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6.8k · Jan 2014
grateful for the blessing
is there nights still exist..
and helpless cries..
i always remember the part of missing stories...
i slept with dry eyes..

as the sun sets in the sky..
my hopes go along with it..
everything’s seem leaden in solemn..
until i’m alone again without you come into my night..

i guess i should be thankful...
at least we have one thing in common..
all i think of is you..
and i know that you do the same too..

when moon's climb in the leaden night slowly...
i can see your face figure in the stars..
don't you know that  i’m always  thinking of you..
i wish you’d think of me too..

if i wonder how this will work..
when you think of nothing but,
yourself,  your poems,  your life
and i can’t help but love the way you telling it into the poems..

but maybe this what the fate is..
a twisted series of two soul and mind's fused..
and maybe i’m destined..
to be the victim of my feelings ..

but how can i blame the fate..?
for something that i have control over...
i know you don’t thinking the same as mine..
and i know i’ve fallen too deep into my imagination of your figure..

you have them lined up..
just another notch on your belt..
am i the fool...?
am i the one who fell...?
but i definitely don't  mind at all..

you twist my yearning around your sincerity...
and your lies around my words..
you’re the definition of beauty..
horror, pain, desire  and love...

should i run...?
should i give up..?
sometimes i wish i could just sleep...
or  never get  wake up when i was dream of you..*

┈┈┈┈┈»̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶  ƦУ  »̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

apakah masih ada bentuk malam itu.. .
dan ketidak berdayaan sebuah tangisan...
masih teringat aku akan sepenggal kisah yang hilang itu..
saat kuterpulasi dengan mata yang kering..

bak mentari yang tebenam dilangit..
begitupun keinginanku yang melaju turut..
segalanya tampak kelam dan hening..
hiingga aku sendiri tanpa engkau singgahi malamku..

harus kusyukuri..
setidaknya kita memiliki satu kesamaan ..
aku mengenangmu  ..
dan kutahu bahwa engkau melakukan hal yang sama ..

saat rembulan mendaki malam kelam perlahan ...
aku dapat melihat gambar wajahmu diantara bintang ..
tahukah kamu bahwa aku selalu mengenangmu ..

...... dang... why i should made two ver for my poems anyway.. lol.. just writing...
i suspect the most we can hope for...
and it's no small hope,  is that we never give up...
that we never stop giving ourselves permission to try to love and receive love...
4.8k · Jan 2014
dearest sister
when the moon  writhe and crawling the silent night..
it was time to layover yearning  who clotted for sweetheart..
when the sun excited to greet the morning ..
it was time to embed cheerfulness on the idol of conscience..
sprinkle knitted heart turmoil and dew drops each cavity of jasmine petals ..

i greet to you,  my dearest sister..
each twist will crease beautiful crowded heart longing ..
so that  relieved you feel full carefree breathing..
with the presence of me,
i will fulfill your every drought in the lake of your worries ..
i will treat every your petulant  in lap with more  excellent attention ...

return back to you  as always,  my dearest sister..
to pulling  the curtain  the recesses of the heart that always hiding ..
to wrapping blush smolder desire in your heart arms ..

because your bliss,  my dearest sister..
it's  most beautiful thing that can i enjoy ever ..*

-the poetry is dedicated to a sincere friend of mine, Ha-

┈┈┈┈┈»̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶ ƦУ »̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

adinda

kala sang rembulan menggeliat merayapi malam sunyi..
tibalah waktu untuk menyinggahi gigilnya kerinduan sang kekasih sanubari..
kala sang mentari bersemangat menyambut pagi ..
tibalah waktu untuk menyematkan kecerian pada sang pujaan nurani..
menyemaikan untaian gejolak kalbu dan meneteskan embun disetiap rongga kelopak melati..

kusambut darimu, adinda...
setiap simpul lipatan hati yang sesak akan indahnya kerinduan..
agar terasa lega engkau bernafas penuh riang..
bersama hadirku,
kan kupenuhi setiap kekeringan ditelaga keresahanmu..
kan kumanjakan setiap rajukanmu dipangkuan perhatian nan syahdu...

berpulang selalu kepadamu, adinda..
untuk menyibakan tirai pada relung hati yang selalu bersembunyi..
untuk membalut rona kerinduanmu yang membara dalam dekapan hati ..

kerena bahagiamu, adinda...
adalah merupakan hal terindah yang dapat kunikmati..
whatever it's you're seeking won't come in the form you're expecting..
that's why they said,  "man purpose but God dispose.."
****** up along with it, then..
4.6k · Jan 2014
the villain heart
absolutely scandalous the way you are..
you treat me mercilessly for feeling cheerful ..

so cruel attitude you are ..
thou silent throughout my sense of my disappointment to smile ..

truly evil your touch ..
you whip my heartbeat pounding and carefree ..

indeed bear your concern ..
you fill up my weak with politely invincible ..


really sneaky way you are ..
you stole my heart a dozen years ago to freeze and harden ..

indeed savage your sincerity ..
you satisfy and pamper me until i could not walk on the mainland ..

because you are the villain of heart of mine..!*


┈┈┈┈┈»̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶  ƦУ  »̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

san­g penjahat hati..!

sungguh keji caramu..
engkau perlakukan perasaanku tanpa ampun untuk ceria..

sungguh kejam sikapmu..
engkau bungkam seluruh rasaku kecewaku hingga tersenyum..

sungguh jahat sentuhanmu..
engkau cambuk detak jantungku berdegup kencang dan riang..

sungguh tega perhatianmu..
engkau jejali lemahku dengan santunmu hingga tak terkalahkan..

sungguh licik caramu..
engkau curi hatiku belasan tahun lalu hingga membeku dan membatu..

sungguh biadab ketulusanmu..
engkau puasi dan manjakan asaku hingga tak sanggup kupijak daratan..

karena enkau adalah sang penjahat hatiku..!
the best index to a person character is how she/he treats people who can't do her/him any good..
and how she/he treats people who can't fight back...
4.5k · Dec 2013
friend of angel
at the end of the ticking time that rushing ..
i contemplate the expanse of despair that has passed ..
at the junction of desire that embroider serene ...
my hopes are pinned hard petrified ..

as i trudged up the ladder of life ..
you bolster me in order to stay ahead ..
when i am tired to hit hardest desire ..
you wash my sweat with exuberant embrace..
when i get wounded by the sharp of blade  of era ..
you wrapped me with sincerity ..

there's no string of words that look beautiful to me,
i spit all over the rhymester while reading pen script from your conscience ..
there's no shade of voice that sounded good to me,
i throw up the whole commercial hypocritical preacher when  hear advice  from your sincerely ..

if the shape of the grateful is exist,
then i will chisel your figure in a stretch of horizon ..
if a form of sincerity can be visible to the eye,
then i will paint your smile in the court of canvas twilight ..

my polite to my friend my angel,
i ask god,  salvation for you ..
i ask the cause of prime  substance , health for you..
because your happiness is an honor for me ..*

-the poetry is dedicated to a sincere friend of mine, Ha-

┈┈┈┈┈»̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶  ƦУ  »̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈


sahaba­tku malaikatku

dipenghujung waktu yang berdetak laju..
kurenungkan hamparan asa yang telah berlalu..
dipersimpangan keinginan yang menyulam syahdu...
kusematkan harapan yang keras membatu..

saatku tertatih menapaki tangga kehidupan..
engkau papah aku agar selalu terdepan..
saatku lelah menghantam kerasnya keinginan..
engkau basuh peluhku dengan rimbunnya dekapan..
saatku terluka terhunus tajamnya pedang roda jaman..
engkau balur perihku dengan sejuknya ketulusan..

tiada untaian kata yang terlihat  indah bagiku,
kuludahi seluruh pujangga  saat membaca  torehan pena aksara nuranimu..
tiada keteduhan suara yang terdengar merdu bagiku,
kumuntahi seluruh pendakwah komersial nan fasik saat mendengar tausyah tulus darimu..

apabila bentuk dari  bersykur itu ada,
maka akan kupahat figurmu dihamparan cakrawala..
apabila wujud ketulusan itu dapat terlihat mata,
maka akan kulukis senyummu dipelataran kanvas senja..

santunku untuk sahabatku malaikatku,
keselamatan bagimu kupintakan pada Penciptaku ..
kesehatan bagimu kumohonkan pada Dzat penguasaku
karena kebahagianmu merupakan kehormatan bagiku..
there's no sincerity that can be buried by the time and circumstances..
3.9k · Dec 2013
my conscience
O my conscience,
immerse your  laments in my shoulder ..
i stroked it every longing grating your beautiful hair ..
i listened to the sound of the breath right conscience little sob ..

i held my conscience,
my beautiful and cheerful absorb the whole silenced ..
i'll understand your silence and every beautiful ..
and I'll put out any smoldering of your jealousy ..
i'll treat it every charm your referral..

just lets you to know,
when incandescent embers of passion vibrate our body ..
a longing,
faint creeping expanse of our memories ..
miss you,
hurling beautiful memories in a serenity..

and among the writhing of our body while longing crave to possessed ..
that love is the inner desire ...*

┈┈┈┈»̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶  ƦУ  »̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

oh nuraniku,
benamkanlah nestapa keluh kesahmu dipundakku ..
kan kubelai kisi kisi kerinduan disetiap helai rambut indahmu..
kan kudengarkan deru nafas yang mengisak suara hati kecilmu..

kan kudekap nuraniku,
dan kuresapi indah cerita yang luruh terbungkam..
dan kupahami setiap diammu yang cantik..
dan kupadamkan setiap cermburumu yang membara..
kan kumanjakan setiap pesona rujukanmu

ketahuilah,
saat pijar bara gairah bergetar ditubuh kita..
sebuah kerinduan,
sayup merayapi hamparan kenangan kita..
merindukanmu,
melontarkan indahnya kenangan dalam kehampaan..

dan diantara menggelinjangnya tubuh kita saat dirasuki kerinduan ..
bahwa cinta adalah nurani kerinduan...
when the glory night envelop the moon that would light up the exhilaration of heart..
the sun was reluctant to reveal smile to warm the earth..
3.4k · Dec 2013
copulate with conscience
take me to your serenity..
so you feel joy in the deserted ..
give me a privilege  and a name ..
in order to reign in your heart and in it excite plump body ..

can't run and hide from the conscience  ..
could not bear the will of passion flame ..
the soul has long been frozen and can't be extinguished to felt ..

i want to give a bear hug  to a small shoulder and  crushing the faithfully ..
creeps passionate embrace your body with longing coals ..
kissing  your thin lips deeply  until it burn your desire..
**** your tongue wild  until unsatisfied romance ..
licking strong passion in your chest until bubbling subsided ..
shake your wild fantasy to  spoiling you with endless fondling ..

your night is ocean impression that never fade..
wading and paddling memories together ..
beautiful, warm and whole in your arms..*


┈┈┈┈»̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶  ƦУ  »̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈


hadirk­an aku dalam heningmu
agar tenang engkau dalam sepi..
beri aku sebuah gelar dan nama..
agar dapat kubertahta dalam hatimu dan berkuasa dalam tubuhmu..

tak dapat nurani untuk berlari sembunyi..
tak sanggup kodrati diri memikul rasa..
lama jiwa itu membeku dan padam hingga tak sempat merasa..

inginku peluk hingga remuk pundak kecil kesetiaanmu..
mendekap gigil gairah tubuhmu dengan bara kerinduan..
melumat tuntas gelisah bibir tipismu hingga bergetar lunglai..
menghisap liar asmara lidahmu hingga terpuasi..
merengguk hasrat peluhmu yang berjatuhan hingga terpulasi..
menggagahi kencang gairah didadamu hingga membuncah surut..
menyetubuhi manjamu dengan cumbuan tak berkesudahan..

malammu adalah  samudra kesan tak berpudar..
mengarungi  kenangan dan mengayuh kebersamaan..
indah, hangat dan luruh dalam dekapan..
if your night is your decision,  then sail through it with  your wild passion of lust
3.1k · Jan 2014
the way you drown
when the dawn flirty flicker on the horizon of the hill ..
feels cool breeze wash the bitter wounds ...

when the blazing sun dancing on the head burn jealous ..
so graceful way you speak ..

when the sun pull over and hide the east stretch of ocean ..
so light up the dim dark brushed off behavior ..

when the evening wading longing raft ..
so beautiful the way you steal sank deep trough ..*


┈┈┈┈┈»̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶  ƦУ  »̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈


cara karammu

saat sang fajar mengerlip genit diufuk bukit..
terasa sejuk  hembusan angin membasuh luka yang pahit...

saat sang mentari menari terik diatas kepala membakar cemburu..
begitu anggun bertutur caramu..

saat sang surya menepi dan bersembunyi ditimur hamparan samudra..
begitu terang perilakumu menepis gelapnya temaram asa..

saat rakit kerinduan mengarungi malam..
begitu indah cara karammu menyuri palung yang dalam..
these are the times that try men's souls..
i woke up thinking a very pleasant thought. there 's lots left in the world to see..
3.0k · Dec 2013
dusk striker
words can't describe that emotion in her eyes as her glaze casts upon the world..
with an open heart she holds it, with an open heart she loves it, and with an open heart she lets it go but yet she wonders if she'll always be alone..

what is this emotion she wonders, what is this emotion mean to me..?
as a man stares down the world..
but nothing can hide the truth behind her eyes that wonders if she'll always be alone..

just for a moment in time two dusk hearts fall into gray..
blinded by distrust and dismay..
but as they try to hold they are pushed farther from the real each day..
yet always they wonder, will i always be alone..?
is there no one to call my own..?

but one days he see's her and connects with her eyes..
he knows instantly that there is something inside..
but he has to be careful, because she has just fallen and her heart lay in ruins..

she see's him for the very first time and she's seen that look..
it's like a hunger they hide..
she thinks she knows what he wants, so she just tries to hide..
she gives him the shoulder, she turns him around,  in all she plain shut him down..

as he tries and tries, all he gets is denies..
he won't quit though, he knows she'll come through..
he wants to believe that she'll let him through..
time will not matter because he knows that this love is true..

as one heart yearns for his lost love, the other tries to mend its pieces..
she tries to make sense of this strange resentful man..
why would he want her, why always hold out his hand, why has he tried..?
why does he not subside..

he will not hide he wants her, he knows that this is not right..!
he pushes with all his might, inch by inch he earns her maybe she has seen the light..

at last he has woo'ed her as she has seen..
he is not like the others, she just had to believe..
the solemn man who has taken the day because he's taken the best she is and his to stay..

she has opened her eyes, another day in this beautiful life..
as she rolls over to the side of the bed she feels his arm grasp her and cups her sweet head..

she lets him pull her close as they heat up the bed..
at last she says that i'm no longer alone because i've found my own..
i've found my everything.. i've found all my own..
he's just like me and he understands it all..
he reads my thoughts and through his whispers i hear the answers..

"true love is real and it's all because i've found you.. "

two dusk lovers lay in twined..
two dusk lovers with love undying stay together forever more..
for in the night the sky was alight as the world around drew new..
destructive weapons destroyed great intentions and ended the lives of so many to soon..

time has passed but still that moment lasts of the two dusk hearts in twined stays true..
for they are solidified by the light that ended their lives to soon..
perfect definition of each depiction of their love is true..

now if only the world could learn from this man and woman that true love will always last through..

into the night you can still hear her delight as they dance through the stars and into the moon..
and always they say that i love you in the form of attention..*


┈┈┈┈»̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶  ƦУ  »̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈
if we are separated under the same sky..
then keep in mind when we look at the same dusk..
2.9k · Jan 2014
the queen of cranky
i remember  you more than you know,
then don't ever hesitate  to leave me..
and i missing you,
then please don't ever hesitate to hide away..
i could lost myself later..

because of you,
the teenage girl  that  first i know..
who is close,  will definitely caught by me..

because of you,
the princess of hearts..
dare to steal mine..
until i forgot myself..

love me softly,
for me,  you are sweet popcorn..
the phantom  heart who makes me  jealous...

love me tender,
for me,  you are a ripe mango..
the villain of love which makes me so mad...


┈┈┈┈┈»̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶  ƦУ  »̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

Sir­atu pundung

aku mengenangmu lebih dari yang engkau tahu,
maka jangan segan untuk meninggalkanku...
aku kehilanganmu ,
maka jangan sungakn untuk bersembunyi..
aku dapat menyasarkan diri..

karena kamu,
gadis terhebat yang pertamaku kenal..
yang mendekat pasti akan ketahuan olehku...

karena kamu,
sang ratu hati..
beraninya mencuri...
hingga aku lupa diri..

kasihi aku dengan lembut,
bagiku, engkau berondong manis..
sang siluman hati yang membuatku cemburu...

sayangi aku dengan tulus,
bagiku, engkau adalah mangga yang ranum..
sang penjahat cinta yang membuatku jadi gila..


*heu.. :O  mengapa begitu lebay dan tendensius tulisan ini, ahahay.. =))
sorrow is better than fear..
fear is a journey, a terrible journey. .
but  sorrow is at least an arriving..
2.3k · Jan 2014
lust of conscience
i put love in your heart ...
and you make me a part of your night...
in an increasingly turbulent night hugging ...
you satisfy my longing and warm my romance...
delivering mounting throb....

gentle breeze caressing your face...
looks beautiful blush color of your face ...
when your thin lips ****** by the roar of jealousy of mine...
foundered knees in your sweet longing ...

it will not let go handheld fingers...
looking at the tumultuous and passion ...
i brought a cold kiss on your forehead...
then put your fingers in my chest...
and i whisper  to your ear deeply,  "my love,  please feel the throb and my restless tonight.."

all night we made ​​love in the embers of romance that increasingly stretched...
piece of the story we create full enjoyment...
although still hung leaden sky...
not apart arms clutching...

i flung my longing for your night field ...
until you heartily drank furiously ...
i pinned my romantic turmoil in the arms of your night ..
to filled up the lake of  your wild love ..
then wading through a night of passion and relentless ******...

i held it creeps up your amorous passion satisfied at the end of the night....
i buried my longing desire in every inc of your body that ripe fragrant and full charm of passion..
when you grabbed at shoulders of my love that burning so strong...
i will not stop to rain and pumping your lust until you forget to trample the earth ...*


-the poetry is the result of a collaboration with a sincere friend of mine, Ha-

┈┈┈┈┈»̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶ HaƦУ »̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

no..!  we don't definitely doing **** as seen, it's just our thoughts *******..
fight fire with fire and get burning..
pumping passion with longing and  it will surely go explode..!
1.7k · Jan 2014
draft 1
kulantunkan - lembut
kunyanyikan - kesenian
kukumandangkan - religi
kuikrarkan - formal
kulafazkan - detail
kuucapkan selamat malam duhai..... hahay.. :D
mana nih yang pas ya..

*kukumandangkan maklumat yang merindu..
oleh sanubari yang tersenyum kelu..
dari iman penghapus birahi dalam kalbu..
membangkitkan cinta yang menggebu..


       hingga ranting direlung hati tak sempat betanya..
       akan kemana gundah dalam jiwa terbawa..
       mungkinkah hanya sebuah nestapa...?
       yang tersingkap oleh nafsu dunia fana..


nurani yang kian membangkang..
bertanya pada tubuh yang terkekang..
merebahkan raga dihamparan angan yang tak lekang...
adakah keikhlasan yang terjengkang..

    
      tutur bijakmu sering tak terhiraukan..    
      seluas samudra perhatian kau berikan..
      dalam kasihmu tersandar persahabatan..
1.5k · Dec 2013
to you
do i  not ever come to you ..?
although only a jiffy night ..?
dark current visible universe embroider ..
when the earth and the moon would not come together ..

don't you know ..?
and why we do not accept each other ..?
though i still want to be together during the yearnings ..?

differences that make us fall in love ..
measurable distance, treated flavor ..
lest you get hurt ..
i'm always right there ..*

┈┈┈┈»̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶  ƦУ  »̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

apakah aku pernah tiada datang kepadamu..?
meskipun hanya sekejap malam..?
saat gelap semesta terlihat menyulam..
saat bumi dan rembulan tiada mau bersatu..

tidakkah engkau mengetahui..?
dan kenapa kita tak saling menerima..?
meski aku selama berdegup masih ingin bersama..?

perbedaan  yang membuat kita saling jatuh cinta..
jarak yang  terukur, rasa yang terobati..
jangan sampai engkau terluka..
aku kan selalu ada..
wind and fire  nor outages and charred..
1.0k · Dec 2013
what the fox say
when the glory night envelop the moon that would light up the exhilaration of heart..
the sun was reluctant to reveal smile to warm the earth..

when the fire burn until the wood becomes charcoal yield and melted into disappointment..
the earth will always embrace the rest of the wood by the fire burning in her arms..

then it's me and you in equation narrative prose deep and glorious..*


┈┈┈┈»̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶  ƦУ  »̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈
if the fire will be extinguished only by earth and water ..
then do not put out the fire with your power..
1.0k · Dec 2013
sincere straight forward
there is no implied right to dim the sun ..
there is no sign most solemn moon ..
when wood was burn by the fire until melted charcoal,
then earth sincerely embracing ember without a groan..*

┈┈┈┈»̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶  ƦУ  »̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

"tiada tersirat sang mentari kan meredup,
tiada tersurat rembulan kan tersyahdu..
bila kayu terbkar oleh api hingga melebur arang,
maka bumi kan tulus merangkul bara tanpa mengerang.."
it's not possible for the sun to get the moon and the glory night also can't precede the afternoon..
and each circulating is in an orbit..
this time we are trying..
wrapping the wish with wound..
pile up the jewel with ember..
cover the reality with archness..

this time we act the same..
digging what wont be sought..
calling what is denied in the bottom of heart..
release what  has been gained..

no.. isn't this heart want to be cheat..
however, the moon  and earth has yet to meet ..
let moon dimly hug the yearnings..
wishing the sun would never know..

but that's okay ..
by the time that we've got ..
we're string up again more words ..
of the fire and the wood will be intertwine more stories ..

and at the time ..
maybe a hundred or a thousand years later ..
we'll meet right in the heart of the horizon ..

whether the previous dreams that  want to be shared ..
or even ourselves had already not recognize each other ..*


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if the wood burning fire, the fire did not want to do that ..
because he knows you are the earth even though he would deny it..
797 · Dec 2013
O rain
O rain ..
flush her with the warmth of my desire ..
wet her with a roar of passion on every breath of me ..
flood her with  lush  of  this  restlessness ..

so she's knows ..
it's  for her ..*

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"sang hujan..
sirami ia dengan hangatnya kerinduanku..
basahi ia dengan deru hasrat pada setiap hembusanku..
banjiri ia dengan rimbunya keresahan ini..

agar ia tahu..
itu adalah untuk Dia.."
how you can run from desire,  if your conscience  is paralyzed..
621 · Apr 2014
how to write as conscience

the problem is..
being a poems in yearning..
in the silence of solitary nights..
i still wander heedlessly..
upon the pleats of my papery heart of longing..
besotted by the fragrance of a garden of love..
that we never planted in a distant desert..
is that you savour and trust each words your lover has..
but without question..

the problem with..
being a poet in conscience..
so skillfully that i have crafted the art..
to carefully lay the beats of my heart..
to sleep between its folds and pleats..
O’ this Origami of my heart..
how well i have mastered the art..
and it's all about you..

we are simply in love..
with bare literature...
spoken from the mind of someone we hold in higher regards..
and then ourselves sometimes..

in the stillness of serene dawns..
i still walk barefoot..
upon the folds of my rugged heart of yearning..
looking for the footprints of a shore..
that we never cared to saunter together..

when you love a poems..
each word you utter should be a piece of artwork..

Still..
Oh, still at the very thought of your figure..
i hold this creased paper in my palms heart..

and still..
still before you come to know of it..
i gently fold it away..
and hide it in the voids of my *****..
along with the paper jasmine,
paper flowers,
paper stars,

each sentence is a highly thought out structure of awe and beauty to leave us seeping..
in the warmth of your voice and caressing such fine words..

meh...
along with the few crumpled angels..
treasured to forget for sure..
between the pressed beats..
of your flimsy heart..

so when deciding that you love someone,
who writes or reads for it..
just go for it..

fill their souls with beauty,
memories,
and truth especially,
for a poet's heart breaks at ease..*


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despite my ghoulish reputation, i really have the heart of a small conscience..
i keep it in a jar on my desk of my mind..
mmmk...

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