Prasetya Utama

Rookie (07-01-1949 / Kutoarjo)

Lokngha - Poem by Prasetya Utama

What properly I bridle about Lokngha
its coastal Lokngha sand to turn white
With the coiled waves
Breaking coastal lip
A group of hooded girl
Sit to gang in coastal periphery booth
Drink the young coconut water
At the same time shar the story love
In coast Lokngha
Or manufacturing plant of tidiness cement the Lokngha
What sordid its road to middle go out to sea the
to search Boat
Throwing away anchor
before at dawn
What properly I bridle about Lokngha
About foreigner cycling
Or myself
What is like foreigner
Touching tip of lip of my motherland
What will kiss
With the wet lip
By teardrops
What properly I bridle about Lokngha,
from its wellspring
drink of love.
from alcove cafe
watching million light.
From sun
from the blue sky
or from cafe
what do not I have time to enjoy the coffee drink
its aroma fragrance.
What properly I bridle about Lokngha,
if me only one clock over there

Prasetya, Friday, May 09,2008

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 9, 2008

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