On Forgotten Things
On Forgotten Things is a poetry how one gets so overwhelmed with people’s opinion that they forget how to live and enjoy simple kindness in life.
On Forgotten Things is a poetry how one gets so overwhelmed with people’s opinion that they forget how to live and enjoy simple kindness in life.
Puisi ini tentang segala pikiran dan omongan orang yang begitu bising, membuat lupa tentang keindahan kecil dalam hidup. Ditulis di awal musim semi 2019.
This is a poem about a man who looks like a poem; who sounds like a soft-spoken rhyme to your longing soul.
A poet will always give you closure, she will wave you goodbye with every last word, and every breath it takes to write one rhyming verse.
Then you lay your body down, eyes looking up, your fingers pointing to the sky. “You’re pointing to a star?” I asked. “No, that’s a planet. Stars shine, planets don’t,” you replied.
A birthday poem for a good friend of mine: “She will take you out from the fake city lights to places where sun looks bigger than apartments and malls. Men, you can’t drag her down, because she is stronger than your bones.”
I love your energy it bursts whenever you’re talking about the last book you read or when you sip your cold black coffee while writing your poem A poem without rhyme, yet remains beautiful “You’re a great poet,” there I told you. “I’m not,” you replied. “I am a lost soul. A noise that resonates in silence. I am the…