Prasetya Utama Poems

Arjuna walked slowly to the top of the hatch train,
to the land of mist-gray sky
iron wheels of the train collided with rocks
cruising round the wheels to follow his heart troubled wanderer
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Indeed she was,
Not my servant!
'Then the who IS SHE? 'Mr. Big asked.
Gareng hobbled to lincak, sitting breath, set the answer:
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new space still be disorderly
window curtain which poke
like army flag which fail the war
chair which its spume have destroyed
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love in bent of road
dark in leafy of leaves
generating impression cusorily
and is quickly forgotten
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I minup coffee,
coconut rice breakfast,
continued smoke one stick.
She was sick.
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the bank so crowded.
Usually I am lazy,
queued in crowded.
took my pension.
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The little black bat
Flew in the night
Break through our the wall
Moving out the wall
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Mad Mariner rose in the city bus
That slowly on the road
In the crowded of city street
Heated the sleepy passengers
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The water point of November rains
This morning
Cultivated my beautiful memory
That for a long time has been stockpiled in the sin waste
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I just
To see what you want to see
To feel what you want to feel
To write what you have been seen
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