The Lost Angel (Sestina)

The lost little Angel was fell into the urban slums,

Walking aimlessly with nothing but her broken wings,

Blossom into granules of dusts, intangible as a vagabond,

Her heaven plucked as the moonlight stolen, the intangible vagabond,

Her sanctity made her glowed illuminate those souls who ingested by the slums,

However flagellation in disguise filled the story of her wonderful flawed wings

Trace stitches by stitches of her wings

Her world plays deception in those eyes who marked her as a vagabond

In fact she just an imperfect little Angel and they are the slums

The lost little Angel quit play with the slums, her wings fixed, she is no longer the intangible vagabond

Battlefield

Spindle time as sowing illusions

Drowning in a sea of images

The measures that raise life seconds

Human is the animate doll who conquered the presence

Life from the past back to the present

From the present for the future

Turnover outlined by destiny

Like an hourglass that acts as a reciprocal measure of the time

The limitations are things of beauty

When the end of a round will be on relief

As the satisfied thirst

As the favor of all the sacrifices

Life in all parts come with the name of love

A form that presents a mirage

A perfect fundamental when you touch

It was part of a mortal but drunk when you shed

Small leaps present the flowers of aesthetic

A conclusion atop of provisions that you can reaped

I will not give up in any of those circumstances

My life is still in the front line of this battlefield

Goodbye Ufo

On your grieved howls you tried to say goodbye

Those tiny feet fragile by its pain

Our beloved little fellow

Age takes back your time, your color

The greenish t-shirt left for love

The blanket of warmth and hope

Nothing we can do but stay

Along with you in last battle of the day

Soft whisper on your ear

Say, leave and go, we let you to the land of no sorrow

Released all your pain we will meet you one day, one life

Be happy in another life

Rest in peace, our beloved dog - Ufo February 18, 2013

Alienated

Walking through the aisle of time

The space is like giving you no air

Freedom is not like something that you want

You are too reluctant of breaking the rule

You are born into another shape

Too bad the shape doesn't fit you

You hope for a better chance

The embrace fade like it has to

Your head is lost in its crowd

But your lips taped for a shut

Your voice is like choking

But your hands survive to scream it out loud

Your pride was taken

Your tone and privacy

Your world shrink

But the remain happiness still exist

You try to adapt

The strange new world challenged you

Afar from the way that you lived

But still you deserve for a second win

This Time

This time, I want to be the ray of your eyes Pasting every beauty into your life  Meld into the vibes of your shade When you soar the empty through your land This time, I want to be your nightfall wanderer Floating within the casement of your dusk For my world is no longer could resist every sense which had surged  And through this tiny grin would I share, this felicity This time, I want to be your gravity For this time I want to be love Falling slowly into your universe When the time I toss this feeling,  my passion This time, I want to be the rain that makes all your thirst is mortal And symbolizes this as the spectrums which adorn every absurdity of our time For the hue of my heart bloomed, matured by your touched For you are the rainbow, the colors of my soul

Blurry Mirror

Steam clouds on mirror

Hide the reflection in blurred

Chose to be unknown

Hidden soul not speak

It says through the words of eyes

I'm living in you

Unnamed solely side

Lived from the remained shadow

Under self conscious

Friend or predator

Both are potentially hurts

Pick the wise answer

Make peace with yourself 

Take two sides in good or bad

Those, the shapes of you

Chamber

Isolated by the shield of insecurity

The walls of paradigm unable to break through

Crouched into a small piece

The connecting door locked the border of my sanity

Long gone for the world of sundries

Terminated in limitation of self esteem 

Yearn for the reasonable life to live

Seems like my world is too unkind

Reaching for the air that I thought was empty

Touched by the warm body which seems so alive

I tried to compile my sight

As if it was frosted too long

I find my self in a same room but different color

Someone paint it over upon the abstraction of lame

Rise from the tiring crouch

The hopes sustain me more

Someone paved the veil of angst

Someone who sent by the big owner of love

The one who less than perfect but not least for my room

The chamber of life, the chamber of hopes, the chamber.... is you

My Night

I saw the phosphorescence of those yellow lights

Take a journey in a world of pale

Crawling through the shadow of night

Struggled within the dew

The  essence create its own sketch

When the breezes of night try to ensnare

Night as the shadow of moon

Depict mysteries in a life's long labyrinth

Tonight I trapped within the dark

And the only breath of sanity that could bring the clue 

The clue upon the lost

The clue to find the true

Escape

Flee from all of the adversity 

Hide from the falsity 

And take a side to the maze of life's clarity

On the night that always whispers

On the night that never bothered

To the nights which always washed their existence under the moon

To the nights were washed elegance in overlay

Welcome to my night

Modification of "Malamku di Dalam Labirin Bernama Misteri"

Simulasi Kehidupan

Paras waktu seperti menebar ilusi

Seperti tenggelam dalam lautan imaji

Langkah-langkah detik yang menyuarakan kehidupan 

Manusia pion-pion bernyawa yang menaklukkan keberadaan

Hidup dari masa lalu ke masa kini

Dari masa kini untuk masa nanti

Perputaran yang digariskan oleh takdir

Seperti hari yang selalu berganti oleh peranan sang tabir

Keterbatasan adalah suatu keindahan

Ketika menyudahi suatu babak akan ada kelegaan

Seperti dahaga yang terpuaskan

Seperti nikmat dari segala pengorbanan

Hidup dalam segala bagian atas nama cinta

Suatu bentuk yang menghadirkan fatamorgana

Suatu fundamental sempurna ketika kau sentuh

Ia adalah bagian yang fana tetapi mabuk ketika kau luruh

Lompatan-lompatan kecil menghadirkan bunga-bunga estetik

Suatu konklusi atas bekal yang dapat kau petik

Aku tak akan menyerah pada keadaan

Hidupku masih ada dalam garis perjuangan

Unpredictable Morning

The morning sun falls

Noises awake, passing crowds

once quiet again

Stand on the cold feet

Dew still not fade by the lights

Sipping my hot tea

Rectangle door closed

The framework offers the view

My sight clustered straight

Enjoyed the greenish

While the sun turns into gloom

It's ready to rain

Fly Me to Your Moon

Dancing on the empty floor

Dear, I want you for more

We seek through our sight

Tonight, I let you by my side

Your eyes like an ocean

You drown me deep by your motion

Our body sway without a music

But the heart beat remain as the acoustic

Lost in lust we caught by the moon

The tick tock time moving like too soon

Symptoms of passion forced to be awake

Our lips closer like unwillingly to await

Twinkle twinkle shiny star

Be the glimmer of our night

We find our selves in bizarre

You do me wrong but I felt it right

God, I Missed You

Trickled drizzles

Dropped the damp on trees

Is rain persuade longing?

Sipped the flavor

Cast the life's burden

Have you forgive the past?

You made mistakes

That's what people do

Will you able to fix?

Blessing grin raised

Rainbow touched the sky

Do you feel blessed today?

God loves you full

You just have to trust

Are you ready for Him?

Scars Left Behind

Where did the role of soul leave?

Blind in directions, lost in destination

Escaped amid to the extraneous crowds

As if gone shattered like the whisper of dusk

Peace of mind seemed to be fade and mortal

Like a starlight with less of hope

There was no love, no sorrow

Everything placed as ghosts

Will it able to question

If you hold all the answers

Will it able to survive

If you bury all of your sides

Confusion...

Mind occupied....

The uncertainty rule the roost

Thirst caressing for longing

Wondering for the cure, arrested in anxiety