More
Mother of Roots
pitch dark soil is burying deep the cold young roots spreading to the center of the earth toward water, away … More
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