Tuesday, 12. August 2008, 07:58:47
Angel, sketch
Let see....

Tuesday, 5. August 2008, 15:04:18
Shadow
It follows me, yet
Against me.
Being black
(and imitating).
A well-made ghost
Of one's real life
(a prove of existence)
Appear at daylight, yet
Nothing in the center.
Coming steady, yet
Away in a cluster..
Saturday, 2. August 2008, 10:02:49
Colour, vain, Life
The breeze turns into a dead silence,
Blowing a tone of mortality of
Serenity
Black or white?
Neither of it..
As one glances over the bound,
A cup of coffee does count.
Spilling the space of gradation,yet
Uncovering the long of time limit.
Boredom of rainbow veils the beat of one's vein;
Pumping the burgundy in the jungle of bewildered.
Is there any other unrevealed colour?
If searching means digging a mountain, then what i've done was ended in vain.
Friday, 1. August 2008, 15:38:13
alive, Life, Love
Being in love is like..
A clash of a saber,
Comes sharply and swiftly.
A roar of an engine,
Rushing in blood and soul.
An angel,
Enlightened and remain true.
A colonialist,
Possessing and dominating.
Being in love is..
Confessing,
Unstopped gazing,
Silence gasping,
But,
Being alive is..
Being in simplicity..
Simplicity in love and hatred.
Simplicity in sensibility and moronity.
Simplicity in extravagant and thrift.And,
Simplicity in facing the life itself.
Friday, 1. August 2008, 14:35:46
All the time,
One spends a sign of sigh.
Howling to the space, and
And crawling in the land.
Yet, cannot fly as gently
As the rush of the wingless cry.
Reality isn't real at all- when
The real is unreal or -when
The unreal lessen the meaning of one existence..
Wednesday, 30. July 2008, 02:44:17
Ketika aq melihat keatas, aku tidak bisa melihat apa-apa selain langit biru yg luas, awan yg putih, dan ranting pohon kamboja yg memutih.
Keindahan yang nyata namun mulai memudar.
Hari ini aku melihat hari yg sama seperti hari kemarin.
Hari yang sangat terang dan menyilaukan.
Perasaan yg sama seperti kemarin.
Mengerti namun tak memahami.
Jiwa ini serasa kosong dan hampa.
Sadar namun tak menyadari.
Mata ini pun mengkhianati...
Mengetahui tapi tak melihat.
Saat aku melihat ke bawah, aku melihat tanah yang sama tempat aku selalu berpijak.
Surga yang sama, tempat aku belajar melangkah.
Titik yg sama, tempat aku mulai mengais.
Tapi kaki ini tak lagi sama.
Melangkah tak lagi limbung..
Tangan ini pun tak lagi sama.
Mencari, tak lagi terulur..
Namun otak ini mengkhianati
Asa ini tetap sama..
Namun logika dalam hidup telah berubah..
Tuesday, 29. July 2008, 11:26:24
Sincere, Poem, Life, Track
Restriction in solemnity brings one's fragility..
Sweeping the villain of enmity in avoiding calamity..
Tell me the secret of being more sincere..
Without denying them who interfere..
If being human means facing life on a right track..
I would not afraid of stepping back, if it meant i can continue the journey on a right track..
Monday, 28. July 2008, 13:59:33
solstice
What day that make ur day?
Is it the one that make u the only one?
Or is it the best that makes u beast?
What life that make u feel more alive?
Is it the one that makes u super?
Or is it the one that make u suffer?
What love that makes u happy?
Is it the one that makes u furious?
Or is it the one that makes u curious?
What obligation that makes one humble?
Is it the weakness?
Is it the awareness?
is it the life?
is it the death?
is it the born but not reborn?
or simply of viewing the solstice?
A time when one sees hope waiting in the horizon..
Wednesday, 16. July 2008, 09:42:31
Poem, What Life Is?, Life
This poem, by Nikhil P., is my favorite....i found this poem by accident. It describe what life is perfectly well.
Life in deserts was sandy,
Life in caves was lonely,
Life in ocean was salty,
Life in stars was resplendent,
Life in car was modern,
Life in mountains was exhilarating,
Life in Sun was brilliant,
Life in forests was mystical,
Life in shadows was enigmatic,
Life in battlefield was belligerent,
Life in pearls was exotic,
Life in office was monotonous,
Life in sky was breezy,
Life in submarine was voluptuous,
Life in trees was mischievous,
Life in roses was fragrant,
Life in grass was intoxicating,
Life in webs was silken,
Life in paradise was divine,
Life in temples was sacrosanct,
Life in gutter was abhorrent,
Life in dirt was deplorable,
Life in rain was seductive,
Life in beehives was vivacious,
Life in wine was sensuous,
Life in computers was brazen,
Life in nests was sequestering,
Life in statues was stationary,
Life in icebergs was freezing,
Life in anthills was irascible,
Life in lakes was placid,
Life in locks was invincible,
Life in photographs was still,
Life in gardens was pleasant,
Life in mousetrap was asphyxiating,
Life in fists was curled,
Life in prison was disdainful,
Life in whirlpool was spinning,
Life in theater was dramatic,
Life in art was enchanting,
Life in boats was undulating,
Life in diamonds was glittering,
Life in moon was milky,
Life in kitchen was appetizing,
Life in beauty was ravishing,
Life in titillation was enticing,
Life in fantasy was stupendous,
Life in motherslap was blissful,
Life in medicine was healing,
Life in corpse was standstill,
Life in lavatory was pathetic,
Life in seedlings was blossoming,
Life in horseback was gallivanting,
Life in snakeskin was slithering,
Life in oven was sizzling,
Life in greenery was sedative,
Life in rebellion was evoking,
Life in discrimination was appalling,
Life in benevolence was gratifying,
Life in humanity was God,
Life in cheese was tangy,
Life in achievement was exultating,
Life in ambition was propelling,
Life in eyelashes was flirtatious,
Life in palms was dependant,
Life in fashion was bombastic,
Life in recluse was esoteric,
Life in keyhole was inconspicuous,
Life in kites was exuberant,
Life in glass was reflecting,
Life in tea was rejuvenating,
Life in sheep was impeccable,
Life in rocks was jagged,
Life in chains was abominable,
Life in feathers was tickling,
Life in egotism was preposterous,
Life in dawn was brandnew,
Life in dewdrops was mesmerizing,
Life in intrigue was electrifying,
Life in eloquence was mystifying,
Life in clock was pragmatic,
Life in childhood was nostalgic,
Life in robots was mechanical,
Life in fabric was shielding,
Life in soul was stupefying,
Life in roots was entangling,
Life in chains was hedonistic,
Life in bareness was lascivious,
Life in haziness was romantic,
Life in knives was lethal,
Life in chili was piquant,
Life in swings was fascinating,
Life in lechery was insane,
Life in rhythm was celestial,
Life in pulse was frantic,
Life in lies was cowardice,
Life in superstitions was non-existent,
Life in revenge was pugnacious,
But life in the heart of your beloved; WAS; IS; AND
WILL ALWAYS BE LOVE; LOVE AND ONLY LOVE…
Friday, 11. July 2008, 11:51:23
Poem
Indahnya dunia dapat dilihat saat kita memicingkan mata....
mentralisir pahitnya hidup dan menggantinya dengan ketiadaan...
jika cinta tak bisa menemukan....
rajutan keindahan kan hadir melewati asa..
melewati gerbang ironi kehidupan...
melewati apa yang namanya mimpi...
Aq berterimakasih pada semua orang yang telah membuatku merasakan pahit-manisnya hidup.....
Membuatku merasakan bahwa ada hal yang lebih penting untuk dicapai daripada berhenti dan meratap....
Membuatku merasakan bahwa cinta menungguku di belahan dunia yang lain serta menunggu untuk ditemukan....
membuatku menyadari bahwa ketakutan hanyalah aliran darah yang terhenti sebelum sampai ke otak....
Membuatku menyadari bahwa di dunia yang hampa ini aku masih bisa mendengarkan suara kalian yang tak berbatas.....
Membuatku mengingat nadi kalian yang berteriak untuk menyuruhku tetap bangkit disaat semua yang telah kucapai menggelegak putus asa......