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afteryourimbaud Mar 2019
You burn the box
and set the ring of fire
you tame the fox
and set up the wings of desire.

How can I walk away?

Let me in.
Joie Yin Feb 2019
Sometimes in life
We jump into rivers
To figure out
Whether we are
Good swimmers.

Blame not the current
If we struggle
It shows how
We deal with scars
And trouble.

It is not giving up
If we turn away
It is life saving
Fret the stream may
Carry us away.

It is alright if
We do not swim well
As long we live
To continue the story
Only we could tell.
afteryourimbaud Jan 2019
countless
tempestuous moments
a prognosis of the
stupendous temperament
a desire to believe
a desire to achieve
and I have never
looked away,
from the shallowest river
that I have sunk my foot into.
afteryourimbaud Dec 2018
What kind of world it is,
if half of it is satisfied in isolating the rest of it,
happy at letting it to be in
the dark over the whole idea, situation, and vision.

Even looking at the rest of it
invokes the other half of distrust and disgust.

Corrupting the idea
of a united world is the biggest treason committed towards the creation of mankind.
afteryourimbaud Dec 2018
If life
is a collection
of chain reactions
I wonder
who started
the chaos
and
who are at
the bottom of
the receiving end
because if it
falls short at
being fair
then nothing here
is valid.
afteryourimbaud Dec 2018
antologi itu
adalah
aliran
air deras
dari puncak
gunung
manakala
puisi
adalah
anak-anak
alunan
buih lunak
di kaki
terjunan.
afteryourimbaud Dec 2018
Time is slipping away
and we can't keep everything at bay.

But I can always feel you,
like how the leaf kisses the morning dew.
afteryourimbaud Dec 2018
What most
of the people
fear of
is their disappointment
in mortality,
the unconvincing possibility
of invincibility  
and everything that is
waiting for the eventuality
while
all they have
to do is just
to embrace it
like letting the wind
wrapping up
their body on a cold, rainy night.
afteryourimbaud Dec 2018
I am indebted
to this life,
for giving me
the meaning
to the
whole context
despite
the meaninglessness
of it.

For its inexistence,
I am just
going to be
another stardust
in a vast, darkly sky
above the raging sea
in every cold, empty night.
afteryourimbaud Dec 2018
lights turn on,
and it wakes me.

I want you to know how it feels like to be in my shoes, just like how you wish that everyone can feel the same as you and despite all of the feelings in this world that are generated by the same kind of source; love and hate, kindness and cruelty, sadness and happiness, we still fail at agreeing on the only great fate for us as we are reluctant to determine what is really right for us and therefore, in return, we can never leave our mark in any era, any generation that we are in, for the failure to avoid our will to consume from the deep within will ensure that we will endure another war, another famine, another epidemic that can only be undone by us, by having the empathy and love towards one another.

lights dim,
and it shatters me.
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