Lifted the Morning Curtain

By Lia Amalia Sulaksmi

For a moment ignore the past;
An old couple walking
Join between the rain
there are fireflies flying
Ties their hands faster and faster

For a moment forget about the present;
Leaf leaves blowing in the wind
Lowing two bodies. Of the wall is greedy moping

Contemplate for a moment the word;
Old dream shared between being and not
Between love love and sorrow.
Life melt like dancing
Greet the early morning
Evening hoping shade.

December 7, 2012
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Lia Amalia Sulaksmi. A female teacher, lives in Bandung.

Love

By Fanny Jonathans Poyk

Love the red dice that hit flush on the cheek
ran for a figure in the pseudo shadows
Love is the story structured in vague instinct about you and me
its followed the trail since the end of the previous period
Love still flushed, moaning pitifully in every niche memory
Love is the memories of past and present are often biased
in seconds stomping
Love is a fragility to always remember that no definite
Love... its pounced and poked through all wishful

September 2, 2012
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Fanny Jonathans Poyk. Lives in Jakarta.

The Jungle

By Önald Änold

the wolves scattered
chased by the dog peed
the lion laugh count the votes

:vibrant forest again, its whistle!

Pamulang, October 7, 2012
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Önald Änold. Lives in Pamulang, South Tangerang, West Java.

longing rain

By Endah W. Sucy

I was not real
Just meaningless drizzle
Falling from the sky and disappeared
My longing carried away again, somewhere
As the rain he lost
Not until you
No! Maybe you do not want me to longing again

December 8, 2012
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Endah W. Sucy. Lives in Palembang.

poems in your body

By Hang Ws

gloomy moon
you say silent poetry
I said it was normal
due to cloudy cover
drizzling night
you said it tears virgin
I said it was normal
sometimes overcast with rain
ah.. you say you do not feel
indeed due
I told you my poetry
you're too embarrassed to close ashamed
when I read
poems on your body...

Imogiri, December 2, 2012
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Hang Ws. Lives in Imogiri, East Java - Indonesia.

the night

By Kwek Li Na

You like the night
engulf myself in silence
and I never get out of your heart
since the first
magnetize my eyes

to love you;
so I did not know
my face again
all in the mind
be you

Baozhong, November 25, 2012
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Kwek Li Na. A woman poet, lives in Taiwan.

That Feeling

By Melly Syafiie

Let me enjoy it..
For a while
Let me fall asleep..
Enjoy every vibration
Inhale
Splash it on every inch of the soul and body..

After that,
Go on
It's okay

There's no tears were falling
There was the smell of sadness

But let for the last time
I shouted:
"O my soul! I love you more than you think!
Really! So!"

And I beg you, say something..

Pamulang, September 19, 2012
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Melly Syafiie. Lives in Pamulang, West Java.

Spindle

By Shinta Miranda

groundwater is often dry, dry on the branches
ground water is often wet, angry that blood
stuffy inside toward the root
absorb waste from greedy common sense

poured shower on concentrated liquid
processed particles crime
compounds lot of people forgot about
wisdom of the creation of the universe

while holding the book of books
said guidelines to live by
then kill the difference
ultimate curse of humanity

November 12, 2012
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Shinta Miranda. Woman poet, living in Jakarta.

Lover

By Wanto Tirta

lover
in the light of your moon
I was not expecting your shaded attend
I want hugging
hugging tightly
closely unshakable even though sliver

many times I call
many say ably not meet
lace while silencing
an exhausted asking

lover
in the light of your moon
I picked up your alif

30 September 2012
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Wanto Tirta. Lives in Ajibarang, West Java.

Longing Now is Silent

By Dianna Firefly

Longing now is silent. I can not reveal because you live in the mind: in dreams and fantasies. I was already damned Eros so brave as rain in June. Love is simple. Love in silence. I was only able to remember the sound of the guitar, the liberation poetry, and nights when you're with me. Without having'm looking where you're going when the heart does not stop to ask, "Where are you?"

October 24, 2012
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Dianna Firefly. Lives in Pontianak, West Kalimantan.

Flagpole

By Nun Affa

even if the irregular wave
faithful erect pole
not move
even if the flag to choose
follow the wind
away

what can be done?
nothing
just did not move straight
torn up
exhausted

October 23, 2012
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Nun Affa. Live s in Jakarta.

Disappear

By Sari Ayu Mardelina

Reading between the lines
behind the explicit

see
hidden hypocrisy
behind the mask of a smile

full as the stomach
the hunger disappear
love,,

the drum of the dancer's
said and your actions
betrayed Lakshmi
were glued awaits your presence

October 21, 2012
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Sari Ayu Mardelina. Lives in Medan.

Love

By Fanny Jonathans Poyk

Love the dice that hit flush on the cheek
ran for a figure in the pseudo shadows
Love is the story structured in vague instinct about you and me
He followed the trail since the end of the previous period
Love still flushed, moaning pitifully in every niche memory
Love is the memories of past and present are often biased
in seconds stomping
Love is a fragility to always remember that no definite
Love... he pounced and poked through all wishful

September 2, 2012
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Fanny Jonathans Poyk. Lives in Jakarta.

lover

By Wanto Tirta

lover, in the light of your moon
I was not expecting your attend shaded
I want hugging
hugging tightly
closely unshakable even though sliver

many times call again
many times not meet proficient
lace while silencing
asked an exhausted

lover,
in the light of your moon
I picked up your starting

Ajibarang, September 30, 2012
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Wanto Tirta. Lives in Aji Barang, West Java.

Silence

By Indy Maya Prameswari

He has been around the ocean
Successive sailing paper boats crowded
Although the waves rolled and scratched
Not at all he faded
Several times the fishermen say 'hello'
Net sulking as if to seduce his home
But he remained silent, silent
Because he just wanted to wander the ocean
In order to recognize the universe
That he was the strongest

Kenjeran, September 27, 2012
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Indy Maya Prameswari. Lives in Surabaya.

Terminal

By Hamzah Muhammad Al-Ghozi

We've passed here
all routes were deserted

Do you think we still
can be passed here

I imagine we do not
passed today.

Rawamangun, August 2012
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Hamzah Muhammad Al-Ghozi. Lives in Jakarta.

Waiting

By Jufry Suak

A story is created tonight.
There are no words.
just touch
and thousands of memories shaking
touched your heart longs but helpless.
We may have a distance
that always makes our bodies ache.
But we also have hope
are always pounding on the day approached.
Oh, my love far away on the island ...!

Manado, August 21, 2012

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Jufry Suak. Lives in Manado.

Your Blue Moon

By Erastus Sitompul

Let you look into the sky, far away
maybe there's a miracle for you
The blue hit the world around you, all blue and blue
through the sky

As ancient story later, in the past
when you look at me, shyly
Let the blue becomes dazed and confuse, all blue and blue
in your heart

August 31, 2012
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(Image scienceblogs.com)

Erastus Sitompul. Lives in Jakarta.

Silent Poetry

By Dianna Firefly

Counting the years with you
silence seemed so attached at the time
embrace turmoil
hiding in the creeps day

Together winds stretching
I'm looking for traces your missing
in every corner of the room
so before dusk folded days
I painted a rainbow beam can
in the quiet corner of your heart

2009

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Dianna Firefly. The woman poets in "Lingkar Puisi dan Prosa Bhinneka", lives in Pontianak.

This is my night

By Annisa Hariono

Tonight crisp with its dim ...
Was never tired of the view from my free ran...
I accompanied the pretty wicked smile the sickle ...
Embraced the night air ...
Removable solitary flowers arranged my home page ...
I took my silent hum ...
On beautiful evening ...
Together ego and dreams ...
The story for tonight ...

August 22, 2012

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Annisa Hariono. Lives in Pamulang, West Java.

twilight

By Rinaldi Xinaga

flaming wrath
with up overnight
still feels
the dark vibe

Will you come back together again twilight?
treading these lonely, lonely?
the sun has gone and gone again
Star also feel homesick
but I waited until morning twilight switch

Pontianak, 2010

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Rinaldi Xinaga. Often write poetry, lives in Pontianak.

deserted

By Joshua Igho

deserted that rule my night
In just a cynical glance
wind pass you by
lazy to send missing alerts
the beloved

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Joshua Igho. Lives in Jakarta.

On My Present

By Melly Syafiie

I was just there when you call Me,
I bring a sense of when you tasted Me,
I am with no limits of space and time..

I got into the silence,
speechless, I understand you,

about Me,
ask at your heart,
the lump holy,
which emit light of virtue,
because that's where I was on the throne..

July 3, 2012

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Melly Syafiie. Living in Jakarta.

Quiet Body

By Haris Fadhillah

This is the silence of the soul
Strip of black body
Shivered the quiet that greets
Together with the cold wind that infiltrated

This is the silence
Without noise, rhythmic breathing
Without the soothing caress the soul
Without a warm hug to embrace sports

This is the quiet

July 12, 2012

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Haris Fadhillah. Living in Jakarta.

Memories

By De Fear Destiny

Time may make us forget something previous days
But the least we do not want to forget the past
The day passed
Make us pass the time with a new sheet
Which then become the memories that could foster a new spirit

Memories are memories
Sweet memories too beautiful to be remembered
Bitter memories too hard to forget
Bitter and sweet memories That's a lesson

If yesterday was a memorable
So today is the challenge
And if tomorrow is a hope
Of course the day after a victory that got

July 24, 2012
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De Fear Destiny. From Blitar, East Java. Active in fb group Lingkar Puisi & Prosa Bhinneka.

Red Lines in Rijswijk

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"Red Lines in Rijswijk" - "Garis Merah di Rijswijk"

Author: Ilham Q Moehiddin

Synopsis:

This novel of intrigue and conflict a number of power, ideology and organization who want to formulate the shape and the way the Union Holland (an early form of Indonesia). Collaborative Nationalist-Religious, Socialist, Communist and Zion-Masonic clashing intrigue and strategy to build influence in the Indian soil. All the intrigue was pinned in Rijswijk Palace (Presidential Palace, now) in the reign of Governor-General Stachouwer.

How does the involvement of a number of senior Army Intelligence (Royal Dutch Intelligence Service) that supports Zion-Masonic, pushing the Indian as a Union-Holland, a shaft power of the Third World in the South-West Pacific (with two Netherlands Antilles: Curacao and Aruba)? How the communist mapping forces of conflict which they set in the Netherlands? Like what the plot is set in Prague Socialist? Conjunction with the Kuomintang and the Chinese Revolution? What kind of movement and position of the Nationalist-Religious which is considered a major barrier to the flow of other forces, amid strong political domination and colonial interests? As far as what information is available at Soekarno Belitong (Pacific Islands, now) the particulars that annexation between VOC and EIC. What kind of relationship Tan Malaka, Soekarno, Hatta, Sjahrir, Amir Sjarifuddin, and many other figures that flows through the experiences of the main character, Makhzam. Sjarir escape in an early morning in downtown Batavia. Then, what Makhzam romance with Sri Yanti and several other women.

Strands of the story of this trilogy novel sets in Batavia, Semarang, Solo, Makassar, Pacific Islands, Kabaena Island, Rotterdam, Egypt, Mecca, Prague, Atlantic and Japan, in the mid-1920s until 2010.

"Red Lines in Rijswijk" is the book one of the trilogy.

the naive

By Hamdan Hidayat

the naive feeling on the rise
consider two markets explored
I will got upset confused
invisibility of apathetic gaping exceeded
he leadeth start
one by one fabric that I tired
tired tired of seeing this
but helpless in whole
so tired of it
not to mention how the naive
never mind it was
because we did not bring home the trophy

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Hamdan Hidayat. Lives in Jakarta. Publisher GAP.

In a Tomb

By Haris Fadhillah

I can not remember the way home
any sign, missing
to wind the folded and
frangipani flowers in my lap
long sadness draped in a quiet, silent: suddenly felt
can not be everywhere

June 19th, 2012
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Haris Fadhilah. A writer, lives in Bandung.

swash

By Evi Manalu

You
I

Boating with longing
melancholy lapping
in the pounding roar but dumb

The moon sneaked unable to meet
With what he got
bolster the shoulder

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Evi Manalu. Lives in Jakarta.

A Sonnet of Irony

By Rbe Pramono

I breathe thy breath and sip the wine of thy lips
the flow of pain from vein then slowly drains
for love and ecstasy the wounds do slain
to roof of feelings all the memory leaps
with needled pebbled way the path does bend
leaving all the wishes to pieces to crack
and our whole world into the deepest vault to pack
a sign, the sand castle we build suddenly ends
the drops of rain bring us to the darkest chamber of mist
and thus chilled the hills with dust of flames
when I sip thy lips and drown so deep
so let us fly and get our souls twist
be the clouds with joyous grief playing the games
a flash of ages we save before we sleep

May 29th, 2012
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Rbe Pramono. A poet, lives in Yogyakarta.

Ayana Umbrella

By Evi Manalu

The wind carried the song twilight
licking scented torches in the distance the day
heart pounding blend

The wind comes again
This time a rain storm
no greeted
no shaking

Under the Ayana umbrella
there are steps that had agitated
Under the Ayana umbrella
There is a step further restless

April 27, 2012
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Evi Manalu. Lives in Jakarta.

Battle Love Serenade /9/

By Wild Dove

/9/

completed or completed are asking
submit to the prince of the night
gloom dissipates hatred smeared dowry
this is not enough to bind to the altar with a necklace
hell

i do not want to finish this vengeful longing

March 24, 2012
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Wild Dove. A woman poet, lives in Jakarta.

Battle Love Serenade /8/

By Wild Dove

/8/

Tired really been toying with age in the clutch
challenged the sky above the navel are struggling more powerful
male superiority over the remaining colors
My feeling is like prying eyes and then I smoke two seeds
to dry

My step was no longer possible to recognize sense

March 22, 2012
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Wild Dove. A woman poet, lives in Jakarta.

Small street boys

By Rbe Pramono

Husky have small feet
on the thorny road
sting of the sun on the earth's crust
blisters are no longer bold
you're running, the sweat turns climbing
squeaking wheels
Earth grimaced sore
country so far
vague angel with folded arms

Merapi, March 10, 2012
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Rbe Pramono. A poet, lives in Yogyakarta.

'Return..'

By Melly Syafiie

Tired when hit,
troubled that none brings endless..
My soul longs to find dusk..
For the sake of the burden of care rested..
For a moment, the pace..
Just to break my destiny..

I just want to..
'Return..'

*nocturnal..

Jakarta, 2012
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Melly Syafiie. Lives in Jakarta.

So..

By Melly Syafiie

Let me grow as myself,
love..

Let me glow as the sun,
Let me as the scent of jasmine,
Let me rise as doves,

Until..
I can see
able to interpret,
the other side of a path of life..
...
..

Jakarta, 2012
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Melly Syafiie. Lives in Jakarta.

Permission

By Astry Maniez

I want to gobble up
all meals
at the longing banquet we'll wait
nothing’s left

if you give permission, sweetheart?

Jakarta, October 30, 2011
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Astry Maniez. Her poems often found on social networking sites. Lives in Kendal, Central Java.

Dimming Hope

By Rbe Pramono

Gone the days, come along the nights
the wind scatters away
tranquility torn apart
so tiny pieces becomes
silence swallows 'em and leaves hollow
see bodies buried on the ground, shallow
creating red ponds in the descent hearts
no more tears
emptied by miseries
agony is the air to breathe
life and death
lost and glory
dream and reality
are but twins with a mirror between
and thine
and mine
are but invisible dust
never does it stay in hand

Gone the days, come along the nights
no border traces
no country stays
search no more,
but a dimming hope in the middle of gloom
for love is tugged from the very parlor of our hearts

Kaki Merapi, Oktober 2011
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Rbe Pramono. Lives in Yogyakarta.

I, Counting

By Wild Dove

Me and the step is one,
desire and mind are two,
instinct and ego are the three,
silent and capable is zero.

I'm in remorse that does not want to regret,
I have been counting and counting,
detailed calculations have been weighted,
count seeds that have been strung in the arrangement.

indeed, I have become good at the counter.
and,
I made a new count...

November 19, 2011
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Wild Dove. Lives in Jakarta.