I am in Love With Poetry Soup

 
 
I crack my shield and face the true world

I am butterfly from a cocoon

Free fly in, heed the noises above

The wondrous keen love colored the grace

Splendor the time, marvelous with words

Half life written bare on poetry

Wandered self in world of juicy soup

Inspired by Richard Lamoureux format poem

"Understepping style"

Note:

9 syllables each line

Read first word first line

Second word second line

Third word third line

Fourth word fourth line

Fifth word fifth line

Sixth word sixth line

Seventh word seventh line

*Hidden message: "I am in love with Poetry Soup"

The Future Me

Gloomy sixteen

Yet seventeen, beloved gone

You may young but you are strong

I am the ghost of your future, so here I am

You are twenty four, another beloved gone

No worries, someone besides you

Many obstacles will you pass

Not easy, but quiet a journey

People will betray you, but faith keep you sane

Your journey will fill as hello and goodbye

Be keen, be strong, be patient, keep the faith on

You will not fail, because here I am, the succeed you 

Regard,

Future You

The Nature Radio - Sijo

Birds chirp like ready to have their own party, the sun brightly shines

The melody of nature cannot be compete with other tune

Universe plays its own magnificent song, intricate beauty

Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow - Haiku

Yesterday, big bites
Time flog the sweat to attempt
Killing lullaby

Today, chased the winds
Sprint lost towards to the woods
Ran and freely flew

Tomorrow, treasures
The time penned another page
Get ready to serve
 

Apocalypse Day - Questionku

Issues uproar
Mayans had spoken
Will apocalypse perch?

People climb hills
Avoiding the death
Will their faith save their live?

Believe or not
People questioning
Where the decision be?

Mystery sealed
Science had been cuffed
Will the humans reveal?

Bali on My Waiting List - Answerku

Was it a fantasy?
Seashore breeze on caught
Live on a dream

Did I slept yesterday?
 'Cause the view was stunned
Stunned in Bali

Was it just fantastic?
Footprints on damped sand
Welcoming peace

Can I just be extend?
Bali is too great
But I leave soon

The Lost

Innocent lifeless
Pretty children rest in peace
Let us pray for them 

The kids were victims
The shooter was victim too
Let's not put a blame

Exclamation sign
Love family, love it right
Don't loose, hug them tight

Dear educators
Part of the victims as well
The lifetime tribute

Mourn traveled the world
Burn by cause last on effect
Careful in our steps 

(December 17, 2012)

Author's Note:
Deep condolance for the victims of Sandy Hook School in Newtown, Connecticut,

The Stunning Christmas Wishes

Better be ready Santa
I have the best wishes upon these stanza

A flying cow for Christmas
And don't forget the hippopotamus for the adjust

Caroling jingling jingle which knitted for fun
Please seek it within the over side of fairy's barn

Maybe it still there lays on its lazy chair
Enjoying the fresh hot green tea with the hippopotamus pal on a smokey hair

Once I saw it flew
Once upon a time when the night caught in blue

The flying cow flew 
And don't forget it still shouted in moo

The hippopotamus along flew ..... ..... ..... 
Of course not! You know the hippo is heavy, don't you?

I want a flying cow for Christmas
I know the Santa will grant fast, but it should be paid with a huge trust

Santa said flying cow should not be given in solely
Hippopotamus was the bonus which I could have it for free

Now I had two presents in delivery
I will gladly welcoming you by chocolate cookies and hot tea 

(and both are sugar free) :D

Last Minute - Haiku

Breezing through hectic
Missed the "soupers" already
Wait until I'm done 

Lack of sleep, struggling
Gaze on a book fell asleep
Can't wait for an end

Holiday hear me!
I lean on you already
Startled my day by your gift 

*Dedicated to all Poetrysoup members 

The Sanctimonious Backstabber - Epigram

*~Self righteously to the out loud, as the morality but scumbag
Pointed finger to the lame eyes but blind folded to her own lack~* 

Blank Note - Haiku

Ellipsis verses
Blackout like a blunt dagger
Blank note had posted

Math's Ain't For Me

Maths ain't right for me
Word problems, problems for me
Zombie eats my brain, panda on my eyes
Wait, What a nonsense did I buy?

Fractions, angles, rounding off
Triangle, rectangle, factors, almost lost
Forehead a bit swollen
I tapped it too often

I acted like a scientist on a lab
Being cool in my messy head
Still they busy with their play
I was dizzy on my... Wait, where were they?

Stumbled with the exercises 
Found the room complete dismisses
Gosh, why maths did exist?
I closed my paper, get ready to piss

Fireflies Tree

December yet kissed
Fireflies scattered lights on trees
Shared soothe, wise in bliss
Peace Emblematic
Suits the gentleness in sipped
Lights forked,sheltered tip 

Written November 26, 2012 

Surabaya

Black Soot

Stranded on black soot in mood
Pile of dusts sight, forsaken by time
In the mangled maze, I glued
Grief finally tranquilized, honored as it should

Still, sense's writhing in a silent polemic
Steal the realities which still running
As was strolling in the haze of hallucinations
The bitter whispers through scratches and melts into dripping sores

Upon the night which had stolen
Astonished by bolts of their innocent accusation
Exclaimed for the lifeless facts with no respect
Their imperfect tendency slipped to her to reflect

Perfect life blinds them in world of flawless
While I struggled in world of hug-less
At that time I stood upon my own shadow
While people and they chased sun from shadow to shadow

Sweet Mistake

I was there
Extant at the screen of life as the third parties
A warmth which subsequently appeared capricious
A love that never thought to be seek

At once all disclosed by the warmth which began by a kiss ...

One Eve is waiting overseas
Stood upon her ignorance ...

Ahead of them ....
A falsity was presented as a host for our mistakes ...
And the conversation went on, as usual ...

Realism provoked to speak about the story which should not exist...

But I....

I mazed in clue, the clue to quench the truth
Conversations legible through our eyes
We forbid to speak, we crawled through the sense
We seek through our heart , for the true heart we understood

Because this should not be subsist....

I surrender to the possibilities
Fling all of my feelings
I cast my self out from your world, your love, even it's true or not
With hope you would find the right love, true love, true end

~ And now you do ~ :)

*Modification of Kesalahan yang Manis 

The Echoes of Afar Distinct

A friend cast to the land of a distinct
Frigid base, she said...
Lonesome embraced the yearn, mum likewise
Forfeit the identity, stumbled to the pivot of stir

A missed scraped of self-consciousness
The alert of all mistaken
Failed which taken about the half year of a time
Still another year kindly to visit

Await is the other chapter of her book which filled by the tears and sweats

Those eyes desiccated
Fagged had spun for the still
Tiring had mourned upon her fool
If only the existence able to teleport or be returned

Indeed I knew
Thou heart rooted within
Seeks the pedestal of berth and backrest for a lean
Fell into a soot of mother-earth and longing for the creatures which stood upon

Once thou reborn
Morphed into the maturer form
And when the time has come
Every single cells of glory threw pride upon sun

For the down valley beneath her soul taught the life lessons
Afar from a distinct revealed the pavement of her inner soul
Nevertheless frigid base undertaken the coral of hers blizzard

*Modification of Jiwa yang Menggaung Dari Delhi

The Dream Captured

A deep sleep guided me to the land of quizzical
Where the hallucination acted immortal as the souls from delusional
Those who ever filled the classic story of our time
Declared their presence in the shackles of uncertainty

I embraced my desire within
I found my anguish bloomed betwixt
I sank into the soul of crisis
Sensing the seconds of my fragility

Those lifeless souls grasp me there
Grasp depth as they would never be seen, again
A moment I was awakened from the dream
Along with the shadow which deserted to be fade

And the sense still there.. obscure...
My longing which buried by despair
Melting as the tears fell down
And let the dots of my dream be a dwelling place for my stained soul 

And let those retentions sealed in every pieces of the journey



Author's Note:
For the deceased beloved Father (November 13, 2002)
For the deceased beloved Sister (February 27, 2011)

*Refers to Tentang Kerinduanku yang Terungkap Oleh Mimpi 

Captured Moment

I cherish every raindrops which dance upon my face
Occasional piano accompaniment drift along my pace
On the trails which tickles my fifth sense of taste
Millions molecular beam saved every curt memo as a lace
Which knitted through every single wink of my grace
Again, I cherish every raindrops which dance upon my face


Love the moment, love the drizzle 
Love the ambiance which showered in a dazzle

Who Would you Call Me - Questionku

Shriek through verses

Occupied minded
Who would you call me then?

Insane by tone
Live in melodic
Who would you call me then?

Dwell within past
Love raged never end 
Who would you call me then?

Forward looking
Overbold steady
Who would you call me then?

Time challenger
Needy in spirit
Who would you call me then?


Author's Note:
Answer: Poet, Musician, The Heart Broken, The Life Ready, Human

A Road Still Driven

Languished at the end of my cavity
Abandoned in neurotic presumptions
In time disappear without a whisper
The silence humming sore

A solely who lives without a role
A soul bewildered, unstable

The soul which yearn for the color of sky
Souls which howling for a vivid

Occasional rustle awaken by the rhythm of mind
Not much but longitudinally drilled within the sense

It is an art which lasting
Continuously, persistently
Though the monotony unable to kill the instincts of a poet

Even if she wanted to ...

The role of enlighten soul reborn behind the turbulence of the spirit
Once it stood as a strong independence of a privacy
Unable be asleep nor raped
It's still there evaporating my life

This road which still driven
The long journey of a poet
Forget how this start, unsure when it ends
I prefer to drive it along as I live

The Panthom of Delusion

I am the floating pieces within the black hole of the verses
The dark phantom take a side emitted in remaining shadow
Who could stop me from my battle towards to the numbness?

One night the moon hid itself into an echo 
Those, the conceited tribal of the mystic valley compete me in a crime 
The dark phantom take a side emitted in remaining shadow

They hinted a race to steal the pendulum ore of a time
Missing clue about who the hell they were facing
Those, the conceited tribal of the mystic valley compete me in a crime 

I summoned my mainstay tools called the time machine
In all of the sublimity of my narcissism, I flew
Missing clue about who the hell they were facing

Pursuit the tail which left me to the situation which I knew
Sneaking through the darkness, I sprint to the vessel of a good shot
In all of the sublimity of my narcissism, I flew

In every ease of victory named as the beauty of the black spot
Sneaking through the darkness, I sprint to the vessel of a good shot
I am the floating pieces within the black hole of the verses
Who could stop me from my battle towards to the numbness?

Awake on gasp
Drool mapped on pillow
Did my husband aware?

(*scratching head with confusion) 

Life Sabotage

I am the muteness behind naivete
Born as the duplication of despair, flunked
A demented soul
An impaired self of bureaucracy

Jaded at the tip of shadow
Above it stood the gray
Quietly stabbed the main arterial venous of the real life chemistry
Sneaking low to a shallow sac of each personal sense

Like a deadly poison, odorless nor tasteless
The fall gradually buried in faint

Dejected
Lonesome
Lost images, abstained lite
Living as the reality of achromatic which yet spurred

Speaking of the colorless 

Speak to the life with no magic

The life which got sucked by the spell of affliction
Beneath the autism of a blur
Life decayed when the magic got sealed
Illumination shriek within the cavity of its dull voice

Speaking of the somber

Speak to the life with no magic

*Modification of Sketsa Jiwa yang Tersabotase Oleh Sunyi 

The Witnesses of My Life Secrecy

Not for once I kept those rumbles 
Not for once I spilled it through the silence 
In the long way I spoke
Spoke to the vacant air next to my passenger seat

Driving no where upon the limbo
Passing through the droplets rain, I hid my sorrow
Once I locked myself into an argument within the space
With hope the shouts won't be audible beyond the screen

Cliche did fill my stories
But you hid me within the glory and sorrow behind your shield
You are the silent witness which I could lean
No third parties would be in, only the two of us in between

Prayers overshadow our drift
You be the witness in my plead
Nobody's there even see me pray, 
Besides you and my guitar we sank in play

None of living things ever seen
The fragile case of my grim
Only you and the six strings reside in the hidden tide
Only you and the six strings the witnesses of the other side


Author's Note:
Inspired by my car and my guitar as the witnesses behind the story :D

Nyanyian Bijaksana Langit Merah Muda

Hari menutup halamannya di merah muda
Jingga adalah warna yang seharusnya terlukis
Pada dahaga lama aku bernyanyi, gundah

Aku mengakhiri tiap bait peluhku dalam guratan-guratan logis yang statis
Tak lagi aku terkungkung dalam kelabu rongga akal yang berjelaga
Jingga adalah warna yang seharusnya terlukis

Aku tak lagi membatasi ayat-ayatku dalam strata
Dalam imaji aku menggali jauh hasrat yang masih tersirat
Tak lagi aku terkungkung dalam kelabu rongga akal yang berjelaga

Dunia baru membuka jendela hati yang pernah tersekat
Sekali lagi aku mencoba untuk merangkak pada eksistensi sebuah rasa
Dalam imaji aku menggali jauh hasrat yang masih tersirat

Satu kali kemonotonan mengubur jeruji akal dalam rutinitas kehidupan tua
Jeruji akal berdiri bebas sebagai individu bebal yang tak terbantahkan
Sekali lagi aku mencoba untuk merangkak pada eksistensi sebuah rasa

Ego atas nama inspirasi memaksaku menyerah pada keadaan
Jeruji akal berdiri bebas sebagai individu bebal yang tak terbantahkan
Hari menutup halamannya di merah muda
Pada dahaga lama aku bernyanyi, gundah

Note: format puisi "Terzanelle"