Three baby birds
Sit closely together
On a baby branch
Amused by a pink blossom
The first baby bird curiously gazed
The second one caught off guard
A little smirk above its tender beak
The third bird looks in the direction opposite of all
Maybe it spotted the mother bird
With worms in her beak
Happy it looked on
Just ready to eat

To know that silence
Is just a pause
A pause to water the cracks in the dry earth
For the shoot to breathe a sigh of relief
Be tickled by the gentle breeze
A tiny shadow under the sun
It takes nurturing to see the plant bloom
And silence to experience
The stillness of the calm

On this park bench, the woman was devouring silence. The night landed in the black of her eyeballs. So dark. The lines of her face combine the flowers of sadness

When the soft moonlight shone, his heart was still bruised without stopping
squeeze the deepest wound
her tears are like rain

Smashing, slashing a smile

Piercing, drowning hope

Lamongan, 2021