Saturday, April 6, 2013

F L I G H T




: malaysia cabin air, amsterdam - jakarta

the sky is dark
covered in dripping ink jet that
dissolve the flicker of a thousand stars
unceasing roar of turn
on a pair of blades
screams seemed to call home
and traitors
still wielding daggers
grin
offend

sky stays the same
when memories fade
shed without a trace in space
empty
- all fraudsters
finally free of the dwarf
momentarily smug testify
and fell
buried lonely ....



Notes on a journey

DAUB SKY



time has risen to
roofs
raise the same ‘duha’
when the bamboo sticks, wailing
desing hit by winds
who passed away on disappeared
the rain ceased to be silenced
twilight
: not happy and sorrow
only difference in the all-color
a daub of black sky
back into the light
and herding noon on the verge of drowning
evening

love and hate just a piece of words
in the sense of relative
whatever the meaning of regret, but cries
groaned in final
date
stationary waves
eternal ocean blends with foot
sky
perpetuate destination
humans only trace
left behind on the sand
tongue wave
the jarring
eat the coast



Agats - Asmat, January 26, 2011


THE TIE




butterfly on shirt collars
dream blew up shiny sharp tongue
stiletto
: the rippling on a pair of eyes
water pool with a depth of terrible
heart cry was drowned
- even the battle was that the winner
pursuing opponents who ran scared
any enemy can no longer give
attacked

but the butterfly has been petrified in the neck
joy and sorrow
just play life
puzzles misleading
or doubt that will be answered in the final
time
butterfly
eternal
in black tie
pursed eardrum
heard no more noise ....



Agats - Asmat, July 26, 2010

ALOE TIME



: after the betrayal, oppression, pain,
and death - is there anything more frightening?

defied the light blue sky
pounced pale eclipse
where the poet would save
word?
conscience only poetry nan
mood
barely legible
any time, eternal ticking
get footsteps
on steep life
I never imagined

: after disappointment, humiliation, grim,
and liver injury-is there anything that should be mourned

tears just rock fall
then destroyed
am still visit
picked up a flock of birds
reluctant dew drop
and the sound of cows mooing
the clock keeps moving
rejected deserted
- what else to mourn?



Agats - Asmat, 3 November 2010