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Tag Archives: Poetry
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
A NOTE FROM A LOSER
A NOTE FROM A LOSER. Often I ask if life is fair? It is not easy to say goodbye. All about regret, bringing wounds to the soul. Sometimes I want to run far away with you leaving all the reality. And I can’t. Continue reading
IS THIS LOVE
IS THIS LOVE. She is an embodiment of different, indifferent nature. Her face was as calm as the lake of unexpected depth for anyone. Continue reading
THE MEANING OF NOSTALGIA
THE MEANING OF NOSTALGIA. The past never stands alone. If the past stands alone, it will never exist. We remember, and that actually links what we remember something that reappears in our heads with the heads that are present in our bodies today. That’s why people do not remember everything completely. Continue reading
HOPE FOR PEACE
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
A POEM ABOUT MORNING
When I woke up this morning
I realize life continues then
Looked straight ahead
With my head upright Continue reading
SELF EVALUATION
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
Posted in Fiction, History, International, Literature, Poetry, Story
Tagged Arab, Bachelor, Civilization, Culture, Dark, Development, Devil, Drama, Dream, Evil, Human, Islam, Legend, Life, Literature, Logic, Love, Machine, Man, Night, Poetry, Return, Saga, Story, Time, Tradition, Tragedy, World
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POETRY OF KINDERGARTEN
POETRY OF KINDERGARTEN
children play ball in raindrop
in the joy of togetherness
children play ball without burden of misery Continue reading
POETRY OF THE WANDERER
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
Happy for those who have
Pain for the poor
Like oil and water
Very disagreeing about taste Continue reading
Posted in Fiction, International, Literature, Poetry, Story
Tagged Civilization, Culture, Dark, Dream, Human, Life, Man, Poetry, Revolution, Story, Women, World
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