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Magellan and Immortal Love

At this harbor, I'm welcoming you as the moon in the middle of the mist
Even Victoria’s keel [1] takes some tears back home, the southern voices
All I want is thee unbinding hair stack pieces
But you said, “Something happened with Captain Magellan indeed”

Therefore I am that Lapu-Lapu [2]: Adventurer killer
Because love is fatherland I stand up for, until I wither
And a waiting has become grave for days in suffer
So are you: a poem I’ve wrote with tears

"Love is immortal," thou say to the tides at foreshore
Like a solitude staying at heart, never leave for sure
And we are the dawn body missing sunrise in pure

But I very sure that love is giving and never taking
So battle in Mactan [3] I heard as usual sad story telling
Then anchor’s elevated, another journey is begin.



[1] Sailing Ship of Magellan
[2] Tribe which winning a battle of Mactan from coalition army between Datu Zula and Magellan.
[3] A little isle in Philippines. Near from Cebu Island. The battle happened in 27 April 1521.

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Empty Grave

At the third silence
up the poem to heaven

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Fragment of Cough Medicine's Ad

After erupting ache at the first,
the silence curled in the chest

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My Lips Is Your Wine Grail

because you are so sweet.
too sweet.
more than all of words I’ve said,
more than all of tastes I’ve tasted.
like you’ve been harvested
from the finest farm,
along the side of fertile river,
and stocked until your golden age.

your color is interesting red.
who can resist to the shining sight?
which very glow on the lips of the grail,
bright and warm so obviously seen.
therefore my lips as a very thirsty thirst.
a joy that need to be fulfilled!

I am the faith. waiting to the all being poured,
throw away, and all continues deed, until the last drop
to carouse. but ones will remember it from the latest late,
an existing tinny mindful between all of madness,
that’s a joy that never last.

even on this time, you, my wine,
off from the grail of my lips,

slips from my faith’s grip.

Jakarta, August 30th 2009

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Be Happy Hagai

Even from Babel we've been separated,
into Thou house, up to the hill, we will embark.

O Zerubbabel, how we don’t want to feel
a dry seasons, a hot weather; times when
our barley field, olive trees, and vineyard
give me an empty wagon, none in your hand.

And you, Joshua, it’s happened because we
want to see happy faces, a fertile land
with herds of cattle, a deer, and our children
are running around, climb up your highland,

into Thou house. So, with all Babel’s
ruins and debris, we’ll arise!

2009

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Shoes of Adam and Eve

/1/
Unfinished Fruit’s Eucharistic
Yet some sounds heard in frantic
“What’s that, Adam?” Eve is frightened out
Undressed Adam won’t to come out

“I do not know, Eve. Better us off in silent.”

In front of the heaven’s door,
two pairs of shoes dropped by
Adam and Eve closing up more
Then Snake quietly says,

“The time, Time of gets them in absent!”

/2/
GOD have told nouns
to Adam, but these things
for him are still unknown

“They are shoes, a protection for thy feet.
In order the two of thee will be far in fleet.”

So in hurry, Adam practices to use the shoes.
In other hand, Eve learn that left and right
are union in two different positions.

/3/
After they’ve gathered in the earth,
Adam asks Eve to have their shoes in cleanse

“Art thee sure we’ll walk back home?”

Without answering Eve,
Adam begins to make his shoes polished.

2007

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The Last Episode of Bachelor

Poem says to me,”Did you bore dating the silence?”
While laughing I answer, “I’ll marry it in hasty condition!”

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Shoes Party

Sometimes, Poet goes to the party.
Neglecting solitary for awhile.
Searching words in the open air.
"I hope I can find the most beautiful poem here."
This night, I'm very proud with my most colorful body.

On an arrival, I try to change my suffering card with a glass of laugh.
"Please, don't forget that tear of the card.
It will toss in the end of the party," said a man with the shoe,
who standing aside the door.
He's a waiter or the man who guests waiting for,
just because on their arrival, he becomes the first goal.

But my welcome drink isn't finished yet when I very shock surprised.
"Why the loneliness of mine is here too?"
Maybe silently it goes, just before the door unlocked.
To it I doubtfully walk.
"Ah, are you invited too?" It faster asks.
Between felt peevish and ashamed, bashful I am.
When I bow my head, again I surprised: I wear the wrong shoes!

“Don’t worry, it’s a shoes party. You can take a chance
dating the most ideal ones somehow.”
I still haven’t any clue, why my solitary
is very comfortable by now.

2007

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You Burn It Too

1.
You burn rose in a vase,
until my chest is the perfect red.
And a form of love fall as ash.

Prayer of the old saved, wafted incense.
She no longer rigid, no longer fascinating.
Who could stare coal?
But I am charcoal memories.

You also burn a cross, until it's real.
Real as the body moaning.
And this longing was crushed out of shape.

I heard: What a very dry winged in gloomy ceiling.
Another blanks that are so charred.
I'm so dust or staying the shadows.

You: Fire that measure with a quart of view.
Soon to come, briefly lost.

2.
You also burn a house of memories.
And all the embers of my chest says;
"Who is a gentleman lives in a dream of the night?

I hope: The smoke, so fragrant and true.
A reminder of a very deep events.
I fell in silent, and ask a body: materialize soon!

But you burn another verse,
about a bowl of water and slide the fabric.
O, an attack on earth barren,
please let all the seeds sprout.

As in the beach Nineveh,
there's growing allied pumpkins.
I am who crying out: Please do not wither!

For this night, will you burn too fish bones:
a story about the obsolete expectations.

3.
It's me, kneeled on top of ashes.
Before you burn all of me,
would you preach the whole story?

2010

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At the Second Visit

I again reading this tomb
to ensure that carved by silence is a poem