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Best Poems Written by Jonathan Setiawan

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Nightly Fiddle

Following your endless wander
A cold comfort embraced me
As you dove into the unknown
I could only follow your vague figure
Chasing someone, something I don't understand
As I caught up to you and turned your face
Your enigmatic face still fragile as ice
Fixated at the empty space ahead of you
Even then you were selfish as ever
Even after I threw my tasteless dreams away
Even after I gave myself away
Even as I flew into the endless sky
With only dust on my hands
Always, you said otherwise
Tell me, tell me something I don't know, something I couldn't know 
Only as I fell did you tell me
Tell me you had been my friend
Comforting me as I descend
Thank you, my melancholy

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Velvet Drops

A buzzing cacophony
A paroxysm of colors
An unending well
A fly zooming about in circles
Thoughts swarmed by twirls and whirls
Still my mouth yearns another
A velvet drop to soothe
No one left to bother
Stole another bottle
Still my mouth yearns another
Running these tips across my shoulder
Sending shivers of excitement
Tilt the point down the flesh
Tear and let it run amok
I shriek not in horror
As I drown in all the flavor
Yet something is chasing me
Something I don't understand
As I gulped once again
It comes crashing at my head
Something sharp is tearing me
Hurry and fix me
Pass me the sew
As I ran the needle all the cotton won't hold
A broken teddy bear is left hanging
As I am thrown away
I've come to think again
I shouldn't wish for much
I shouldn't have done that
I should've known better
Heh, what does anyone know?
I only wanted to be whole

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Supernova

Graze by space, breathe of obsolesce
To reach ends; loose gasps espy
Down hazy firmaments crash poise
Bestrew thoughts asunder, sunk in levity
Dust fervid of the stars; it burns thee
Respite it sowed, deprave by night
Down the deep, quiet all I see
Clean of root and soot, shunned by the light
Free of respire, out with thine satire
Toy rust of age, fades a soiled visage
Prune this heart of mine, a heart ill with desire
Quelled with depths, trace mine shooting vestige
Mind illudes self, truth eludes mind 
To the ends my soul travails, here my body end

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A Distant Melancholy

A chick plucked off its wing
Down the tall oak branches it sung
A song sung nigh free of yearning
Down the hazy amber elm til its life hung 

Near the shore, a kindred spirit melted its last candle
Melted under the dark night sky, its damping light drew him closer
Resuscitating his clockwork, its hand ticked, he threw himself in the shore, without a single ripple
A short-lived sight of a light that chose to fly away, and away, further, and further

I took a stroll down an old park, visited by a dream ever so distant
With ideals buried asunder, I selfishly blew those old autumn roses, greenheads who lost their vigor
I dare not to turn back, a bent world was left with carvings reduced to a remnant
With time and life that will soon disappear, I yearn that lost feeling of fervor

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Halcyon Fall

Through the beige isle, veins of green holler aloud
Lush foliages of maple, yet I pick upon a rosebud
Mists of sentiment brabble, springing whistles of reminiscing
From the floor, they call out to me, unrelenting
I kept at it, pacing across the vast meadow
Lights begin to dim, even so, I shall escape under the nightly glow
Along the paths, I turned over, my gaze fixed on a lonely, yet luminous flower
Gasping for its life, each breath drew me closer, soon after, I saw it flicker
Taken aback, with these bare hands, I gave it my company
As it swayed, we fell in harmony
The fickle daffodil bathed in silence, hapless, it let out a thud
Gently, sunlight veiled its charcoal petals, a light breeze blew, and I too shall return to mud

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Abstain's Scion

As I wander across the arid dunes
Singing along, stringing along the ghastly glacial tunes
Sinking in the sands of debility
Saddled on a ride filled with sanguinity
Pondering, contemplating, despairing
Again, something is missing

Losing my touch as I bask in unfulfillment
Treasuring countless, meaningless sentiment
Albeit freedom-sworn, forever I am imprisoned
Locked behind those mourns of the damned
Days fly, and keep flying, freezing this ever old tale
The pained, unchanging currents never stopped, my heart too shall never settle

The nightly howls never halted, my eyes open unendingly

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Paper Cranes

lights crack, breezes of salt drown the eyes
Toss heads of dye, howls collide, the waves still
Pacing the wharf, glances leer throughout, giants tear through the skies
Decrepit soul, thirst of white, it is a race to uphill
To a place of barren dreams, no ink to spare
Quakes crash, again, again, I'm awake, no... , you won't reach it
A man, drifting across time, ill words blurred with satire
Forget it, once more, once more, it has a form, no..., you can't face it
Turmoil, a fading beating, repressed a voice that will vanish
Never did you look up, there you were, as always, folding cranes
An old hat, lips staggering, that face is no more, a life that will vanquish
Detached farewells, fractured, as you diverge leaving your bygones 
Dazed, as you keep stumbling, cries drowned in clamor, a mind looped in trance
You... mute as sights follow, a mind frenzied in silence

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Pale Porcelain

Clad in bright white sapphire
Millions crawl, the exhausted lay to admire
Within its swelling eye thousands desire
At the back I lie, waiting to expire
Scratching the walls without respire
I danced into crossfire
With a soul which yearns to retire
Lips littered with satire
A heart prosecuted to hellfire
Still, my porcelain surface shone as if a luminaire 
Slowly the winds fill me with tire
Yet for the last time, my body rose high of inspire 
Amidst the silent woods, my mind's a wildfire
All that remains, a mind left in quagmire