November Rains
The water point of November rains
This morning
Cultivated my beautiful memory
That for a long time has been stockpiled in the sin waste
The Waste of my life
That was slow
To became fertilizer of my soul
From the body that increasingly rotted
Now my memory growth weak
In the roll of the black cloud
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Comfortable
What pain of being in the big city
surrounded by the walls of frozen
where every moment should be subject
in the hours on the wall
stiff ticking
no rhythm
bamboo leaf rubbing
each other
wind
twilight
charm
without the words
a flatter
and
persuaded me that any time
buy this or buy it
for life
comfortable
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Taking off Hand
last night I was a dream
thedream of about wife
ah, non
about girlfriend
ah, only shadow
face in grey shadow
when we still be adolescent
pursuing love
season
last disband
whether nowadays,
we have to so
when road so sharply
and difference
cannot be pacified
we then leave taking
off hand?
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Ship
reach what island
how pappa contact
we have been long enough [do] not meet
possible two months
you burned [by] day sun
gnawed [by] the coldness of night wind
medial [of] fish which hop
incured [by] your ship net
or porpoise
your friend play at
try to narrate more amount of
night story
[in] ship.
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Under the Tent
under tent
a matron narrate
three the child was breakfast
before going to school
when sudden land;
ground wiggle many times
demolish the house
befalling the child
befalling all houses
in countryside
inBantul, Yogyakarta
which remain
only tears
and
entirebuilding flatten
which flatten with land.
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I refuse
This morning
I refuse my date with my neighbor
Going to the south ocean beach
Where the people search of old identity
In illusion of the Queen of Justice
To refuse the new wave they have confused
From time to time
Because they tired to keep its promise
Of welfare
That never coming
In their life
Till up to day
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Stadium Four
climb the floor four
four one who I have to meet
their face is sweet
say friendly he said
but whether/what you know
his heart is gluttonous excrutiatingly
likely help
but its conscience yowl
eat the friend portion
for the ownself of
subconsciously
he had stadium four
his illness
difficult to awake.
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Of Course
of course, of course I will come
to your house, like the old days
good morning, afternoon or evening
until you yourself are no stranger
with my arrival
like the other family members
go to church together
when Easter and Christmas
whether from home
or from a boarding house
I must admit there is peace
inside this heart
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Tempestuous Rain
The water rain come
Increasingly hard
Was accompanied the wind bent
When I opened the window
Trees fall
Flew my own roves
Destroyed all desire
Finally I closed the window
Locked the meeting all the door
Prayed so that the only one house
The Place took shelter of children and my wife
Not flown Together with the wind
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Daissociating Our Love
Do you still remember
when we in the morning go up
in the same train
you fallen down
beside me
with the hurt feet bleed
until come to your house
I dress a wound the feet
I dress a wound your heart
but at last we apart distance
so far
dissociating our love
like your hand gesture
following train which quickly
going easterly.
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