Ida Mustazir

Rookie (20 October 1987 / Jakarta)

Perpetual Youth - Poem by Ida Mustazir

drug me some noble notions
over elaborate, impractical illusions
guided by the list of missing people
to a dart field where I fail to hit reason
making passage through epochs of decadence
striding every world's corner, schemes redesigned
mountain of dead papers not so care about dead trees
yearning for myths, proud catch
I am the three-legged in sphinx's riddle
with the dispelled earth crawling under my barefoot
so alive, so immune to establishment
with fever in my soul I'm in a healthier shape
I haven't gone too far this is only a certain altitude
a venture to the empty road knows where
adopted by evil God king angels that are born with dignified vices
named after the Goddess of Youth
total curse to the old tired expired justice
everyone acts like me but I can't picture them
it's not enough to be just a single person
ignoring the luxuriously poor splendours
every tightened fist smells honey milk sugar gold

23 September 2006
(nothing's actually wrong when you're young)

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 24, 2009

Poem Edited: Sunday, July 27, 2014


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