swarm of voices in your tongue hurled down to your throat and reside in your lung you speak your reading as soft as hurricane All the words are yours let me keep the hums wandering before I sleep without a word soft and soulful echoed on the aisle inner light of heart -------------------- Semua Kata …
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How can I warn you child? Even I share the same blue tears With sky and clouds that ring the earth So do you hear the angel's call? Let me tell you my child That life itself has the deepest secret Beneath the volcanic crater Of a calm mountain inside man's chest I have my …
Maybe life is supposed to be brutal When you're out of your mind When you're forgetting every little things in life When you show your peculiar stupidity When you throw your unconvincing reasons When you feel that your fear is closer than your own skin Then you try to hide your fear, but instead you're …
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-
As the sky gets darker in your eyes How beautiful the color changes in your waking days The sky turns grey but light grows in you I recall every image of fiery leaves that keep falling to the ground As I burn in those memories of you Before night comes too early Soothing smile gleams …
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 …
go write a song, a story or poem after rain, after storm or after life for tears that we cannot hold back for years that we paint with dark lay here, honey maybe you think too much feel the hiss of soft air through the window in your eyes it's not about something …
over horizon lies the dark snowforest of moss-covered taiga lightening old decaying lichens where the sphere of krummholz are chiselled by white icing wind, sparse year after year the perishing sunset before windy night perpetuates the sway of wind on a long conversation with clouds dancing freely dancing merrily silverish fur glows upon the …
the wind is whispering about all memories that should have been kept carefully inside the heart, wild dreams will cross over the cliff or stumble at endless road causing pain inside his heart, so stop now Novia, 2015
sky flowers are blooming after midnight becoming ashes becoming dusts, prayers are blooming after midnight flying to the seventh sky lights of the heart, blooming souls altered by prayers deeds and heart unite a new world *
