Best Indonesian Poems
Guru said, how many times to tell you
it's okay to make mistakes but don't sit
idle; accept it, good part now you’d knew
how it fails, don't try to prove you're unfit.
Also, learned the self-forgiveness to you,
how to love self despite fault, not to quit.
Cherish steps taken to correct and do
once more; don't hold negative thoughts and sit.
Look at those poor lives, they're homeless, sick too
Thank HIM, you're better off, not a misfit
So forgive yourself for your mistakes, do
not regret, said Guru, do you get it?
Don't worry much about what other do
think of you. Do things you love to make it.
~X~X~X~
what a glorious Indonesian delight
fragrant dainty ephemeral beauty
she brings her recipient serenity and joy
remembering her first bouquet when she was twelve
eighty years ago; she deeply sighs.
Jika saya tidak mempunya dia,
Hidup saya akan berakhir.
If I didn’t have her,
My life would be over.
Tidak akan ada warna.
Tidak akan ada yang menarik
There would be no color.
There would be nothing interesting.
Hidup tidak akan berbaloi untuk dijalani.
Hidup saya akan berakhir.
Life would not be worth living.
My life would be over.
Pancaran langit biru
Biru biru semakin menggelap
Lantunan malam menyeru
Sekarang senang sudah melelap
Tertidur bersama pejuang
Sekarang kesenangan selalu datang dengan juang
Bagiku tawa mu yang murah, sebuah ketenangan
Kesenangan yang tidak menjelang
Dirimu bagai garapan dari malaikat
Kau mengubah bening dari pekat
Keramahan mu tiada tanding, tak bisa lepas, selalu melekat
Jika kau diriku mungkin tubuh ini tak penuh luka
Tak penuh deduri kaca
Tak ada pahit yang terbaca
Teruslah bersama, teruslah melangkah
Teruslah tersenyum, jangan lah terjatuh
Jangan lah mengkabur, semangat mu jangan lah menggoyah.
English translation :
Title: remembered tranquility
The blue sky radiates
The blue is getting darker
The night's melody calls
Now happiness has fallen asleep
Sleeping with the fighters
Now joy always comes with struggle
For me, your laughter is cheap, a tranquility
A pleasure that never comes
You are like the work of an angel
You transform clear from thick
Your friendliness is unmatched, inextricable, always attached
If you were me, maybe this body wouldn't be full of wounds
Not full of glass thorns
No bitterness would be read
Keep going together, keep going,
Keep smiling, don't fall
Don't be vague, don't let your spirit waver.
Judul : Genangan yang sisah bayangan
Kesalahan masih tergenang, terbayang bayang sampai langit memudar
Putaran emosi masih belum berhenti, tidak akan bisa ku genggam, tak bisa bubar
Tubuh ini bagai pembuangan, yang dianggap hambar
Genangan kenangan terserap, membuih oleh sakit
Genangan kesenangan mengenbun melayang oleh fakta dunia ter cabik capit
Minta maaf, jangan sama kaset rusak
Jangan sama wajah yang sudah koyak
Apa lagi diri ini, bagai debu yang terinjak injak
Maha agung!, hamba sudah rela memudar
Sudah rela di hapuskan
Juga titip pesan kepada mereka yang bubar
Tiup, padamkan, benamkan saja diri ini dunia sudah campak.
English translation :
Titles : Puddles that remain shadows
Mistakes still linger, haunted by shadows until the sky fades.
The swirl of emotions hasn't stopped, I can't grasp it, I can't disperse it.
This body is like a waste product, considered insipid.
A pool of memories is absorbed, foaming with pain.
A pool of pleasure condenses, floating away by the fact that the world is torn apart by claws.
Apologize, not to a broken record.
Not to a face that's already torn.
What's more, this self, like dust trampled underfoot.
Great! I'm willing to fade.
I'm willing to be erased.
I also entrust a message to those who have dispersed.
Blow, extinguish, just drown this self, the world has measles.