When the north meets the south, the east marries the west
A thousand island is far away, the imperial mission is on its way
Cradle to grave, heaven and hell-the oath of mankind
Nine to zero, Solar and lunar- the poetic of mankind
Eastern civilization-the sun rises, western civilization-the sun sets
Will guarantee peace of mind, will provide enlightenment
Master of primary, master of secondary- mistress of inspiration, mistress of affection
Seeking truth-not yet found, chasing justice- not yet got it
Take a ride with phoenix, fly with dragon-full of miracle
Glow in the dark-passion for naked masculine beauty
Pay attention to the painted mind- oriental and feminine beauty
The torture of the empty soul, the remedy for displeased
Tease me, teach me, take me- please me, treat me, heal me
Ignore reality- respect morality, go beyond the limit- so limitless
Human spirit of invention, demon spirit of destruction
Slave of any appetite-appetite for distraction
Born in the world of phantom- rise in the animal planet
The laurel crown of humanity- the kingdom of grace
Live in the wonderland- die in the desperate land
Dangerous fantasy and ****** of pride-festive moods
Driving along the road-get confused, walking on a dream, getting lost
Experiencing a sensation of danger-beauty in danger
Frozen moment in time-ultimate love and hatred
Singing love for poetry, song for music at blessing
Mar 25
Mar 25, 2026 at 12:06 PM UTC
Hide and seek
It is a game you like to play
You hide secrets you know
You seek life you want
You play hide and seek
Living today is dying the next day
Gaining in the morning is losing in the evening
You death is near to life
You like playing hide and seek
You play hide and seek
You wish will be granted
You play hide and seek
Your sins will be forgiven
Hide and seek
It is a game that never ends
Set yourself high in the sun
That is one of the kind
You play hide and seek
Having nothing to lose
Have everything to gain
Destroy everything you find
Grab everything you want
You like to play hide and seek
Mar 25
Mar 25, 2026 at 11:41 AM UTC
If I've known love with pain would come,
I'd forget her by beats of drum
If I've known misery and sorrow would be gone
I'd remember her by lines of poem
To the sun, one day
To the moon, one night
To the angel, one life
To the devil, one death
To Roro Diajeng Cah Ayu, one love
The sun and the moon for Roro Diajeng Cah Ayu
My life and my death for her only
Mar 25
Mar 25, 2026 at 11:01 AM UTC
She is a lady with the blossomed poppy
She is shine like a star in the sky
Consonance and dissonance are centralized in the universe
Everything will always be
So no welcome party for her
The little pink workbook she read
Makes her understand the enigma of sin
There is danger on the silk road
Three assassins and five killer are waiting for her
She lets them **** her hope
And she buries it in her mind
He is a man without home
He is going everywhere nowhere
Everything is coming back to him
And it keeps coming back
So no sweet farewell for him
That pill of sorrow he swallowed
Makes him stranded in the desert
There is the nine tailed fox waiting for him
He lets her show the way out
And he puts an end to it
Mar 25
Mar 25, 2026 at 10:54 AM UTC
just for you
these words are just for you
i write them down just for you
just for you
this song is just for you
i sing it aloud just for you
these words and this song are just for you
they are all just for you
just for you
this feeling is just for you
my strange feeling is just for you
just for you
this love is just for you
my love and my feeling are just for you
they are all just for you
just for you
just for you
this life is just for you
i live this life just for you
just for you
this death is just for you
i die this death just for you
my life and my death are just for you
they are all just for you
just for you
just for you
Mar 25
Mar 25, 2026 at 10:46 AM UTC
Tears are spent but no dreams have become real
Blood is shed but no peace has come
Faith is sold out but no victories have won
Hopes are endangered but no miracles have happened
Are we too young to hit puberty?
Are we too young to taste liberty?
Are we too young to feel guilty?
Are we too young to remain silent?
The moon goes back to the time of darkness
The sun goes back to the time of brightness
The season goes back to the time of silence
The road goes back thousand miles
Are we too young to commit sins?
Are we too young to know miseries?
Are we too young to feel young?
Are we too young to remain silent?
There is a choice between right and wrong
We still can redeem the past, justify the future
Let history become our witness
We never surrender to faith
Are we too young to remain silent?
Are we too quiet to remain silent?
Let this quiet silence rise to power
We will fight together till the end
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THE END
Nov 10, 2017
Nov 10, 2017 at 11:22 PM UTC
The king sits unhonoured on his throne
As his soldiers are running away from the front line
The queen lies with honour on her bed
As her armies are marching to their own death
Fathers of freedom are mourning for their dead sons
Mothers of wisdom are crying for their lost daughters
Are there any people luckier than us whose parents miss their children?
Are there any poets luckier than us whose lovers can hear their lines?
What else can our parents miss? What else can our lovers hear?
Drum beats are calling, war is answering
The prince eats his breakfast lustily in his dining room
As his battalions are covering death with victory
The princess puts her make-up sensually in her bedroom
As her legions are facing death in the battlefield
Husbands of widows are fighting for their wives‘life
Wives of widowers are waiting for their husbands' victory
Are there any places better than ours which soil offers peace?
Are there any poems better than ours which lines give peace?
What else can our places offer? What else can our poems give?
Clocks are ticking, peace is waiting
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THE END
May 7, 2017
May 7, 2017 at 9:29 AM UTC
Knowing a beauty is my fortune
Only disasters can change it
I will be writing lines about her
Will be sharing life with her
To see the world with her
And to be seen together with her
Knowing a beauty is my fortune
She has been waiting for me across the sea
Im sorry i still have to do this and that
Only my lines can reach her heart
Hope she can hear my soulful voice
Knowing a beauty is my fortune
Only miracles can change it
I will be singing poems for her
Will be sharing happiness with her
To see the world with her
And to be seen together with her
Knowing a beauty is my fortune
Nothing can change it
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THE END
Apr 25, 2017
Apr 25, 2017 at 10:58 AM UTC
Some say that pens are more dangerous than guns,
Words are more harmful than bullets.
If men of honour aren’t our kind,
Better to go home, shut the doors,
Hope for a saviour and fight no more.
Some say that war is preferable to peace,
Death is more honourable than defeat.
If theatre of war isn’t our kind,
Better to back off, close the gates,
Hope for peace and strike no more.
Bullets in our left leg won’t stop us walking.
We keep walking this dark path together.
We are on our way to victory.
Our bond is fertilised by blood.
Our fight has just begun.
Bullets in our left chest won’t stop us climbing,
We keep climbing upward on our miseries.
We are on our way to victory.
Our glory is secured by death.
Our fight will never end.
Some say that love is more poisonous than hatred,
Pretty is more deceitful than ugly.
If women of fate aren’t our kind,
Better to go to bed, close the eyes,
Hope for a nice dream and justify no more.
Some say that a few is more than many,
Soft is more powerful than hard.
If the will of heaven isn’t our kind,
Better to end the show, bring down the curtain,
Hope for a miracle and pray no more.
Our glory is secured by death.
Our bond is fertilised by blood.
Our fight has just begun.
Our fight will never end.
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THE END
Apr 12, 2017
Apr 12, 2017 at 6:05 AM UTC