I'm a foreigner at the crossroads what you see from a distance wave hands say hello to you. I've been confused ever since stand alone in the crowd, no one sees me except for a pair of eyes that is lodged in people's heads which I never knew before; and the clouds turn blue but don't hurt flowing right over the head then the birds rise expel the wind who had tossed my long hair. I just stare at them, hope they don't look at me. However, the world suddenly stopped. And my world seems to have a limit to transcend isolation. I'm a foreigner at the crossroads, which has been left behind by old memories, and when the new comrades have become adept at reading signs, and therefore we have bonded like a relationship that we are not really aware of. I'm a foreigner at the crossroads, greet you as a stranger too, but now everyone is busy making their own festival, and don't ask, I make a festival for whom, except for the day when I'm not known anymore.
Indonesia, 30th November 2021 Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
He does not see or hear her since the war A massacre an apology cannot erase His consumption to cannabis stubs And get-high quick remedies It's been said the children are not his what then has he to fight for?
These are the consequences of home wars usually.I just wrote this poem based on experience.What do you think of my poetry guys?
Custom cannot wither, nor age enslave My infinite array of memories. I came of age upon a wave Of ideals that anchored Changes and elders outraged, Appalling them into rage. They often responded With violence, yet we endured. Even when comrades were shot down, And protesters run to ground, The promise of a new world grew in secret, In the impromptu families in hill towns, Or the remnants of Haight-Ashbury And the minds of Lost Boys and Girls unbound, In the survivors of Kent and Jackson State; Our dream died not but elected to wait, And In the choices of all Not to succumb to servility Nor women to proscribed maternity. Equality stayed the rule instead of resignation. Now, age has slowed but not stopped us And we reach out across the air, Teaching young ones, as passionate as we, To distrust despots, ever serve the cause of liberty.
Kindness A kindness movement is creeping in to save our world . It's in The USA With people shouting out , let's make America kind again. Human Kind is our nature the earth our mother. Incredible army's are moving in ,writing on hills KINDNESS . It's simple we are born to be kind It's there in our human nature. Captured in smiles feeding and nurturing . Come on comrades raise up and be the kindness you want to see in this world Kindness rules
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