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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

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DISEASE TO DEATH

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

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AT THE CROSSROADS

AT THE CROSSROADS.
Today on the road
I have to choose which way to go Continue reading

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FRUITS OF ANGER

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

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THE ORIGIN OF THE COFFEE CULTURE IN ACEH

THE ORIGIN OF THE COFFEE CULTURE IN ACEH. Coffee culture was not found in Aceh until near the end of the 19th Century. An orientalist who became a sociocultural researcher, Snouck Hurgronye wrote in The Achehnese Volume I, during his research of the Acehnese, “For most ordinary people in Aceh, white water is almost the only drink, from time to time (occasionally) it will drink sugar cane juice, squeezed from the trunk only with a very primitive tool.” Continue reading

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THE POET

What is the ability of a poet to the world’s worth, to the loss of the nearest? As the moonlight dims, there really is not. Just stringing words that have long existed. Continue reading

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HOW TO TELL HISTORY

Memory is never one and stable, memory is easily lost by the sweep of colors that come later. Like a painting, when it appears before us, it is actually in the process of changing. The painting itself may not be visible anymore, crumpled, damp, or even mossy. Continue reading

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A SUFI SONG

I have ever felt defeat
Then hide in the cave above the mountain peak
Trying to avoid the sun
Enjoying quiet in meditation Continue reading

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A FORGOTTEN DREAM

A FORGOTTEN DREAM. all erased from my memory, all that remained was the fragrance of the memories and the purity of the dream. Continue reading

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THE LIVING MEMOIRS

THE LIVING MEMOIRS. Thinking how my life came back after this road without thinking to escape from destiny until help arrived. Dreams and expectations have not been done. How difficult it is to carry out the dreams of an adult world kid, how the perfection of ideas bumps into reality. Continue reading

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