Glittery Christmas Filled cavity on my mind Christmas ain't yet come ************************** Sight flickering glare Alternately trap my eyes But shines ain't for me *************************** Christmas, dear Christmas Be the present of my tears Tiny hug in missed **************************** A tree full of lights Shimmered warm, deep on my cries Sad memories blinked **************************** Pretty past inhaled When time puts togetherness Now just three of us **************************** New family tree The Santa's gift as mercy God truly blessed me
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Down to the First Beauty of Couplet
Seeks some wisdom through early wake of dawn Obscure vision stole epic dream of mine Sun rises late shone, sleep head fell in yawn Couplet soaked me in a dip red of wine
Distinction Righteously be Picturesque
We poured into a large bowl called Earth Where all the pomposity of the nation rests in the outlets of self narcissistic The rigors of high nationalism born from a pride in the name of race and nation Not infrequently conduct the leadership headed to the wrong way ... We with the miscellaneous of stereotypes Become the benchmark of a certain behavior Make our own brand as if it had been patented by our nature A birth which supposed to destroy all the barriers and unify A synergy that should be purified Adorn every corner by dismissed our own selfish Turn your self but turned no mess Achieve the spectrum, create the rainbow The differences will not brings us in any despicable Nor make us even better than others Due to our differences we complement each other Due to the differences we understand each other Don't make any excuses for the differences Don't depart your self into a paradigm which merely been relative Make the differences become a decent things to be heard And beautiful as it seen though it's hard Author's Note: Represent my concerns over the war of Palestine and Israel which finally reached their agreement to finish the war - Reverse to [Karena Perbedaan itu Selayaknya Indah]
Dear Mother-in-Law
The way you walk unsteadily, But those wrinkled hands made dishes heavenly Your words are straightforward, sometimes spicy But it contains nectar with perfect quality Tenacity of yours become an allurement Upon the reflection of the ideal mother on earth I grabbed your hand in the middle of our walk I sustain half weight of yours when you said tired on your footsteps We laughed off the humority of our different generations The curve of your face overshadowing me by the figure of your son, my husband What have I got sometimes beyond the things which I earn from my mom You missed your grandchildren, you say You missed the excitement in the middle of your living room which now is hollow The curve of your face overshadowing me by the figure of your son, my husband You said, every descendants of yours should be mature by their educations "Do not repeat the failure of my times" Economic problems snatched your opportunity Your chance to gain the precious time in knowledge, you say You said with the trembling lips And eyes glazed with tears which almost spill My heart melts I held my bleary as well Dear mother-in-law Our lives would be much better A promise will I hold till further For the sake of your son, my husband
Christmas Me Dear Mandurah
Mandurah, cruises, jingle bells, The lake house splendor in shooting stars dwell, Tremendous Christmas without snow, implicitly the stunner glide, Black phantom unveil the cloak of his clandestine pride, Scintillation gigantic Casuarina Equisetifolia ornament tree, Embellish the solitude's dew which endorsed by the clasp of glee, Dear Christmas Eve, I am your bride, Let me merry you by the simplicity of thee pride Author's Note: Mandurah : Situated on Western Australia's beautiful coastline about
72 km south of Perth
Sunday, November 18, 2012
Rafting The Paradise
Today, I am a fighter
Stood on a rusty truck, challenged the breezes in pace
Sensations crawled passed over my skin, blared
Like the troops of sky collapsed upon my face
Steep step on the edge of ravine
Rotten plums beneath my feet
Narrow path led downwards to the valley
Split over the beauty between hamlets and heaven
Above the inflatable boat, I am the captain
Greenish view anesthetize
Still I struggle against the tide
You conquer the boredom just in time
I met those black butterflies
Flew within their complexion highlighted wings
Pink and green as it was depicted in a dream
Amazement is the secret weapon which you offer
You defeat the rage of our races
Again I need to climb upon my knees
Through the rocks which not stand appropriately
In this hum of stream I yearn it already
Summon me again when you ready to party
Stood on a rusty truck, challenged the breezes in pace
Sensations crawled passed over my skin, blared
Like the troops of sky collapsed upon my face
Steep step on the edge of ravine
Rotten plums beneath my feet
Narrow path led downwards to the valley
Split over the beauty between hamlets and heaven
Above the inflatable boat, I am the captain
Greenish view anesthetize
Still I struggle against the tide
You conquer the boredom just in time
I met those black butterflies
Flew within their complexion highlighted wings
Pink and green as it was depicted in a dream
Amazement is the secret weapon which you offer
You defeat the rage of our races
Again I need to climb upon my knees
Through the rocks which not stand appropriately
In this hum of stream I yearn it already
Summon me again when you ready to party
Thursday, November 15, 2012
The Life Episode
As you shout through the wounds you suffered
Abandoned by people who you thought they may forgotten
Trifled, stumbled, humiliated and rejected by the facts beyond your comprehension
As if things were trapped in the maze of desolation
As you awake from the howl of your sorrow
Rose by the spirit to defeat the day called tomorrow
Be recognized, steadied, cherished and well received by hard endeavors
All back to the philosophy of "failure is the beginning of a success"
Rejection is the key to the future admission
Fiasco is an establishment of a sweet life lesson
Survival is a necessity, living is a provision
Dare to live, dare to wander in the land of wonder
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Monday, November 12, 2012
The Festival of Lights [Haiku]
Prayers in luster Candles shimmer as fireflies Graceful Diwali **************************
Clamorous of noise Firecrackers on exhibit Children astonished **************************
Clatter enlighten Glamorous of sacred day Be blessed among them ************************** Author Note: Happy Diwali for those whom celebrate
Sunday, November 11, 2012
The Island of Gods
Worship dance blared fulfilled the stroke of sunset The beauty of heavenly panoramic captivate the admiration in depth Gratify the devotees whose hunger for the sublimity of art Even breezes kindly offered its cradle as a humbled guests from afar The faint strains of *gamelans seems like combing the roar of waves When the eyes of Gods, exotically closed the day But this heaven never sleep The euphoria of dazzling night replace the fetish as a dreams in reality Diverse nations united in this ocean of excitement Earthiness as the existence of unified Pours relief beyond their deadly deadline This celestial sanctuary was too good to be ruined In the eyes of Gods, again splendors emitted through its beauty Touched the heart of universe gently And be part of the heartbeat in this country Thou, the seekers, you are welcomed within these prosperity
Author note: Welcome to Bali *Gamelan = Balinese Gamelan is a traditional musical instrument
originally from Bali-Indonesia which is usually used for the
traditional ceremonies or events.
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