Poem: A Letter from The Future

You can do and pray for the best
But, don’t think too much
I can or can’t be yours
Depends on how destiny unites us
I can sense you worries from afar
But, I can’t tell you more than I know
If He still gives you time, let’s be friend
If He gives you the last call, then it’s the best for you

Sincerely yours,

Your future

Friday night, before sleep

Poem: A Letter from The Past

Please, be kind to yourself
Stop looking for me
Once or twice is okay
Maybe you miss me

Or just want to take a lesson
But, don’t forget to leave soon
Cause I’m no longer your companion
Don’t you dare to bring me to your today and tomorrow
If you don’t let me go, then I’ll be your burden

Sincerely yours,

Your past

Friday afternoon

Poem: I Want to Love You for One More Time

Have you ever thought why I blocked your number?
I hope you’ll find the answer and stop calling or texting
But, you don’t get it
I’m frustrated

Guess who’s the real simp?
Who can’t move on?
I used to think that it was me
I asked myself: “was it feeling or a well? how could it be so deep?”

I want to love you for one more time
For the sake of a reason to wake up every morning
Or why I should dress up and smile more
But, I realized that you look like my mistakes that I don’t want to repeat

August 9th, 2022

Poem: Born

My poem was born from words’ womb
My words were born from imagination
My imagination was born from observation
My observation was born from curiousity

They’re born without father
and don’t need him
But, they have mother
who will always love and take care of
so that they can grow up: bigger, higher, wilder
and at the same time: killer (if they could be)

August 4th, 2020

Time Not to Fall in Love

photo by Karolina Grabowska from pexels

We don’t need too much time to know each other’s name
Knowing each other’s stories are different cases
Even we parted and created our own path
We’ve been together at the same line

Now you’re fine
Having a better life without me there
Don’t worry, I’m doing good here
Live my life to the fullest

We never know when we meet our fate
You’re with her
And I’m with someone else
Just take it slow
Follow His scenario
And for some reasons, it’s not a sin to choose to not fall in love

April 18th, 2022

Poem | Pain Cemetery

photo by Ivan Samkov from pexels

To whom should I sell this pain?
Maybe I could get a healing as an exchange
But, no one wants to buy
Although I gave the lowest price
Still no one wants
They said, “Don’t you know that we have the same pain as yours? We have too much” (while pointing at their chest)

I stopped selling or offering my pain
I’ll keep it, here and there
Based on its timeline
And in a place where it should be : the cemetery that I built in my mind

November 19th, 2021

Poem | A Letter to The Old Me

image by Free-photo from pixabay

My dear, you know that sky isn’t always blue
rain doesn’t always bring the rainbow
and wind can turn into the tornado
but, you’re always able to go through

My dear, there’s no perfect past
so is the present and future
As long as you did your best
failure shouldn’t be your regret

My dear, I’m sorry for my mistreatment
I’m sorry for every emotion I bottled up
All I want was just hold back my tears
so no one knew that I’ve cried

My dear, whoever hurt or left any scars
let them pay the debts
Pity on them who threw a gem for a gravel
You deserve the best
Better than they ever gave

October 22, 2021 – the best day of the week

Poem | Lone Wolf

photo by Federico Di Dio photography on Unsplash

They say I’m lonely
going alone everywhere
without group of peers
or a man whom I date with

They took pity on me
thinking that my life is so unlucky
for not having friends
or someone who stands by my side

Yeah, please, keep talking about that shit
keep your shallow thinking to yourself
cause we’re so unwell trained to see what unseen
an amateur to dive in to the meaning

Call me a lone wolf if you want
a member who’s outcasted of the pack
cause of her flaws
which is not cool enough to stay in, even be their shadows

I’m a lone wolf
who defeat the loneliness alone
who reject to be the shadow
who won’t bow down to any expectation

October 14th, 2021-time when I feel the most powerful to make my day

Poem | Moonlight

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Let’s go out and move our body
following the rhythm of welcome dance
greeting the night with warm embrace

We have enough time to play
enjoying the view that’s not too dark like usual
Let’s laugh together
till the bedtime story come
or a lullaby is sung

Take me go outside this room
to sing and dance under the full moon
Let my bare feet touch the ground
just run and run, since tomorrow is the day off

Under the moonlight,
my eyes will capture its allure
while my mind still call back the memories of childhood

October 10th, 2021

[Lyrical Prose] Listen to Our Homeland’s Mourn

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(1)

This is our homeland. One of God’s masterpiece, home of world hundreds active volcanoes; long stretch of coastline from the west to the east; heaven of tropical rainforest, various species of exotic animals and plants.

(2)

Here, we stand to welcome the sun. Surrender ourselves to the morning for the sake of new hopes.
“We’re born and die here”.

(3)

Our homeland is a piece of paradise. Mountains become the upstream of rivers and tributaries that flows happiness and life. Seeds that we sown, grow thousand grains of goodness. Human use it to support their lives.

(4)

But, our homeland is exchanged with money. Capital owners and deceitful politicians suck the citizens blood.

(5)

Mining’s everywhere, dredge up bowels of the earth. Sea and river polluted by mercury and plastic. Fishes are die. Our lungs filled with pollution.

(6)

Trees roots are not strong enough to handle the water flows. Forests are gone, converting to oil palm plantation. The villas stand tall on top of the hill, swallowing ecological areas.

(7)

When the rain comes so often, everything’s float off and die, swept away by the flood. Left pain and sorrow that will be recorded in our memory.

(8)

Our motherland endures her pain, due to the ungrateful behaviour of her children. intelligent human beings that never use their brain. Feels like the one who can take a control while they’re just souls that full of greed.

Sept 20th, 2021