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Melody 1d
Your circumstances were never up for
Auction to all these tattletale devils.
Karijinbba Jun 4
Warning ducks be not proud!
if loose lips sink ships,
stubborn fingers typing
end platonic virtual pen pal ships.
E-mailing tenderly saying:
Hello, how do you do?
Sharing ones pains or joys;
a lifetimes treasures found or lost,
love's worth's heart aches shared
doesn't mean instant intimate nor
lifetime attachment past, present
nor future exist.
Assuming it does is deadly.
True love's bank is many gated
wisely sternly guarded.
Multifaceted seven faced is love.
love treasured lives within,
shared on free will basis.
Is all love sane and good?
Is all love offered G#d sourced?
I'm wise to know true love's worth.
Multifaceted gates is love,
love either given or received
a two edge sword wisely is.
Accepted or rejected
must honor boundaries.
Love's sanctuary nest
is free will principled
where love endures true.
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By Karijinbba
All Rights 2021-06.
Lately I believed the marriage institution us a system that must be amended
both on paper and in heart.
There's so much love to share love of tree love of four the knew paradigm ?
one single woman one man for a lifetime needs change where true love amends all without jalousies malice or greed families in larger modes leads to happily ever after.
marriage divorce over and over is madness
Predetermined, predestined
Every existence, occurrence, state
Otherwise there's no God
Lawlessness would do frauds
Everything lawfully wrought
Evidence of God
Complexities of Nature
Limited intellect
Inability to comprehend
Make us ignorant
And our ignorance
Gives birth to chance
Predetermined, predestined
Every existence, occurrence, state
Determined by His Will
He bestowed us intellect and will
We excercise these at His Will
Predetermined His Will
For Him past, present, future merge
He is the Will
Karijinbba May 16
I have fought sprouting
the common ardurous way
known by most Earthlings,
through mean suffering pain
that life is filled with.

I sought to sprout of pure joy
immense happiness only,
true love found grasped.
faintly,
that joyful way of sprouting
great wisdom
like a lovely butterfly
from rose bush traveling
to rose buds
flew by me
eluding my white
gardenia rose garden.
Or stealing what it could.
My wisdom now bleeds.
and many avoid me
like a bad owmen.

They wear blindfolds
drink heavily and do other
cruel things to themselves
seeking paradise blindly.
The wisdom of profound joy
that never arrives to stay.
Some asleep walk in their pain.

I won't ask you to walk with me
we all crawl, walk, run, or fly
following our own dreams
roads not taken weeping.

I wait for one traveler only
who would share any ride
To happier easier greener
serenity pastures.
Perhaps together learning
Not to bleed for wisdom,
  and working out troubles
as they come along
One day at a time.
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By Karijinbba
All Rights reserved
2021
Learning comes unplanned
embrace it and discard
Leaving all for tomorrow
Mostly tomorrow arrives but wears masks

I am a tired but willing traveler
Zywa Apr 21
I think there is a beautiful palace
deep inside me
where gods determine how
my life must pass

They want satisfaction
are all unrest and
many, unruly
they do what they always do

They spoil my senses
enough or just not enough
because time and again I long for more
Please, one more time, one more time

I get so tired of that urge
I want to get rid of it
and think about how
I could achieve that

but it seems to happen spontaneously
...A girl sneaked in
...into my head or may have
...lived there from her childhood

...She went down all the stairs
...and, with a lighter and patience
...she set fire to the bottom step
...in the cellar where

...the gods reside
Now she runs up, fast fast
She flees ahead of the fire
rescues her body, rescues me too
Collection “WoofWoof”
Corona is taking
Its toll
It's now air borne
Don't panick
Act bravely
Stay at home
As far as you can
Inhale steam 3-4 times
Corona seriously infecting you
Chances you reduce
Don't dispense with masks
Make difficult corona's task
God helps those
Who help themselves
Keep it in mind
Give power to your will
Chanting God's name
Victorious you would emerge
Ending corona surge!
Path Humble Apr 4
”against your will were you created,
against your will were you born,
against your will do you live,
against your will will you die, and
against your will will you stand in judgment before the
King of kings, the Holy One, blessed be He.”

Rabbi Elazar HaKappar (C.170 - C.200 CE)
(Ha Kappar: the one who made and gave atonement)

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in these, the years of my erosive declination,
when the noble prize, time for introspection,
once was a chore of delaying, now no longer can be off-put,
the certainties of Elazar, offer guidable satisfactions


the nighttime review, resurrecting my life, the gaps,
the untaken actions, those dream-schemes speak loudest,
memories of what should have been, are a litany of what ifs,
prosecutorial accusations of crass wastage


against my will, the charges brought,
against my will, plead guiltily my innocence,
against my will, knowingly, time’s erasure judgment,
secures my fate, all the granular cells causal dissipation


my warped willingness to be a coward,
it was my meditative, to natural be the lesser man,
choosing the safety premise, the road most oft trod,
the addition of my meager totality, willing given


Even if all these land mine/roadblocks
and summary judgements are against my will,
willingly do I confess, in all innocence, my guilt,
“if it be my will”
Broken foot
Broken heart
I'm a guy smart
I was going my way
In the morning walk
A holy cow hit me
She didn't like me
Breaking my foot
She did her good
There's nothing new
This happens to me
Haters are abound
They're jealous of me
For my nature profound
Broken foot
Broken heart
I'm a guy smart
I can't keep
My foot on the floor
He hasn't opened the doors
He sent His chariot thrice
As I was about to reach
He shut the doors
Anyway, He has made me
So much wise and experienced
I can see life
Inside and outside
Upside and down
He's so powerful
His Will always wins
I won't stop excercising
My will till His Will
One thing I know for sure
He's Incomplete without me
Howsoever lowly I am
Broken foot
Broken heart
I'm a guy smart
Medicos dance on "Rasputin" song. I wrote RASPUTIN'S poem cautioning not to follow him or else meet his fate. He has broken my foot.
I am the character in a game of love.
You try to gotcha by purchasing and hope you will get the best character, but I am not over power one you want it.
Indonesia, 31st March 2021
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
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