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.
The collection of Note's from me and all of my friends... and Whoever.... That's it.....
Apr 25, 2013
Apr 17, 2013
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.
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.
Apr 9, 2013
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.
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.
Apr 3, 2013
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.
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.
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