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Vanish Dance

I m your soul

Inside a vanish imagination 

Drops of Tears 

Shatter inner soul

Passion in our soul

Flames of incense 

White clouds

Ancestral statue

White rose 

Exotic Javanese dance

Desire on fire

A Carnal Holy passion …


Copyright © isa mahrie | Year Posted 2015


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Rebellious truth


I sung to the music 
Smile upon 
A whirling dervish 
A Javanese mystic 
A man of nature 
And a Buddhist monk

Ask 
What is important? 
Your creed or your deed 
Being theist or atheist 

Cast out by society 
Just being you
For we are the seed of Adam

People like us 
Banned by society
In the name of 
Righteousness

Listen to nightingales
Be free
For God has 
No religion ….. 


( If this a poem then am dreamin )
19/05/12


Copyright © isa mahrie | Year Posted 2012


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The Way

Soundless 
Timeless beauty 
Above yet under 
Neither left nor right 
Finite in the infinite 
Mindless nameless 
Seconds yet centuries 
You live yet die 
Tunes of universe 

Absorbed taken 
Snatch from this suffering 
Nothing yet everything 
Emptiness within fullness 
Javanese mystics
Wooden chairs

Move less 
Smile above harmony 
Tore my humanity 
Waiting.... 
For the next chance
Tunes of the way


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Note: AH ! its Bein A While A small group of Javanese Mystic longing to be there again...... Thats "life"


Copyright © isa mahrie | Year Posted 2015


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Java Blood

I may speak like I’ve lost my identity
I may look like I’ve ignored my ideology
But in this body, a Javanese blood is moving swiftly 
There is a deep bond, hard to be disregarded

The tradition that I never can understand
In their devotion of simplicity and modesty
Even in this era of madness
There are legacies that carry on
The thing that I should have done it too

Even if I was born in the age of technology
And some music is not an unchained melody anymore
I thought maybe music can relief me from the pain in my life
I don’t know why, the first time I heard the gamelan, it soothed me

Don’t know exactly their native language but I feel like I’m home
The music that has been long forgotten, the richest medication for the soul
Through their melody, philosophy is taught rhythm by rhythm
It’s the magical power from the past that keep us out from insanity

No matter where I will live
No matter what I become  
Even in another part of the world
This is my root, this is who I am
The java blood in me, this is my identity


Copyright © Mony Reyna | Year Posted 2009


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Java Isle- Canzonetta Prime

When sky is grey and east is clouded high
with ever coming stiffer breeze give mind
to take in sails and make things right with try
to keep bow pointed straight toward great swells kind.
Then we were close off coast of Java Isle
and she was pitching like oft one does find
in seas of vast strong blows, Neptune’s sour bile,
yet seen the harbor’s entrance plainly lined.

Give me to scold a pint of ale for safe
moor tie where we now wait on Captain’s mind
to pay for Java’s tea that doesn’t chafe
and stow below the crates that he has signed.
Now I’ve done my watch making tea is fine
all secured by strong lines that yea do bind
their cleats with bowline ties a careful sign,
this given order be on Captain’s mind.

Near tea sheds, along street where a man fights
for business during day hours, Kelna keeps
a saloon facing ocean’s harbor lights.
Above the place a bare room where he sleeps.
The Javanese locks saloon’s street door close
at night just before time when morning creeps,
that being time to leave for night’s friends, foes.
This know, a business record Kelna keeps.

Thought I’d have noggin right of Kelna’s ale,
it being rain and heat this Java night.
Can’t say for sure why Sooling like this sail,
but she came close to me with smile just right,
her eyes black like two crow wings flying near,
hips swaying time to music quite a sight.
Took Sooling by the hand finding table rear,
where we sat talking ending Java night.



Now I walked Sooling close to my ship, Gale,
ship’s grace well hidden by a moonless night,
a fetching dame beating the seas in sail,
full blown whose shape was a breath taking sight.
Near Sooling’s tea keep’s old shed where she made
her wage for keeping a bamboo hut site,
on finger prized possession piece of jade,
saw we hut’s gain at breaking morning light.











Copyright © Alfred Berggren | Year Posted 2017


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samurishogun

samurishogun 
Samurishogun 
Everyone likes java and Javanese movies 
Six feet tall even no inches not one the 
Sword was not deflected until the flat was on my shoulder and the flat of the 
blade was laying heavy on the muscle underneath  my obi wan Kenobi shirt 
when the shogun taught me not to sneeze on his command do not sneeze he 
told me or the head will grin the head will soon leave the body if you sneeze so 
please just do not sneeze or eye will have to take the sword in my left hand and 
then the head will grin 
The head will grin when the sword has won. 



Copyright © charles hice | Year Posted 2007