You Are My Poetry

Day 25 of 30: Think of any word. Search it on google images. Write something inspired by the 11th image. I have to admit that I am cheating for this post. I think of a word ‘Palace’ and images of palaces came up before me. I couldn’t write anything inspired by it, but I remember … More You Are My Poetry


The sun plays hide and seek Shy away Hiding between the leaves. Its flickering rays Escaping between my fingers   And I hear the chirping of birds The flowing river The gurgling water near the spring. Like the sound of little girls giggling Looking at this lost beautiful strange thing.   Alone, there, he wanders … More Shine

Dalam Sunyi

Kunikmati lagumu Dalam sunyi Dalam bisik sayup Yang dikatakan angin Kepada dedaunan Yang membuatnya Gontai berjatuhan Kunikmati nadamu Dalam sunyi Dalam petik gitar Merambatkan gelombang Berpadu huru hara Langkah kaki Kunikmati puisimu Dalam sunyi Dalam desir nadi Yang teraliri Detak-detak kehidupan Yang membuatku tuli Kunikmati kamu Dalam sunyi Saat bumi berputar Dalam sunyi Saat bintang … More Dalam Sunyi

What Do You See?

I saw a prisoner I saw a sinner Trapped under a frozen lake   I saw bottomlessness Of dark Unsolved maze   When wave was crashing down her feet I saw her sitting by the sand and drown Drenched in saltwater   I saw tears Reflected by the sunlight By the window pane   ‘What … More What Do You See?

Growing Old

What’s hidden beneath that wrinkly façade? The long hand of time, wrap around you so tight, Hiding everything that once stood on your surface. Most of it covered, unrecovered. Pose a riddle to be deciphered. It spins so fast in each blink you lose. It’s not worth fighting. The more you detach it you bruise. … More Growing Old


I’ll be the purple in your green When some people get so obscene I’ll be the red in your gray Just jump on bed and yell ‘hooray!’ I’ll be the orange in your brown Well, it doesn’t rhyme, but don’t frown Cause I’ll be the blue in your yellow And stay beside you when you’re … More Colors

Negeri di Atas Awan

It’s a recycled poem that I wrote in 2012. Mereka bilang ada negri diatas awan. Tempat para bidadari terbang dengan selendangnya  berkibar. Mengibas warna menghambur rona. Memesona perjaka muda yang hatinya dilanda duka kala rindu menggoda. Sang surya lelah mengantuk tergelincir, terduduk, jatuh dari ufuk. Sambil membungkuk memungut pendar hingga nanti lama-lama pudar. Terkikik, sang … More Negeri di Atas Awan