Signs of Age
Fireworks in the sky blue flowers
splitting evening
signs spread joy
worldwide
in the dark
some people
the spread bombs in churches
who kill innocent people
lying in the bottom of the cross
next to the mosque
which has been side by side
not disturbed in his peace
What this means:
for our mutual suspicion
draw one's sword
and kill each other
to become a member
your group
as terrorist
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The Heaven Door
silent public road
shimmer of public road lamp
as flower in garden
flower in my love garden
following dark side becoming shadow
life which sometimes leap the exhilaration
but on the other side dwindle
in silent corner
without meaning
only suffer the eye
for a while future still mist
by smoke incense
the incense and supertitous formula
what cannot reach
the heaven door
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Unthreatened Dark horse
Unthreatened
Dark horse,
Ten o’clock in the line of fire
At the cutting edge
When all's said and done
Around the corner schoolyard
Under the trees
In the twinkling of an eye
Laughing and joking
While sleeping
Full of joie de vivre,
A lot of fun,
Close the eyes to
It appears that
From head to foot
Whiffed-waffle
Unthreatened
Dark horse,
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New Aceh Sunlight
Aceh sun
sunshine burn my husk
is brittle
from open plane door
high wind, dry befall the face
homesick of native land
I walk among they
parrying homesick by myself
new leave taking the children
and wife
but I hold up because wishing to tread
at land; ground cleft newly
trying to trace the face
on the chance of newly
peace from endless conflict
your humanity
of the same nation
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Teen dreams
when adolescence
my dream never change
but in everyday life
dreams
bring my mind to fly hovering
although only can go hand in hand
running after-school
in the shade of tamarind trees java
and trees Ketapang
that the row-row planting
as shaded footpaths roads
after until the house
when nap
the girl's face
attached under the pillow
restlessness that carried flow
breathed the breath of the night
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Age Children
It is inconceivable
when we were kids
childishness comes
anytime and anywhere
but when it gets old
and had to deal with children
we're back to the infancy
because we are already beyond the age of adulthood
then be face-to-face we
debating something real
no need to debate
because each of us
live in our own world
which is different
who left the world a growing childhood
The old is back to the kids
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Command
Every morning I see the army commander
Provide command his soldiers
ran around the field
Before learning marching
Using weapons
Horseback riding
As he aimed his arrow into the target enemy
Far and near
Invisible to the eye, and which slipped quietly
In a blanket in the recesses of our hearts tonight
Hidden Enemy
A far more dangerous
From the superpower nuclear arms
More than just a play on words
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One Four Three
the bank so crowded.
Usually I am lazy,
queued in crowded.
took my pension.
Queue hour and hour.
to wait
in front the monitor screen
was waiting for the official teller
shouted called my number,
'one four three! '
I rose from the chair of my place
to be waiting for hours.
Afterwards put forward
the savings book
that already amount
was written
in order to make
ends meet
every a month.
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Golden Flute
Golden flute sound of Kang Gareng,
High-pitched, split the air mist
Splitting the dark night yan
A troubled heart-wrenching
Into pieces
Scattered in the street life
In the dark of keropak history
Stirring historical sense
Milestone in our lives and make changes
Direction, according to the already soaring high desire
Diiiringi shadow that is always attached
In step desires
In a misguided longing forest
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When 'bedug' Sound
when 'bedug' sound
the call 'sholat' come
the human being come
to mosque
worshiping Allah, hungering for peace
at heart, hereafter fast
one day full of
during one month
while another come to church
wihara, temple worship the same God
merely differ the name and mention
but intrinsically one
the peaceful expert
which during the time we look for
at face of a world of tearing
by war at all points
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