night, whether it's still tinkling piano? dancing fingers tracing a history of longing, love that very closely, what was addressed, you
night, whether the hand was still dancing to the beat of a rhythmic way, like a drizzle, to make you sad
night, where they will quickly dream dreams full of rhythm, fragrant and fragrant hue longing, in space empty space
night, the memories always come suddenly, like dejavu you bring me word called poetry
night, I greet you like the dew that slowly transformed the quiet, so clear, in the flower bud
tonight, let you stay silent, at the top still, quiet poetry of the most poetic, quiet songs that most songs, music dwells most music
night, like the shadow of death, so longing for tears? Rub of the very beautiful eyes
night, I heard the rustling of paper, the soft voice, so softly tinkling piano, chiming guitars so raucous, percussion that sliced heart. may be worried?
night, dark and black metaphors, little light and there, lying in a dream
night, where do you store all the recalls? in doubt, or song in the hunt missed wednesday? your love is sweet
night, what memories color? a dark black, or blue sky. whether it was missed?
night, love passing on the timeline, as there is a wait. maybe you, sing in the quiet time
Malang, 19 November 2010
Rabu, 22 Desember 2010
Is Time
is the time to ring
until poem filter
is a dream catch
to seagrass surrender
is chest beating
to quiet the rowdy
are you calling
until I found
why did you miss the poetry that is not also miss you
why did you miss the poem is a poem not too long for
yourself
similar miss moon lit night owl
why did you miss the poem is a poem not too long for
yourself
same time never wait
why did you miss the poem is a poem not too long for
yourself
similar adventurers who do not bother you barking
why did you miss the poem is a poem not too long for
yourself
I like the hunt was also met
myself
a fairy tale Sisiphus for Ook
sisiphus I say roll all morning to night on the streets of the capital. but I'm happy, but I'm happy. I hear there is a speed like tears in the jar poetry.
jug of poetry for the sake of a sip until your tears keteguk ingrained in my poem pulse tonight
because I have incarnated sisiphus roll all morning to night here. but I'm lonely, but I'm lonely
and I gulped a jug of poetry, until .....
jug of poetry for the sake of a sip until your tears keteguk ingrained in my poem pulse tonight
because I have incarnated sisiphus roll all morning to night here. but I'm lonely, but I'm lonely
and I gulped a jug of poetry, until .....
earth air fire water
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show me where I am and poetry are. whether missed each other. you know?
show me where I am and poetry are. whether missed each other. you know?
And
and soul which are volatile memories that boil
until cooked on the stove poetry
your soul
until the time the train heaved a dream to any infinite
breath
until cooked on the stove poetry
your soul
until the time the train heaved a dream to any infinite
breath
Twenty-Four Third Year
; ns
what do you remember
maybe death is increasingly approaching
pointing clockwise
stab to the chest busy
how many impressions you have made
to arrive at the address
lap time over and over again
spinning into the early start so
will you look up
or bowed lose
for thus life
give meaning to who you do not understand
for thus life
something that is difficult to understand you
and you want to give meaning
July, 2007
Life which we are grateful
; kh
life in which we live, we are thankful for life
with laughter or tears
immerse themselves in the infinite love love
that we give life meaning, life that we are thankful for
with exuberant laughter or tears
sow love into the chest of light
life in which we live, we are thankful for life
with like or injury
search traces his love
only, for the love of god
Advice Poem For Children
to my daughter: Cahaya Hastasurya
dear dear dear child
great is not forgotten memory of childhood
dear dear dear child
not forgetting the advice to pray
pray pray dear child
day and night the morning and evening
pray pardon my dear mother's father
for life felt relieved
this is the poem for you darling
for life is calm
this is advice for you dear
as the poem finds sang
Malang, August 2007
dear dear dear child
great is not forgotten memory of childhood
dear dear dear child
not forgetting the advice to pray
pray pray dear child
day and night the morning and evening
pray pardon my dear mother's father
for life felt relieved
this is the poem for you darling
for life is calm
this is advice for you dear
as the poem finds sang
Malang, August 2007
Poems Makrifat
Write a poem never finished
Because less than poetry in makrifat
Write a poem never finished
Because not until the word on the nature
How do I count myself would survive
If the poem does not reach the address
How do I count the greatest poem
If da'eef himself in front of the all-powerful
How to reach the essence of self
If no power of ourselves to take the Shari'a
What about yourself will reach the Shari'a
If negligent life digest paragraph
This poem makrifat
Advised not to curse myself
Malang, August 22, 2007
HOPLA!
I picked up debris poetry
of all recalled
looming
I picked up debris words
from all the laughter
the wound
Is this jigsaw puzzle
count letter
in anagram fate
hopla! Who is dancing?
Metaphor
is your dreams
caught in the branches of the words
and people call it poetry
is the dew that hangs suddenly
in eyelid
your pen never stopped dancing
because, you are .....
Personification of the Sun, Rain, Power Pole
give me a poem, you said one time. lazy sun to hear your words, he immediately went into his night. and the rain suddenly poured cold anger at your head, while shouting: this is poetry. electricity poles were laughing, maybe it's funny: the poet asked for poetry.
poetry? where presumably. possible that the poem is sick and dying. so he never came. as before, knocking on the window was not the night during the evening was not dawn.
give me a poem, you say. to whom. something or other.
I Abide In
I was staying in
words
hush silent in
words
sit in silence
words
http://nanangsuryadi.web.id
At Last A knock
on the last beat
in odd fonts
you know
dream did not end well
http://nanangsuryadi.web.id
in odd fonts
you know
dream did not end well
http://nanangsuryadi.web.id
Maybe You want To Write
maybe you want to write,
about the time range
where I and you, kissing
maybe you want to write,
anxiously waiting time
where I and you, missed calls
maybe you want to write,
about something that
who I am and you never know
about the time range
where I and you, kissing
maybe you want to write,
anxiously waiting time
where I and you, missed calls
maybe you want to write,
about something that
who I am and you never know
Be thankful
with
pain that we enjoy
with
feeling happy that we solemnly
with
receive all quiet spacious
http://nanangsuryadi.web.id
pain that we enjoy
with
feeling happy that we solemnly
with
receive all quiet spacious
http://nanangsuryadi.web.id
Birth Month
let's count
second
by second,
minute
by minute,
hour
by hour,
day
by day,
week
by week,
month
by month,
year
by year,
decade
by decade,
let's count,
how much longer residence time
July, 2008
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