Seeing flowers in the garden
But no more today
As they fade like drilled peanuts.
...
I see spotlight in a solitary room
Room where most spaces invisible
Two lights carry on against the wind
Hand-in-hand as far they can
...
When leaves start falling
there's nothing to do but to hope
that they fertilize your soils
one day
...
When I go down you catch me in
When I'm away you send a prayer
When I get lost you trace me back
When I'm asleep your angel guards
...
When droplets let your face
to smile at you
opening the new day
around new hopes
...
I think I'd better call myself a newbie in the world of poets. I like poetry writing and it is only a beginning. Here, my great expectation is to search for experience for those with greatness and integrity in writing poems. Thank you. Greeting from Indonesia!)
Going Home
Seeing flowers in the garden
But no more today
As they fade like drilled peanuts.
Smelling fragrance of tasteful manner
But that was yesterday
As they wished me to stay away
Walking on a carpet of castle-gold
But my body laid down stricking
As it is untouchable
I will see a flower behind the hill
I will smell precious fragrance down the valley
I will hug everything I can touch
Eventhough it is not the best of all
But it is the greatest achievement of all
A small world of my own and only
Where I can tip-off reality
Non of I have got in time
Which do nothing but brings me down
I've traveled so far, I've been tired
It's time to go home, to place where I belong