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I said, "Keep going!"
Let's the pain be your friend!
Let's the pain feel that it's not enough to push you down!
I just need finish this race through my line.
I said, "Keep going!"
I said, "There'se no future. All you know right know is a dream!"
I said, "Keep going!"
to myself.
Whatever, it takes.
Indonesia, 21st January 2022
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
Poetry
is a drug
for me
that sometimes
makes me
addicted.
And now
I'm trying
to get away
from it.
Indonesia, 18th January 2022
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
The last kid
in this world
was followed by death
but he did not care about it
because everyday
he'd been living in fear
surrounded by adult
who never understood him.
The last kid
in this world
never had a friend.
And the death
offered himself to be.
Indonesia, 13th January 2022
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
We all have the ability to suffer
when it comes to love.
We all have the ability to get the pain when expectations run away from our brain.
The reality always hits you.
And here I am in.
So let's get all of them create you become an art.
This poem may not get you
but it is better to share with you.
You may not realize who you are now,
until someone tells you,
someone that you didn't know before;
the strangers in your mind.
Indonesia, 11th January 2022
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
We need to stop for a moment
and take a breath to be able
to return to what we hoped for.

Like remembering childhood
and the ways we learn to grow into adults
even though we never really understand anything that we have been through;
playing football in the field next to the house after school,
or rent a game console set for a weekend night,
or spend the next day watching television cartoons.

Let's remember what memory has given us for the good things in the past
that we may now think of as something we can't get back.

It's true, that never happens again, even if we try,
but the feeling is no longer the same as childhood being put on things
that should now earn an adult title.

Let's laugh in silence at all the fond memories of childhood,
even though now voices of the pain of waking up are trying to come in and dominate.

Let's reminisce,
and lose ourselves
in the hope of the present.
Indonesia, 10th January 2022
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
Losing you
is a bitter taste
on my lips.
And I was a child
who had to learn
to know
there was a taste
other than
sweetness.
Indonesia, 9th January 2022
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
Someone
please
tell me
which is better;
writing using mind
or using heart?
Indonesia, 8th January 2022
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
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