DEW DROP

time is always wise to relieve 
thundering storm 
after broken tree trunks - bleed - 
night is still silent on the ticking of the clock 
hungry wolves howling in the distance 
and restless air toppled 
: The search should be continued? 
why it must feel to lose anyway? 
if -I never really get 
just hope that if a horse raced bitch 
at the exact pace of the morning hunt 
when a drop of dew falls 
wetting lonely ....




Agats - Asmat, May 31, 2012

RED SKY

: Is there a middle anyway you feel, sir?

trip down the back edge of time always on mute,

vacuum without words or silent without sound,

and the traitor is still lurking in the corner of the same

- just a promise for meet in the  indeterminate future ,

-I was not yet  finish the act,

"say something in the cell ...."

distance and the line was destiny, just

the shiluete who flashed to get

similar coloring the sky red as blood

Agats - Asmat, 29 April 2012

VERSE NIGHT

dewy night in tears efflux

what applies to you my dear?

sword sharp tongue has also hurt the heart niches

too late I said "yes" storm was furious spinning

: "where?"

I was at the base of the ruins of time wandering

words seemed hollow after the pain

hit without apology and forgiveness

then tomorrow - I do not know ....

the end of the story when the supreme conceal ago

just a cut from pieces of events,

Yogyakarta, June 26, 2012

M A L I O B O R O

: "after decades ...."

I betrayed the pledge, the more soot evening drizzle dripping ink

my shadow  collapsed into a pair of eyeballs

pitter patter of horse hooves and the roar of engines streets

breaking the vacuum bubble

shot flew into fireflies firefly

I drink the honey and gall from a cup

how quickly raced clockwise judge

hope that was not there in the recesses without a map

-I was knocked into a stranger

in the edge of pavement, winds cruel tongue era

the dragging step towards the void

- ups, I want to go home ....

Yogyakarta, June 24, 2012

TWILIGHT PORT

should I kill memory?

I forget! or longing it

nan bitch into the wind blows wild

break twigs, leaves snatch

where is tomorrow when today is free for choice

just keep swirling river currents toward

efflux estuary - not the show will be held after the curtain clenched?

"not to mention ending love story ...."

when the sky was getting gloomy sun

that tired glowing, red skyf ade, now dim twilight ....

Agats - Asmat, May 18, 2012