HOPE FOR PEACE. A Poem was written when the Aceh conflict is at its peak. In every war that suffers most, the most miserable are weak and helpless. Continue reading
A POEM ABOUT MORNING
When I woke up this morning
I realize life continues then
Looked straight ahead
With my head upright Continue reading
TAX AND CIVILIZATION. Tax is the cost of civilization. We come out of a museum, walk while whistling safely, and know that there’s not much in the world for free, and it’s getting more and more expensive. A nation, difficult to walk without taxes. People’s libraries, urban parks, nursing homes, firefighters, public schools, social assistance without taxes are all in jeopardy of budget shortfalls. Continue reading
FINDING OUT THE MEANING OF NIGHTMARES. Frankly, I do not like to have nightmares. First, it disturbs sleep. Second, according to Sigmund Freud, the person who regularly nightmares is a sensitive person, quickly offended and many feel the mismatch in everyday life. They find it difficult to get along with “normal” people. But he says too, those who choose creative jobs often have nightmares. Continue reading
SELF EVALUATION. Tonight, in this muhasabah1), along with the notes I have ever made. I realized with such a high ego, I made artificial wings, and when I fell, wounded others. I am sorry for the mistakes I made, and the mistakes that occurred because I did not do. Continue reading
DISEASE TO DEATH. Human evolves over time, so does the problem of life. The way humans avoid from despair is to live with higher levels of soul. And it’s hard to move for the better every time. To create a better self, we must fight with life. Continue reading
AT THE CROSSROADS.
Today on the road
I have to choose which way to go Continue reading
POETRY OF THE WANDERER. Fate has even surprised a man, in a short number of years. How the same hometown looks so alien when looked at different times, all changed. Continue reading
Happy for those who have
Pain for the poor
Like oil and water
Very disagreeing about taste Continue reading
FRUITS OF ANGER
Scorching heat of the sun
Bring a thousand curses at heart
On the sidelines of wind bring sad story
Scatter broken branches Continue reading
