You don't know how much I need this, a feeling burst from a single touch a soft madness in the garden of reeds and weeds and every leftover of my brain, waiting for rain The graves of begonia petals and petunia leaves, rot slithering the light into the ground searching for signs yearning for a …
when a man loves adventures too much his soul lives outside the walls chasing waterfall that blows up to the sky O, what a world he got but when his soul is too faraway to understand your need of feet that touched the ground hunting wildflowers, then plowing the garden to watch the flowers grow so, where …
she crops her picture to intense her image the details of her long curly black hair that flowing with the wind is captivating the shade of her face is glorious shading a mystery to her presence there she wore a coat that perfectly fit her body a light brown coat that brightened her face when …
If corona burns in your daylight and night You trust your heart to a spectrum of light Moon and stars are shining yet you take another journey Where your heart grows and silently lonely Head to the west to follow the sun Giving your best to alter your eyes perspective You hate your mind's perfection …
golden gate embraces far eastern sky that meddled on faces beyond shadows, light falls down the thin line of open sky murmuring recitation, a heaven's prodigy a sacred remedy for lives that follow the path the sanity of light -Novia, June 2015-
angin menjemput debu yang dipanggang terik kabur dari tanah sunyi dan dekap bumi milyaran partikel pengisi troposfer selalu, tak dikenali waktu debu menari di atas jemari pepohonan mengetuk atap-atap rumbia semadi di kawah dan doa lembah pasrah angin menjemput dijamah surai cahaya debu tenggelam di palung samudera serupa itukah kau labur debu pada luka-luka menganga …
Sri, A woman who grew up in the middle of deciduous teak forest She was destined to live in the silence of singing land Far from prosperity that is assumed equal to a crowning gold But her heart is peaceful At the mountain pass she lives like a goddess without inscription Her face blossoms not …
Cold hearts melt before midnight Showing all true colors Unfortunately, there is no color after all It’s just a deceive, of misconception values An unbound bonding, of soulless calling What’s left is only the passing of time With no meaning after all * Panggilan Tak Berjiwa Hati dingin cair menjelang tengah malam Menampilkan seluruh warna …
i see those smiles through the glass window just like flying butterflies across the meadow i close my eyes to let the wind blows and i search for coloured pens to stroke a smile above the sorrow Novia, 2014
one day the world will end proclaim the history future’s prohibition our name will fade in extinction of existence we left the shower of tears in bottomless waterfall our hands searching in the air the pulling strings of fate toss in feathers to heaven Novia, 2014
