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TO READ THE HUMAN HEART

Sometimes a poet raises his mind too much, just like a starling’s anxiety is like a king’s dream. But it is necessary, whatever consolation for the holder of power for words other than poetry, simple for the layman but extraordinary for the understood. Continue reading

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MORTAL

Words are just words, we fall in love because of words, we believe because of words, fate is trapped in the word. Maybe the world we see is not the real world, actually, the different color gradient in the eyes of others is different. Continue reading

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PHILOSOPHICAL SHOCK

All of us, do not be afraid of the dark. But I’m worried about the darkness. Dark is part of life. Darkness is despair that views life as absolute darkness. Darkness is a deterrent, darkness is bitter, darkness is surrender. Continue reading

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THE BEAUTY OF THE MOON

THE BEAUTY OF THE MOON. “Do you think the moon is beautiful? Please tell me the beauty of the moon until you look at it while lying down.” Continue reading

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WE ARE PHYSICIAN OF OUR SOUL

WE ARE PHYSICIAN OF OUR SOUL. My whole body hurt, but soon the surgery that will end this suffering will begin. The surgical time finally arrived. The doctor who will dissect me appears. The doctor is me. Do not worry! You are me. I am the one who performed the operation. Like an annoying doctor, I can’t protest because he is myself. Continue reading

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THE POLITICS OF AN ABUNAWAS

THE POLITICS OF AN ABUNAWAS. Abu Nawas was born from history, not from nothing. Abu Nawas original name is Abu Ali al-Hasan bin Hani al-Hakami. He was born in 145 H (747 AD) in the city of Ahvaz in Persia (present Iran). His father, Hani al-Hakam, was a member of the military legion of Caliph Marwan II. While his mother was named Jalban, a Persian woman who worked as a woolen washer. Since childhood, he was orphaned. A glorious life in the reign of Harun Al-Rashid, in a chaotic manner, can help or at the same time defeat the Caliph in any matter. Continue reading

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FOR ONE WEEK IN LOVE

FOR ONE WEEK IN LOVE. Like a blacksmith is she the only one who forges my heart into steel. So for that, I must help her, as a devotion to the teacher. For a week-old love, where in the past I owe it on time. Continue reading

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TESTAMENT FROM HANG TUAH

TESTAMENT FROM HANG TUAH. When my time comes, let all the hates disappear. Of all my friends, you are the most sensitive, you are the most faithful. Let this slander be judged upon life after death. You need no more search for this vile slander. Continue reading

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NOTHING

NOTHING. Someone once said the root cause of a person is a memory, without memory, he will always find new things throughout life. But another person also said memory is a treasure box that can be opened anytime. Even when you feel you do not have anything. Continue reading

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HARLEQUIN AND THE TREE OF HOPE

HARLEQUIN AND THE TREE OF HOPE. I look at the face in front of me. Not too foreign. Akh, I know now! That’s my face before life makes me prosper. Eager, adventurous. The face of a young man, the face of a lover who is kept away from his lover, by circumstance. Continue reading

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