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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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"

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.

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.

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.

The Sea

By Sofyan Adrimen

float in the far-reaching
always broke every time I grasp
to you

...

June 12, 2013
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Sofyan Adrimen. Lives in Central Java.

Lost

By Sitok Srengenge

today
a wiseman
write a freedom lyrics
that he dreamed yesterday

tomorrow morning
he will sing
a freedom lyrics
that he wrote today

day after tomorrow
he wanted to paint freedom
which he sang the morning
that he wrote today
that he dreamed yesterday

The next day
he did not paint
not sing
do not write
even
not daydream

he lost
until
today

1997
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Sitok Srengenge. A poet.

Morning Reading By Dew

By Wanto Tirta

morning reading by your dew
heart feels light
cool down in the booth time
sense of luminous
opening page
write love with coolness

increasingly dive
feels right
really truth

increasingly embrace
feels right lovingly

April 28, 2013
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Wanto Tirta. Lives in Central Java.

Sketch without Ink

By Augustinus Abraham

I open the rice hood
there is a screams hungry echoed
then I closed again

I open the fridge
no demonstrators sounds tearing capitalist brands
then I closed again

I turn on the tv
there is an artists and photo model fuck by the politicians
then I turn off the tv

I went outside the home
watching the concrete muscles of the capital city arm wrestling
ignoring the inconsequential leader's speech

:then I burn another cigarette

Rawamangun, May 12, 2011
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Agustinus Abraham. Lives in Jakarta.

Kala Bendu

By Regi Sastra Sena

In this country...
On dry land, a bird pecked the rocks
Turns up to be fired

In this country...
On dry land, a fish swimming in the sand
Until sahara into ocean

Denpasar, May 1, 2013
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Regi Sastra Sena. Lives in Denpasar.

The Twilight

By Eni Meiniar Gito

Range ocean flavor
Stretching white froth
Our wet air on the shoreline
Hugs tightly linking waves
While still tasted salty
Gulls and fir pay off all of the longing

April 27, 2013
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Eni Meiniar Gito. Lives in Bengkulu.

Pink over Jasmine

By Iwan Simatupang


(To Sitor Situmorang)

There was blood leak
Of care over jasmine
One and only one

There is a growing jasmine
In the kiss of the sea with the desert
Far so far away

Frozen blood
Jasmine wilt
Poultice glaze

There magpie on cactus
There is a cactus in the heart
There chirping spiked

Silent and only silent

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Iwan Simatupang. The poet.

Until My Heart Thrilled

By Sonny H. Sayangbati

Whisper something in my ear
tell the truth
I'm glad to hear it
although many jointed-books

Even harder
do not like dwarves
even the birds were heard
until my heart thrilled

15 April 2013
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Sonny H Sayangbati. Lives in Jakarta.

After The Evening Prostration

By Dharmawan Pawitra

Besides my childs bed
When a self-prostration night
I found a white light moon
infiltrate through the ventilation holes
walls envelop their hearts
as soft colored power
Power of love, power fondly
While the children still asleep
After my evening prostration complete
I kissed cheeks and their little hands
last time I stroked their hair
as proof of the love of a father
from the simple bottom of the hearts
I love God, I love my children
Universe was quiet and calm

Early April 2013
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Dharmawan Pawitra. Lives in Yogyakarta.

bridge

By Sofyan Adrimen

This bridge is so smooth
smooth as a whisper in the tip of the tongue
and sharp cut tangled,
whole distance with you
of each of the strands of hair

March 23, 2013
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Sofyan Adrimen. A poet, lives in Central Java.

Twilight at the Coffee Shop

By Vicky Zulkifli Rauf

twilight has just passed
we release our longing each other
about a week confined by time
then tell the story, company by the coffee milk
Of course, the next time we meet
I wait for the new story
piece of memory from you

March 26, 2013
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Vicky Zulkifli Rauf. Lives in Jakarta.

Mister City

By Abe DF

I saw him standing
Under the proclamation figure sculpture
Cremate himself a hero without meaning

As black mesh surrounded the city
The birds are reluctant to perch
In the branches of a dead faint canary

: Does the wind not being touched your heart?

February 28, 2013
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Abe DF. Living in Jakarta.

About Sea

By Eni Meiniar Gito

Coming and going
about waves play froth
Just roll up,
Rolled into the recesses of the soul
Always so well about you

February 25, 2013
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Eni Meiniar Gito. Lives in Bengkulu.

Page of Hope

By Mustahari Sembiring

I hugged my beliefs
Although this route overlay doubt
Because the limits of lust and insolence encouragement difficult to understand
Interrupted breathing sighs heart

I'm not going back to the past
Although homesick waiting
I drew it would alpha

My sweetheart
Let's catch up on a pace
realizing a dream

Jatinangor, February 15, 2013
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Mustahari Sembiring. Lives in Jatinagor, West Java.

female

By Hang Ws

I'm in the frame of you
not quite satisfied when you saw
wild intercourse within you
create a conspiracy with time
when the fulfillment of the treated

I was in my nature
not quite ornate appearance
for myself
miscellaneous I should not carry
forced to installed on my face

and you
very busy
the conspiracy of lust from you
even in waiting for the fulfillment
have you raped me
through your mind

January 27, 2013
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Hang Ws. Lives in Bantul, Yogyakarta.

What Is?

By Zie Sastragudarabramanta

if we are under a foreman inked paper
or death shrouded flags
not at all we stand for?

January 2013
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Zie Sastragudarabramanta. Lives in Bandung.

Me and you in slices

By Handoko F Zainsam

I am me, and half of you
You are you and half of me
So me and you created
Being we are in a slice

Jakarta, February 2010
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Handoko F Zainsam. The writer.

The face was etched into the rain

By Yanwi Mudrikah

1
The face was etched into the rain
Together wind breeze
:are often destroyed my soul

2
This time, the drizzle would be etched into beautiful
As the rain last december
:become your face

August 2011
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Yanwi Mudrikah. Lives in Purwokerto, Central Java.

Rain in the City of Atlas

By Rara Sarasva

Rain always brings nostalgic
In the black puddles in your town halls
On the night of the week is always interrupted by time
In the arms that carries bitterness
In the tears that I always disguised by granules rain
And the heart is lost by uncontrolled anger.

December 10, 2012
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Rara Sarasva. Lives in Semarang, Central Java.