"dorman" poems
pengecut itu
hidup di sela huruf-huruf
yang diukir oleh jari mahirnya
sambil bersahut bunyi dengan si gadis
di medio sunyinya malam.
pengecut itu
dalam senyap ia merayap ke pucuk harapan
seorang gadis dengan
senyuman kecut.
sibuk sembari mabuk
si gadis membingkai peti mati
berbaring harapan si gadis
dorman tak tersemai
karena buaian sang pengecut perlahan menjadi
kata tanpa arti, janji tanpa bukti.
teruntuk:
sang pengecut yang pucat pelasi kala bertemu
namun terlampau berani di balik ruang semu
Nov 1, 2018
Nov 1, 2018 at 10:07 PM UTC
Young Manzanita
Struggling to stand beneath
An aged redwood
Apr 27, 2013
Apr 27, 2013 at 1:32 PM UTC
Through the totem pole
A grim creator looks down
Onto Dorman Grove
Apr 27, 2013
Apr 27, 2013 at 1:31 PM UTC
Four aged redwoods
Contrast in age standing near
Young manzanita
Apr 27, 2013
Apr 27, 2013 at 1:30 PM UTC
Smells of fertile soil
Amid fragrant earth lies
Birth of new foliage
Apr 27, 2013
Apr 27, 2013 at 1:31 PM UTC
Art building facade
Covered by aged redwoods
Behind Dorman Grove
Apr 27, 2013
Apr 27, 2013 at 1:32 PM UTC
Night blooming cereus.
Mom do you remember when we're at the backyard enjoying the night sky?
We were anticipating for the night-blooming cereus to show its beauty,
It was beautiful as soon as it spread its petals,
And you told me. "You're like this flower once you're fully grown you'll be taken care of because you're as precious as this one."
I could only smile because I knew this kind of flower only blooms at night and die afterwards.
Mom, I am now a grown woman,
But I haven't told you about uncle Dorman,
Mom, at age of five he showed this odd endearment towards me,
I didn't like the way he looked at me,
I could feel by the way that he looks that he had feelings for me,
I wasn't wrong,
He really did like me.
At the age of fifteen, my purity is tainted with blood and that 1985 grape liquor in the cellar,
Mom, he touched me,
He snuck into my room and covered my mouth with his filthy hands,
He violated me,
He murdered my youth,
I knew then it was the end of me,
His heinous activities continued,
Every night he would stab me at my purity,
Use my temple for his libido,
**** my insides with his condemned being,
Mom, I can't take it anymore,
I hesitantly told you but,
But the expression you gave me wasn't the expression that I was expecting,
You started shouting at me and told me. "How can you disrespect a relative who kept you living"
I tried to explain,
I wasn't disrespecting him,
I was telling you the truth.
Time passed and I found an escape,
College happened and it was the time for me to live,
I had boyfriend and brought him home for dinner with the hopes of uncle will not touch or lust on me no more,
I felt secure until then.
Little did I know,
Uncle Dornan had a photograph of me,
Naked and tainted with his fluid,
I could only cry as the water run restless inside the bathroom.
Mom, I am now filled with anxiety,
I couldn't eat nor talk properly,
My whole life is breaking down and no one is there to help me,
That's when I started to tie a cheap rope that I bought from the nearest convenience store on the ceiling of my room,
I did end everything,
The sorrow,
The pain,
And the hurting,
I am in a better place now, Mom.
And you we're right, I was like a night blooming cereus,
I only lived a short life
Apr 13, 2018
Apr 13, 2018 at 11:54 PM UTC
Two tall palm trees
Against the strong breeze
Remained stoic
Apr 27, 2013
Apr 27, 2013 at 1:37 PM UTC
Dry twigs dot the floor
Like brown cheeks blushing
Turn deep red
Apr 27, 2013
Apr 27, 2013 at 1:35 PM UTC
Tips of four redwoods
Pointing at the sky met
With bell tower spire
Apr 27, 2013
Apr 27, 2013 at 1:32 PM UTC
In a tight circle
The great majestic redwoods
Hide Stanford's gift
Apr 27, 2013
Apr 27, 2013 at 1:32 PM UTC
Amidst the thicket
Of dense pines and redwoods
Visions of clear sky
Apr 27, 2013
Apr 27, 2013 at 1:31 PM UTC
pengecut itu
hidup di sela huruf-huruf
yang diukir oleh jari mahirnya
sambil bersahut bunyi dengan si gadis
di media sunyinya malam
pengecut itu
dalam s e n y a p
merayap ke pucuk harapan seorang gadis
dengan senyuman kecut
sibuk sembari mabuk
si gadis membingkai peti mati
berbaring harapan si gadis
yang dorman tak tersemai
karena buaian sang pengecut
perlahan menjadi
kata tanpa arti, janji tanpa bukti
teruntuk:
sang pengecut yang pucat pelasi kala bertemu
namun terlampau berani di balik ruang semu
Sep 2, 2019
Sep 2, 2019 at 9:48 AM UTC
Midst the dense fog
Over tightly twisted vines
Stands tall a street lamp
Apr 27, 2013
Apr 27, 2013 at 1:30 PM UTC
With eyes cast down
The Physicist's lost gaze
Revealed deep thoughts
Apr 27, 2013
Apr 27, 2013 at 1:49 PM UTC