my little poem... Thanks God... :-)

still walking...walking...and walking,in Your rules...
I.
Good Morning

I open all the windows
Fresh air with eyes half closed
Lowing long-throb

beautiful day
Overwrite all the soft grass
smile from sunrise

The spirit of this morning to you
feel with our heart
repeat every breath of healthy

Good morning my roses
Good morning all friends .....
happy summer


(krk, monday.1.36am)
from my heart

II.
Thanks God... :-)

I was walking and studying
more and more every day
but its still a little
I was very fragile in sadness
I was suffering unstoppable
I was feeling sore that never healed
I was blood and tears
and You have been solve it
while I find You...
untill now I tell You that many Thanks for my life
oh, God...
You teach me that You have the best plan
in this life

(krk,monday. 1.20am)
from my heart

III.
Let me spell wound in that land

dear land
Weight packed
Slowly but surely you're headed
Fly and fly
Leave me staring blankly at the edge of the horizon,
pick the former and loyal

And see
when the blue attack
Set aside friable waste
I looked behind the red soot
Give me enough time
Spell your wound
Till,
when you arrive back
teach me to understand
words from wounds

(Krk, mond. 5.35pm)
from my heart

thanks for reading ...:-)

Berita Basi Pertiwi... pahamkah ?

pic derita rakyat,from googling

I.
Wahai Penjagal Negeri : Panasnya Pertiwi

panas teriakmu
jerit hati seisi bumi
rakyat negeri makin terluka
manakah berita elok, duhai pertiwi
panas sakit derita tangis
kelam suram mati hancur
ugh!
yang gendut tak hanya perut
rekening lebih gendut
yang terbuang tak hanya kotoran
janin suci ikut terbuang
panas dan makin panas
namun pasti neraka lebih panas

(krk, tuesd.3.21am)
astaghfirrulloh, mari zikrulloh bersama, agar panas menjadi mudah dilalui...:-D
(masih shock nih,kita yg di LN aja tabungannya masih pake celengan ayam, koq yah pejabat di dalam negeri bisa punya T-T-an di bank2 LN... >< astaghfirrulloh, titipan rakyat?)

pic *suap-suapan*


II.
It is about : millions of sore

millions of sore
poor small people
democracy has died
true false in the folds Newspapers
without smile
without tears
you just said no problem
case closed
justice is money
money is your power
oh,
and untill the future
millions of sore for us

(krk, wed. 4.41pm, my heart)

Semoga dapat menjadi bahan introspeksi diri kita... :-)

Jika si hijau terus ditebang, apa dampaknya teman...?

Tentang Si Hijau

tetangga gagah itu
ayunkan kapak : tak tuk tak tuk
kapaknya membelah nurani
bahkan lidah jadi tak berasa
si hijau dilumat
luruh di depan mata

duhai puspa warna-warni
kembang cantik di musim semi
disinggahi para bidadari
bersemilir pelangi
sekejap saja : mati
sim salabim tercipta kursi
jua lemari
dan hiasan pagar kanan kiri

kemudian dongeng berlanjut
kala hujan deras landa negeri
banjir...
oh,
padahal si hijau sang penetrasi
banjir...
ia malah terseret : turut sampah

tetangga gagah itu
lagi ayunkan kapak : tak tuk tak tuk
tak ada nurani

(krk,sun,12.07am)

*tak hanya wilayah asia, Amerika dan Eropa pun sudah sering dilanda banjir...*
kita manusia, kapankah berhenti menyakiti pepohonan...? sajak ini dibuat untuk mengingatkan diri sendiri agar tak lupa bahwa tumbuhan itu adalah MakhlukNYA yang punya posisi penting di bumi, ;-) salam kangen buat bunga-bungaku di KL...^-^