If you shrink to compactness, I’ll put you in my pocket
If you grow big and towering, I’ll climb into your sleeve
If you whisper gently, I’ll lean in close, intently
And close I will stay
A whisper away
Because you are me
and I am you
And whatever you name me
I will answer to
And if you can fly
I can too
If you’re a bird, I’m a bird
A Bamboo song
welcome the whisper of the wind
with its peaceful smiles
the swaying twigs
perform a beautiful song
and provide the encouragement
the leaves dancing in the rush of joys
evoke the playful spirit
and eliminate the worry
though its branches and roots
are small and weak
the wind was blowing hard
its strong rods remained firmly
swinging in the shade of the foliage
soaring higher
with its strong confidence
donated a million of gratitude
no room for the feeling of envy to pass by
no chance for a glance
on the beauty of another tree
it remained in its own beauty
even without a decorated flowers or fruits
contributed itself
to entertain through its peacefulness
provided shade on the surrounding
gave a ride across the ocean of difficulties
beautiful leaves
graceful branches
compactness roots
solid stem
lead the bamboo orchestra with its passion
and perform the beautiful song
the bamboo song
in the rhythm of its silence
there is a sense of peacefulness
(c) Sukmawati Komala
16 August 2013
Fluently flowing from her beautiful head,
Are locks of perfection,
Stopping abruptly at her back.
Sloping steep with elegance,
Forms her neck,
Supporting her head like it holds the world.
Smooth silky plateaus are her shoulders,
The sturdy top table,
Balancing good and bad like a scale.
Her torso was that of sexy seduction,
Twisting and Turning, confusing my love,
Tight compactness driving me wild.
Hypnotic waves sent from her hips,
Curvacious winding roads of elusiveness,
Her worst is her best interchangeably,
Skin tone of ebony, caramel, and honey,
A GODDESS sitting on the pedestal of Heaven.
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