By Dian Candra Andriana
It's the same
I also forgot
Spell the name that has become the story
It becomes amnesia
When age gnawing twilight
March 17, 2015
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Dian Candra Andriana. Lives in Jakarta.
Mar 20, 2015
Feb 5, 2015
Sunlight Bowl
By Al Mutadid
Little wonder
The plate of the footballer,
"How can linger on a bench spare?"
As it was me
Want to burst!
February 3, 2015
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Al Mutadid. Lives in Jakarta.
Little wonder
The plate of the footballer,
"How can linger on a bench spare?"
As it was me
Want to burst!
February 3, 2015
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Al Mutadid. Lives in Jakarta.
Jan 3, 2015
Dec 29, 2014
Silent
By DE Priasz
No need to speak where people
will come to an end, let it all flow
Fate is the silence of each
No need to also talk morals, your god is dead
Always there are sadness verses everynight
It was not your day, but my days.
December, 27, 2014
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DE Priasz. Lives in Jakarta.
No need to speak where people
will come to an end, let it all flow
Fate is the silence of each
No need to also talk morals, your god is dead
Always there are sadness verses everynight
It was not your day, but my days.
December, 27, 2014
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DE Priasz. Lives in Jakarta.
Dec 2, 2014
the twilight woman collector
By Olan Sanseviera
her way so hurry. unite anxiety with anxiety wrapped sake of plastic bottles
her face had been born as a trail of thousands of distance, along cibubur kranggan.
her eyes look so sharp. sharp injuries on the back of this road
Cibubur, East Jakarta, December 2013
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Olan Sanseviera. Lives in Cilodong, West Java, Indonesia.
her way so hurry. unite anxiety with anxiety wrapped sake of plastic bottles
her face had been born as a trail of thousands of distance, along cibubur kranggan.
her eyes look so sharp. sharp injuries on the back of this road
Cibubur, East Jakarta, December 2013
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Olan Sanseviera. Lives in Cilodong, West Java, Indonesia.
Nov 23, 2014
In the name of God
By Weni Suryandari
goodnight lonely
I sorrow in your heart
towns smell of corpses,
greedy and religious war
all in the name of god
Jakarta, November 21, 2013
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Weni Suryandari. Lives in Jakarta.
goodnight lonely
I sorrow in your heart
towns smell of corpses,
greedy and religious war
all in the name of god
Jakarta, November 21, 2013
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Weni Suryandari. Lives in Jakarta.
Jan 13, 2014
rain this time
By Olan Sanseviera
rain this time bringing my creeps on
the streets were flooded.
vehicle queues extending hinted
the rain drops has spawned
thousands of sad faces filled
anxiety.
2014
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Olan Sanseviera. Lives in Cilodong, West Java, Indonesia.
rain this time bringing my creeps on
the streets were flooded.
vehicle queues extending hinted
the rain drops has spawned
thousands of sad faces filled
anxiety.
2014
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Olan Sanseviera. Lives in Cilodong, West Java, Indonesia.
Dec 26, 2013
quiet
By Vicky Zulkifli Rauf
occasionally settle down in a quiet
so you think how wisdom
all forms of meetings
all kinds of separation
and let your tears be a river
irrigate the dried chest cavity
too old suffering from a sense
ended with no meaning
occasionally drop by in silence
though a moment
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Vicky Zulkifli Rauf. Living in Jakarta.
occasionally settle down in a quiet
so you think how wisdom
all forms of meetings
all kinds of separation
and let your tears be a river
irrigate the dried chest cavity
too old suffering from a sense
ended with no meaning
occasionally drop by in silence
though a moment
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Vicky Zulkifli Rauf. Living in Jakarta.
Nov 22, 2013
Blowing
By Nani Mariani
Suppose, we're not in the different places
I did not hurt by the soil,
"Ahhhhh ...," you are so sweet there,
I struggled voiceless
November 22, 2013
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Nani Mariani. Lives in Australia.
Suppose, we're not in the different places
I did not hurt by the soil,
"Ahhhhh ...," you are so sweet there,
I struggled voiceless
November 22, 2013
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Nani Mariani. Lives in Australia.
Sep 18, 2013
In That Valley I Waiting For You
By Ilham Pujangga
Twilight increasingly fall to the ground
Soon the night writhing merrily
My boat silent motionless
Desolate snowy canyons
I picked up the sounds of frogs
That singging accompany my soul
Singing hum the longing
That spill all upset
In that valley I waiting for you
With the time that rolling
Your eyes that gleaming
Anesthetize the entire body
In that valley I waiting for you
Until no longer starry night
September 11, 2013
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Ilham Pujangga. Lives in Jambi, Sumatra.
Twilight increasingly fall to the ground
Soon the night writhing merrily
My boat silent motionless
Desolate snowy canyons
I picked up the sounds of frogs
That singging accompany my soul
Singing hum the longing
That spill all upset
In that valley I waiting for you
With the time that rolling
Your eyes that gleaming
Anesthetize the entire body
In that valley I waiting for you
Until no longer starry night
September 11, 2013
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Ilham Pujangga. Lives in Jambi, Sumatra.
Aug 16, 2013
Salute
By Lara Prasetya
i am certainly thankful
and not forget to kiss
your back fingers
heat exchange each other
ah now
intimate
me
August 16, 2013
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Lara Prasetya. Lives is Banjar Jungut, West Kalimantan.
i am certainly thankful
and not forget to kiss
your back fingers
heat exchange each other
ah now
intimate
me
August 16, 2013
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Lara Prasetya. Lives is Banjar Jungut, West Kalimantan.
Aug 9, 2013
Plasmatorium Longing
By Ribut Achwandi
cutting the lush misses
I sent sms to news
ah, how short distant past
but my room remain within
awake here
growing longing again
in front of the plasma screen
full staring at your face
stored behind the machine
space and time passer
July 21, 2013
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Ribut Achwandi. Lives in Pekalongan.
cutting the lush misses
I sent sms to news
ah, how short distant past
but my room remain within
awake here
growing longing again
in front of the plasma screen
full staring at your face
stored behind the machine
space and time passer
July 21, 2013
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Ribut Achwandi. Lives in Pekalongan.
Aug 2, 2013
boxes
By Sofyan Adrimen
we were placed in glass boxes are cracked
then our hair colored with flames
after that I saw their smiles higher
away, the higher away leaving us
...
July 20, 2013
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Sofyan Adrimen. A poet, lives in Semarang, Central Java.
we were placed in glass boxes are cracked
then our hair colored with flames
after that I saw their smiles higher
away, the higher away leaving us
...
July 20, 2013
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Sofyan Adrimen. A poet, lives in Semarang, Central Java.
Jul 26, 2013
Looks Like My Poem
By Siamir Marulafau
The poem you recite looks beautiful as mine
Whenever I feel so as to call the meaning
Makes me sometimes sad since the begining
I know that is the poem
The poem you recite seems to be as I write
It provides me precious wherever I travel by
The sound seems pretty, touch every where
I travel by,not one deny
The poem seems to be my life
Inseparable from the thought I gain
It looks like what you think so
The poem beautiful, creation of man's tought
July 22, 2013
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Siamir Marulafau. Lives in North Sumatra.
The poem you recite looks beautiful as mine
Whenever I feel so as to call the meaning
Makes me sometimes sad since the begining
I know that is the poem
The poem you recite seems to be as I write
It provides me precious wherever I travel by
The sound seems pretty, touch every where
I travel by,not one deny
The poem seems to be my life
Inseparable from the thought I gain
It looks like what you think so
The poem beautiful, creation of man's tought
July 22, 2013
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Siamir Marulafau. Lives in North Sumatra.
Jul 19, 2013
Step
By Moh. Ghufron Cholid
No longer met
Signs that you mark
Tread I've ever read
No longer present greet
Recurring storm
Tell a hectic day
Recurring deserted, share meaning
Life is not waiting, but moving forward
July 10, 2011
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Moh. Ghufron Cholid. Lives in Madura.
No longer met
Signs that you mark
Tread I've ever read
No longer present greet
Recurring storm
Tell a hectic day
Recurring deserted, share meaning
Life is not waiting, but moving forward
July 10, 2011
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Moh. Ghufron Cholid. Lives in Madura.
Jul 12, 2013
I Did Not Hear
By Boedi Ismanto SA
I did not hear
a lot of people crying in the night
time. but once
the morning arrived
you were even able to see
tears falling
on the phone or screen
March 9, 2013
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Boedi Ismanto SA. The poets.
*1 - one poem of 1000 poem in "1000 POETRY FOR THE SKY"
I did not hear
a lot of people crying in the night
time. but once
the morning arrived
you were even able to see
tears falling
on the phone or screen
March 9, 2013
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Boedi Ismanto SA. The poets.
*1 - one poem of 1000 poem in "1000 POETRY FOR THE SKY"
Jul 5, 2013
Sweetheart
By Sofyan Adrimen
o ... you are my deserted,
I propose you from the wind twigs
May 19, 2013
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Sofyan Adrimen. Lives in Yogyakarta.
o ... you are my deserted,
I propose you from the wind twigs
May 19, 2013
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Sofyan Adrimen. Lives in Yogyakarta.
Jun 21, 2013
Rain in June
By Evi Manalu
only now I get to make sense of the rain,
talking similar the wind greeted
this heat is too long
far from sign of going to rain
Rain ... did you say over there
It was me who raining you with longing
June 9, 2013
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Evi Manalu. Lives in Jakarta.
only now I get to make sense of the rain,
talking similar the wind greeted
this heat is too long
far from sign of going to rain
Rain ... did you say over there
It was me who raining you with longing
June 9, 2013
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Evi Manalu. Lives in Jakarta.
rain
By Cut Dini Desita
:for H
Suddenly I swept away, all sense of soluble
And must fold the dream into your pocket
on the front porch we plan farewell
while waiting for the rainy season slowly asleep
while the rain has not yet stopped
let's stay and complete our pending poetry
June 17, 2013
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Cut Dini Desita. Lives in Banda Aceh.
:for H
Suddenly I swept away, all sense of soluble
And must fold the dream into your pocket
on the front porch we plan farewell
while waiting for the rainy season slowly asleep
while the rain has not yet stopped
let's stay and complete our pending poetry
June 17, 2013
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Cut Dini Desita. Lives in Banda Aceh.
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