Taciturn Poem by Astrajingga Asmasubrata

Women reflect on the glass front
She mumbled herself
For the lipstick and powder together
The assault time is not an equal opponent
For a number of lines at temples
Besides deterring or denying
Not knowing how to make peace with year's
While men not care about their likes
Because when love speaks
It's all a matter of giving the one
And accepting for sure
Then you should use cosmetics
As a complement to a wishful thinker
They're not want to look prettier
In the eyes of a man with destined visionless colour

(Maja,2015)

Translated By Setyowati Wulandari