#Poetry Change

I can change my face to be more fairiest
I can change my body to be more charming
I can change my style to be more attractive
But I can't change my heart to be what you would like

True, that is right
When I say I could change a bit or a view
To be what I could to be
Or
I can say I would change because of you
I think that one is more radical

But the true change is
The change of one`s heart
Which is very difficult

You can change me only in one night
You can plastic-surge my face
You can build me an idealistic body
And you can dress me more better
But you can't change my heart

The last one ist the hard one
Someone who decide to change his heart
Would change his appereance
And the decision to change all details of his outer skin is just because his heart change

#Poet: Your Heat, Your Warm, My Love

I enjoy the heat from your body, your right arm. I love sit next to you. The warm you give to me is undeniable. So take my heart with you.
Take it with you and I will be yours forever. I don't want to lose you. So please stay close to me. Give me the warm you have more. Adore me.
When I fall asleep I dream you because you are always in my mind. When I sleep, please hug me. Please take care of me. Lie down with me.
Because the dream is always cold and freeze and dark without your appereance. I want you more. I need your body heat more. I want always with you.

#Poet I am Still ...

Still, I am afraid with you
And I am still afraid of you
You always make me afraid

Sure ...

Sincerely, you are a friend of mine
But you always make me afraid
And yes, I never ever have you in my dream
But you are here, haunting me

But ...

You are a friend
You are my friend
I have you, you have me
We are friend

Stop!

I should stop say anything of you
I should stop repeat my words of you
I just should stop anything about you
Now I stop thinking of you

Because ...

You always make me afraid
Anytime, anywhere
I am just afraid of you or with you
I am afraid

#Poet Between Us

Different head, different brain
It is so common to have different idea
Different eyes, different ears
It is not to amazing to have different mind

Why we should try to destroy each other?
Why we had to try to war each other?
What did you thought at last bow?
What do you think as tommorow?

Peace, we know it for thousand years
Peace, we want it for so many times
Peace, we look for million ways
Peace, what we created was only wars

Why we so pond of wars and tears also fears?
We want peace, we know
We suffer for it in the past and tommorow
Why we differe to gain more wars?

Different ways we walked for wars
We need a little enough for peace
Stop your personal and group egos
We want stop wars and being peace

Different head different idea
We have a peace as our ideal

The Follower

Disbelief and distrust
I might follow one of them
I already stand between them
I sit down with both
I might be one

I believe no one
I trust no one
I follow no one except that two
I believe and trust no one
I might be follow one of
Distrust or disbelief

Tuhan

2 Januari 2013

tak perlu menjadi Tuhan
untuk tahu pkiran-Nya
karena tak mungkin juga
percuma, tak akan ada yang bisa

Tapi hanya ada satu Tuhan
Dia mencipta manusia
Dia memberi harta serta kasih sayang
memberi raga dan jiwa
juga agama

Tuhan memang satu
Hanya manusia menganggap lebih
manusia ini ber-Tuhan yang ini
yang satu itu berlainan
manusia yang mau

Tuhan
tak mungkin manusia tahu siapa Dia
tak harus jadi diri-Nya
untuk tahu pikiran-Nya
jadilah saja makhluk yang baik

Surga pun neraka
tak boleh dilihat sebagai ancaman
ataupun rayuan
Tuhan tak begitu
Dialah Maha Penyayang

Tuhan diakui dalam agama
dan biarkanlah mereka yang tak punya
toh mereka masihlah ciptaan-Nya
dan pasti kita pulang kepada-Nya

Mengapa Harus Begini?

I

Mengapa aku begini?

melakukan semua ini

menjadi seperti ini

mengapa aku begini?

merasakan pedih tak terperi

oh, menjadi sesuatu yang tak kuduga

tak harus menunggu uga

tuk tahu dan meraba-raba

apa yang telah kuperbuat?

apa yang sedang kulakukan?

entah apa yang akan terjadi?

aku begini, jadi begini

karena begitu, terjadi demikian

kupikirkan, kupikirkan

kulakukan, kulakukan

namun tak terselesaikan

dunia masih seperti ini

dunia masih serupa lama

dunia masih sama saja

entah apa yang kupikirkan

entah apa yang kan terjadi

II

mengapa masih begini?

mengapa tak terjadi demikian?

aku bertanya, aku berpkir keras

aku bertanya aku bertanya

terus menerus dan semakin keras

aku bertanya kembali bertanya

mengapa demikian adanya

mengapa terjadi begitu keras

menghantamku dengan pukulan keras

lebih dari hujan yang jatuh tak pelan

menamparku tepat dipipiku

III

tak kumengerti lagi

bagaimana dunia seperti dulu lagi

beribu kata ribuan kata kuucap

tak seberapa banyak yang mengecap

kutahu kamu pun tahu

siapa aku siapa kamu

siapa kita siapa aku?

dan, mengapa harus begini?

#Poet Love Bad Bed

I give you my body, my wound

You take me with a little sound

what could I do, I have gave it to you?

I just want a loving heart from you

You say "just have fun" as an answer

I dare to say I want something more better

Better than have fun is only I ask

To complete all every my task

I ask you "love me!" just give me your love

I give my horse, I only ask you a love

You do not want give it to me

So I will take your soul with me

That is true, that is mad

While I am with you, I am bad

That is true, that is rude

Wanting more a night, to you I intrude

Be Brave Be Strong Be Good

Be brave

even you are facing the grave

be strong

even the world sentence you are wrong

be good

all of goodness is not bad, they are too good

be humble

when everyone behind you mumble

be honest

what is your task should be clear at the most

#Poet Desember First or Helpless Boy

This helpless boy's me.

Sick look a friend's helps.

Poor starving me, look at me!

I've pleasing twice, you need the third perhaps?

A day to come seems cloudly dim-light.

Search for joy and delight.

The dear folks ask "where is the knight?"

Maybe they are flee at night.

Pain doesn't matter when you could not catch the light.

Dread will not at your side because you do not have a piece of gold.

Do helpless.

Haunted not by that darkest night nor hottest light.

Nor by sorrow of the row neither by monstrous hollow.

Starve to death is that.

#Poet DARK AND BLIND

I take the risks for doing the mistakes

How could you enjoy them as sweet as milkshakes?

I don't mind, I don' take care

If I should go or you take me to go to anywhere

I lost my mind, I lie in such as I am blind

It was so dark, you do as it could be marked I am blind, so you are lying

I am groaning, so you are enjoying

I am soring, so you are not worrying

You are sucking, I am crying.