Best Dinda Poems
(27/06/2011)
There I was, the only woman
With three others
I was the most nervous one
I looked at other tables
There he was, the poet who can act in his words
While at the other table groups
All woman, four other poets
Chit-chatting in chattering
I could only look down, no eager of confidence
Back to observe my own table
Next to me was a calm and gentle poet
Yet his words act like blades
Gently black at times
Full of flowery romance at the same time
Next to him was other gentleman
Who masters all the topics
From social to politics
The other one, very keen
With his wisdom words and sweet writings
You have no idea how grateful I was
Being counted in such a massive convention
Sitting equally with artists in words
I lifted my head then and blended-in
I was one amongst the perfections
At my table:
Myself - Dinda Minardi
Calm and gentle poet with sharp words - Michael J. Falotico
Gentleman who masters all the topics - Dr. Ram Mehta
Wisdom and sweet writings gentleman - Rick Berry
For "Table of Four" Contest
Sponsored by: Michael J. Falotico
Categories:
dinda, sweet,
Form:
Free verse
Yogyakarta*
(26/08/2011)
If only I could make it then,
To the place I call second hometown
To the city I long for four years
To the souls of my real relatives
Just to talk about it brings me tears
Where my best Eid-El Fitrs* took place
If only I could close my eyes and click my heels
I’d trade what I own to have the first pace
So I could go there again, and put smile on Dad’s face
To arrive at grandma’s place, to the city that is grace
* Yogyakarta is one of the cities in the Middle Java (I live in East Java). It’s my dad’s hometown and my second city to be called home.
* Eid-El Fitr is two days after we, Moslems did our fasting in one whole month.
In Indonesia we have this tradition to ‘come home’ to our origin hometown in Eid-El Fitr, whether you are moslems or not, because of the holidays. And as described in this poem, I really miss that city I call home.
By: Dinda Minardi
For Michael J. Falotico's Contest "Close Your Eyes and Click Your Heels"
Categories:
dinda, city,
Form:
Free verse
(30/10/2011)
It was my first kiss
Heated by your warm soft lips
Sweets from your lips’ tips
Intertwined desires
I sipped chocolate of your lips
Our blood pumped in whiz
Dinda Minardi
For Michael J. Falotico contest
"Kiss Like a Fruit"
Categories:
dinda, on writing and words,
Form:
Senryu
TWO STRENGTHS (( COLLABORATION ))
by~ Dinda Minardi
Do you still remember how we played around?
Mocking each other over our guys
We were princesses in our parents’ lawn
Bonded by our laughs and cries
When family downtime crawled
We hold each other as we’re the older
Our maturity has been boiled
Ready to serves as a breaker
We are one and stronger
Always love and respect for you, sister
To fight with you, Is all I willingly to do
When you give up, I’ll be your whip
As you ‘re a jolt if spirit’s asleep
by~ Poet Destroyer
I could never forget the way we played around.
Yes! We played patty cake to showoff in front of boys.
We built a white castle than, brother tore it down.
You were never afraid to show how much you care,
Especially when we played tag, and you never played fair.
Now your heart is filled with greater love.
Your like an angel that fell from above.
Your invisible wings protect me in every fall,
When we where small you protected me from nightmares.
I secretly enjoyed the way you pushed me around.
You held your head up high, and never let me down.
Our fights where silly ways of building a better bond.
My stubbornness came from trying to be just like you.
Now "the strength of me",
Comes from "the strength of you."
A collaboration with * Dinda Minardi
my collaboration contest
Categories:
dinda, family, me, me, strength,
Form:
Free verse
Hug of Words
(11/09/2011)
By: Dinda Minardi and Michael J. Falotico
(Michael)
Two sets of eyes that never met.
A hug across lands where words connect.
We whisper and dream in poems so clear.
So far away but can still wipe a tear.
A friendship with no sounds, but a treasure I did found.
(Dinda)
Thousands of landscapes and lining mountains,
Cannot separate our mingled words that fountained
Dear precious, our bond is stronger than before is certain
Wishing spells and crafted words in rainbow tint
We fulfill each other, as dry season completed by season of rain
By: Michael J. Falotico and Dinda Minardi
For Tracie Edwards
Contest Name 'Grab a mate and collaborate
*9th place in the contest
Categories:
dinda, friendship, on writing and
Form:
Rhyme
(29/02/2012)
I love how you convert your friends with kisses
Changing their look physically
I love how you affect their identities
You bring out comfortness inside them gently
No matter how bold a color
To soften it always what you do
White, a conqueror that pure
Beware, its power is true
*Inspired by Russell Sivey
Contest 'The Colors Have It'
Written by: Dinda Minardi
3rd Place :D
Categories:
dinda, on writing and words,
Form:
Rhyme
(14/01/2012)
To publish my first poetry book
Is the best gift I could give myself
Since I haven't tasted present that big before
To know I've written that much from my book
Is the best gift I could have
This blissfulness, I don't want it blurred
*I just published my own book, and I'm so very incredibly happy 'bout it. Certainly the best gift I gave myself :)
Thanks to you all Soupers, I really inspired by many of you
It contains of my past poems since 1998 - mid 2011
Check this page: http://nulisbuku.com/books/view/life-love-and-luck
http://nulisbuku.com/books/search?search=dinda+minardi&pilihan=writer
:)
Categories:
dinda,
Form:
Free verse
A Poem for You
By Michael J. Falotico & Dinda Minardi
(Finished in August 14, 2011)
~Dinda~
Same like yesterday of yesterdays,
I sit under this three
He sits on the woodenbench
Before, he just him in the same ways
Then unique him set free
Tastes like dewy meets thirsty to drenched
I’ve sighted his eyes, down to nose, slide onto his lips
How come a stranger makes me beat my heart faster?
I can’t imagine if he talks to me, can I bear the shock waves?
I wonder, when will I get that eager to see his face closer?
My underestimation has been impressed wider
I used to be a talker.
With him around, I’m only an observer
What can I say, I am now an admirer
Atleast this park provides me air that's clearer
So I can still be sober
~Michael~
A day in the park seems to take a change..
I try to write words but they spill out strange..
This blank page is being played with by the sun..
Shadows crawl up and down but none with fun..
My eyes travel past the wishing well to a tree..
A smile that shines but I only wonder is it for me..
All these words I write she can't see or hear...
My legs are frozen from this beauty I fear...
~Dinda~
Who is he? He robbed my breath and blocked my sanity
Could he be? The one who’ll keep me from uncertainty
Or it’s just my brain mutiny because I want him too badly?
How should I know?
My self-esteem suddenly low
Should I start it first, or would it only make out worse?
What a perfection he has, I can only gasp
By his all I sigh, while my hands sweating on my lap
~ Michael~
Well she is moving closer, what should I say?
I will tell her I'm drawing a picture of today..
When she see's there is no paint only words and letters..
I answer "I have drawn a poem of you" which I feel is better..
With no words we kissed and smiled for hours..
I flipped the page over and drew you a flower...
*I had fun in this collaboration. It was my first collaboration and I feel honored to collaborate with such sweet poet like Mr. Falotico.
I hope you enjoy! :)
Categories:
dinda, love, me, words, write,
Form:
Rhyme
I Fall in the Fall
(03/10/2011)
It was between dry and rainy
season here
When you breathed early fall’s
weather sphere
Love visits in a weird way
When you were far, I had nothing
to say
Now you almost near, I think I
jump my heart
Is this really a good start or only
cupid's random dart?
You make me hold my breath, dear
When you suddenly appeared, I
cried a tear
The intimacy communicates with
my feeling
My heart’s fence starts crackling
I’m asking about fall, you’re
giggling
Never mind, as you’re here, I can
feel the leaves falling
By: Dinda Minardi
Inspired by Michael J. Falotico's
contest 'Falling in Love in the Fall'
Submitted for Nathan D. - "Best of
the Best - Poem" Contest.
Categories:
dinda, on writing and words,
Form:
Couplet
Two To Tangle -Dinda Minardi
TWO STRENGTHS (( COLLABORATION ))
by~ Dinda Minardi
Do you still remember how we played around?
Mocking each other over our guys
We were princesses in our parents’ lawn
Bonded by our laughs and cries
When family downtime crawled
We hold each other as we’re the older
Our maturity has been boiled
Ready to serves as a breaker
We are one and stronger
Always love and respect for you, sister
To struggle with you, is all I willingly to do
When you give up, I’ll be your whip
As you‘re a jolt if spirit’s asleep
by~ Poet Destroyer
I could never forget the way we played around.
Yes! We played patty cake to showoff in front of boys.
We built a white castle than, brother tore it down.
You were never afraid to show how much you care,
Especially when we played tag, and you never played fair.
Now your heart is filled with greater love.
Your like an angel that fell from above.
Your invisible wings protect me in every fall,
When we where small you protected me from nightmares.
I secretly enjoyed the way you pushed me around.
You held your head up high, and never let me down.
Our fights where silly ways of building a better bond.
My stubbornness came from trying to be just like you.
Now "the strength of me",
Comes from "the strength of you."
A collaboration with * Dinda Minardi
my collaboration contest
Categories:
dinda, me, sister, strength,
Form:
Free verse
(25/08/2011)
To see cute faces
And their innocent sweet smiles
Wonderland it is
Angels to play with
To be playful is a must
Friendly is needed
Tell them how to show love
Singing, reading and counting
So thrilled when they laugh
It wasn’t my goal
But I’m inspired by pure souls
Teacher is I am
By: Dinda Minardi
(25/08/2011)
Categories:
dinda, cute,
Form:
Senryu
(25/12/2011)
I don’t fancy what God did to
me
I had my loss just yesterday
Last memory about her was
when
she smiled at me
Couldn’t believe she had gone
away
Her life was to bargain
With this pure soul I have in
my
arms
Until I see her again
I promise I’ll protect him from
harms
One life was taken, after one
given
for the forsaken
Life as it is, we have to
surrender
of what it has given
dinda minardi
* many doesnt know what this
poem try to convey: it is a
poem about husband's loss of
his wife because of giving birth to their son.
Categories:
dinda, husband, life, loss,
Form:
Rhyme
(28/10/2012)
These whole times
I've spent my life assembling fractured pieces
Gluing them with my tears
And mending them in my caress
For a man that used to be fragile and scared
I’ve brought him life and honest deed
Now he’s strong like he’s never been scattered
He forgot who he was and leaves me strayed
I can still hear his fears and weep
What a heart he has
After he’s fixed
He discards me ripped
I mended him
With tears I glue my fractions and will win
Dinda Minardi
For 'Picking Up the Broken Pieces' by Gail
Angel Doyle
Categories:
dinda, life, me,
Form:
Rhyme
(23 April 2012)
When you're possessed by tears and fears
Open yourself of what world brings
‘Cause it would absorb the mist
Ignore all those deafening hiss
As your muse will give you a kiss
Chin up high and raise your fist
This is the quote that inspired me.
“Do not feel lonely. The entire universe is inside you.” By: Rumi
I agree of his quote. Universe is made to help human. We just need to embrace what's provided and believe that no one's made lonely.
Written by: Dinda Minardi
For 'RUMI IN RIME COUEE' Contest
Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud
Sits on 6th place (",)
Categories:
dinda, on writing and words,
Form:
Rhyme
By Michael J. Falotico & Dinda Minardi
~Dinda
Surely, nobody can tell the future.
But I bet my life will make a new picture.
Love came across my eyes, I’m awaken.
It’s drifting in my heart, vibrating my stomach.
All the black thoughts have been forsaken.
Now the term is ‘for our sake’.
I embrace all that I could take.
From his terrific kisses.
To his miraculous touches.
Everything on him is my trigger
God! This love is more than just pleasure.
~Michael~
The butterflys now dance again.
Her exotic stare has me dazed without my pen.
An angels lips that bring devilish thoughts.
A game of love has now changed what was taught
Behind the trees and in our place.
Our hands travel as two hearts race.
The velvet touch of your silky skin.
Far away from heaven but never a sin..
A day started with me all alone.
Now this sweet flower I shall take home.
Categories:
dinda, love, romance, love, me,
Form:
Rhyme