Imam Setiaji Ronoatmojo Poems

The door is a way-out
Only if behind
closed doors
And seek the key
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Portrait moorings
Weather memories
Upon the lips, it's no wonder
Attached to the wall glass
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There is no word-said
that it was
All I heard it
not only a breeze
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Stone like a wound
Stone being thrown into the water
He lurketh for a long time
But the stone like the sound of pardon
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Pagi menggeliat hening
Membawa sekeranjang
hasil berkebun
Melewati jalan-jalan sunyi
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There shaking hands
Touching the blue
Wide
Boats anchored
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Sleeping on the ocean memories
Floating in between pieces
of continents
That melting in your mind
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Awan yang melingkupi
Jiwa yang ditumbuk
Padi menjadi beras
Dan gabah bertaburan
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'Kesetiaan', itu terucap lirih
Saat orang- orang pergi ke mall
Membeli sepatu baru
Ia tetap setia jadi pengesol sepatu
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rikala asta tinampa lumebaring margi
kasunyatan namung pangalamunan
kawiyak dumununging sukma
sekar sakmemba kaulung
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