I plunk at a beach,
silence herein,
I am, bit by bit,
shredded by winds
...
An evening walk,
just after both of us talked.
I walked her home afterward,
through a breezy boulevard.
...
Holding hands,
beach's white sands,
an evening walk,
an overnight talk,
...
I sit before a frame
It's empty and it's not the same
Picture there is none
Better if there's one
...
Hello, Honey
how have you been?
I know I can't be near,
would you just forgive me?
...
The love today,
is it what we try to find?
Does the world force us to fight?
Does it feel right
...
That day,
when no one's there,
I stand at that street.
Engulfed by the morning breeze,
...
With my point and middle fingers
I cut off the thread
of cynical hatred and
of thwarted revenge
...
He's alone
singing a song
so sad
he's cursing like mad
...
heart is an egg
waiting to hatch
saved in a nest
cared at best
...
first word is 'hello'
that it writes me
the following are so mellow
so sad, so heartily
...
night sky I stare at
'ends, now it ends'
i murmur and be still
be silent and tranquil
...
He dragged his feet behind her,
from a heaven where they were
since everything did fail,
in this erroneous fairy tale..
...
As a leave dropped on his forehead
his vision was simply led
by a carriage on a dusty road
carried a splendor hidden by a coat
...
Love is a language
shouted so hard
or whispered softly
by a lover's heart
...
An orange photograph
painted on the sky
a canvas far and high
my thought then flies
...
he started to drag
his feet, his luck
in the carriage was a princess
he was no more, no less
...
dear friends,
how's your life?
it's been a while since I heard you laughed,
I, sometimes, dream of us so clearly,
...
A student in a literature department of a city in Indonesia.. A lover of beauty, rhyme, words, and thought.. A struggling soul in a wave of changes and the revolving earth... A flying aimless kite searching for an answer.. A broken winged being with a mind and a imagination..)
A Betrayed Tree
Dance,
these boughs and branches
sway,
revelry at the midday,
sun,
hates me and hides behind
the rain
love I have, I grow is in vain
but my leaves,
my bark are still strong enough to live
so me dance,
a heartbreak to fight against
dance,
my bending boughs and branches,
dance,
on my own roots, I can still stand..