Poem | Number

photo by Logan Kirschner from pexels

When the number shows you the victims,
it’s not like a dark joke of this century
how about the hidden case?

When the number tells you to stay,
missing your normal day
did you realize that you always have a place to come back?

When the number is not only a statistic,
but also a tragedy,
why do I still see the death of humanity?

Yogyakarta, April 14th, 2020-07.29 p.m.

*) Hopefully the Covid-19 pandemic will pass soon. Stay safe and healthy, guys!


Poem | Living Corpse

“If this can no longer resonate,
no longer make my heart vibrate
Then like this may be how I die my first death
But, if that moment’s right now, right now…”

-BTS on Black Swan-

Is there anything scarier than the death itself?
Only if you think that the death is scary
This soul is still in my body
Returned when I woke up
“The new day is coming your way”

“How can you continue your journey without compass?”
“Tell me your destination”
“Tell me what you want”

Your choice, your reasons of all the options

Why are you just silent?
Why do you stare blankly?
My heart pulse almost stop
Leaving me in a shock
Imagining of the worst scenario
Later, I realize that you’re not sinking in a trance
Someone, please tell me
that I don’t talk to a living corpse

Yogyakarta, April 9th, 2020-09.13 a.m.

Poem | I Speak Through My Soul

“Can you imagine a world without voice?”


I’m not going to tell you about how it feels when being locked in a dark room alone

Everyone knows. Although some of them are brave enough. Some people can’t stay still, dying of fear.


Even you shut my mouth or cut my throat, the truth is unveiled.

An unspoken one, mystery, whatever it says.

Do we need an explanation?


If I have to tell you everything, you won’t be able to know the meaning of my gaze.

Then my love won’t be the same. And my words are nothing.

Till you let me to speak through my soul

Yogyakarta, April 7th, 2020-01.12 p.m.

Poem | Court of Boredom

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In this empty room,

missing every routine

hoping for the day of execution

the day that you’ve always been waiting for


If there were court of boredom, would you like to sue him for murder accusation or ease the lawsuit?

Cause why didn’t you avoid him to enter your room?

Why didn’t you fight him back?

Instead of do nothing

Yogyakarta, April 5th, 2020-07.42 p.m.