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Nothing looks so beautiful
When the morning Iris unfolds
Her ruffled royal violet robes
Softly as you can whisper
As the first sunlight strobes
A bee moves in with such precision
It's beating wings glide easily past
Your glossy glistening lips
Deep into your yellow throat
So much your petals tenderly vibrate
With the buzz of so much pleasure
Now your secret is safe with me
You need not worry at all

Walking out one sunny day
Straight into a full blown storm

I opened the door of were my family dwells
Feeling the full almighty blast of angry yells

Oh boy I was spotted so could not retreat
So, sat still, mouth closed, which I thought was neat

I got that wrong too, as they all turned on me
Spitting angry words, getting it all out you see

Still stum, I got up to move to the door
They blocked my way accidentally knocking me to the floor

Now dam what a mess I was in
I had not a clue about all the din

Then it hit me like a force gail
I had not changed address for my business mail

There by the door a knee high pile
Were all my letters I had not filed

My business was going down the pan
For unanswered mail brought the reaper man

My family rightly upset, trying to cover for me
And where was I, on a shopping spree

All this realization made me very sad
Yes I had behaved very bad

Luckily for me, I awoke from this nightmare
Promising myself to be more family fair

The wings of love
Are broken
Shot down
By your careless
Resentments
Will they ever
Fly again
That depends
The wings of love
Are fragile
Easily torn
By your clumsy
Containment
Unless you free them
Fly again
That depends
The wings of love
Are trapped
Now captured
By your hands
Confinement
Until you let go
Fly again
That depends
The wings of love
Are captive
Now waiting
For the chance
Escapement
Is the only plan
Fly again

You came to me as a present in the midlle of the night
where everybody sleep in their blanket.
Was pain all over my leg.
Hurt.
O.. My dear
What kind of present are you?
Paracetamol
Ibuprofen
B12
B 1
B6
Neurotropic
Anything
for you
O.. My dear
My beloved Lower Back Pain




2019

I saw you sitting in the front of the post office.
You've said that you're waiting for someone.
Someone who will bring you a bag
of 2 million of stars in the sky.

I thought you must be dreaming.
You must be one of that dreamer.
The one who never touch the earth.
And dance in to a circle of life.

I thought you must be someone from another planet
called 'QRCCOZ-1-12'.
You must be one kind of alien
that will destroy humanity.

But i was wrong.
You're really looking for
someone who bring you
that bag.

And i am just a scum bag.
Maybe.
Knowing nothing in your hand.
Or your heart.

Well..i hope your 2 million stars
will made you happy.

Hasta la vista, Amigo.


Jakarta 2019

Long Walks...
Bring Rusty Railroad Tracks,
Crisp cool nights.
Old Wooden Train Bridge,
Overlooking moonlit lake,
My hand tight in yours

I leave the Castle late at night
Looking for you I have to fight.
My Armor all shiny and new
Looking for adventure,
Trying to find you.....

Joy
Is always found
In the quiet
Reflections
Of gratitude
Peace
Can find a way
Upon closer
Inspections
Of common
Respect
Love
Finding its way
Making new
Affections
Closer
Bringing together
The raw ingredients
Blending baking
Following perfect
Directions
Life
A big recipe
You just follow to
Perfection
And opportunity
Happens
From time to time

Breaking barriers
Misunderstanding
Can not impede
Movement
Through the cycles
What spills out
Improvement
Moving past
Being stuck
Second to last
Ascension
Into higher realms
Worthiness
Fills the void that
Emptiness
Once occupied
Respecting and
Understanding our
Uniqueness
That orders
The Universe

Something besides looks
Irresistible style maybe -
The grace of self-awareness
The frames of eyelashes
Around drowning eyes
The delicate
Fragrance of fluffy hair..
Ambiguity of unspoken words
Brings music
To the quiet of the room
Sends shivers through space
Flashes back
Forgotten memories
Of how it first happened before
And pulls you
Into the spiderweb of affection
To get lost and not care
About ever getting out