Category: love

Time

Learning, love, Poetic, This Person

















Is 24-hour day enough? There was a period of time when I thought it was not— it was like all today’s to-do list had all to be checked. 





Now I feel a day with 24 hours of measurement is sufficient with the word “priority”. Which one should be completed immediately or later; what shall be completed by myself or delegated; how they must be presented: private or public, and other ways of how the 24 hours should be  respected.





I’m feeling lucky to be in situations outside work with which I can put activities more freely: sleep can be less to allocate my reading time, meal can be done in graded steps (preps at night, processed in the early morning), language learning inserted among routine schedule (Friday night, Sat morning or other spacious windows), etc





Yet, priority makes some compromising.





My living room is full of books & paper & hobbies tools. My sleep isn’t always 8 hours a day (fortunately this is always a myth to me). Selecting whom to meet is a serious thing (I only have very few people I truly will spend time with or meet with so if my meeting with them is not fun or fruitful, I’ll give up those friends in the future schedules).





It’s Sunday and there are places to go with my nephew visiting me. He promised he’ll tidy up my books and accompany me running training. He knows he’ll have to follow his aunt’s rhythm that might not be something familiar but also not so new to him— One of those: he has to give up smoking during his stay.





Life is good with 24 hours a day. It’s a blessing that I’ll forever cherish. It’s where enigma and secrets reveal in the wished way.





Time, do stay.





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Language

		
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Love languages
Dig up the buried to see
What have tuberized.



























I love learning languages although the mode is getting slower and slower. Excitement is still there; I won’t want to lose the spark to harvest what’s grown by a hope to preserve the way my brain works. All brains work more and more slowly by ageing but I won’t let mine lose its engines even before the end.





I’ve learnt Arabic & Japanese again. Arabic is a tool for me to comprehend the Quran as I see at times that the translation into English or Indonesian sound like interpretation rather than translation. I don’t want interpretation, I do translation.





Japanese is for me to practice something different because learning it I’ve been “forced” to use non Latin based words— hiragana, katakana and kanji make me actively memorize the lines, the curves, the dots, the strokes and the meaning with senses: listening, speaking, reading, writing.





I’d like to learn my own language: Javanese with which I hope to carve my image more clearly as a Javanese woman in this life canvas.; with which I find what’s buried in the hidden pockets of ancient knowledge





Time, do stay.

			


	


				
					

				
					


	

		
		
Hello, You

		
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Hello, you! Dear love
Who knocks on many wrong doors.
You is a true door.






















sometimes I’m amazed to see my playlists – so old…. yet they’re the doors to this old soul





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Sitting

		
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Sitting, Beloved
In between two quiet spaces
Thinking about you
































looking forward to seeing you



























good morning….



























beauty in silence



























(maybe) didiscus



























hyperacum



























white baby breath



























eucalyptus leaves



























wrapped in pink



























pink ribbon



























silhouette is always gorgeous



























closer



























here is that that sits at the weekend accompanying some self learning

			


	


				
					


	

		
		
Dancing

		
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Dancing, Beloved
With you on an autumn day.
No word, just whispers





























I’ve not listened to this song for so long until yesterday someone in my team teased me with this song. She said “I want to sing my song to you, it suits your vibe!”





I couldn’t say anything. What can I expect from a 66yo strong lady but accuracy of how she sees her junior?





I want to go to Japan again, walking around Tokyo with so a few words but many meaning in silence. 2027, please come soon. I miss my walking buddy a lot. 😁🥰

			


	


				
					

				
					


	

		
		
Red Round

		
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Red round, Beloved
A dot where signal will blink
At a looking eye--



























I bought a keychain of Daruma without one eye, wishing to draw the missing one soon when my wish comes true….





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Bowing

		
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Bowing, Beloved
I to all telling me off
That I am lower.



























I’m bowing to all, I’m in a lowest position to respect the whole universe–





Thank you.

			


	


				
					


	

		
		
Brightened

		
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Dear Life....
Even if you're as gloomy as dull days,
I'll brighten you up.
There is so much colour saved for
You.



























let’s start with yellow



























then more…..



























yet I truly know my colours don’t always make others’ day so I decided to be as bright as I can be & won’t let others’ colour bother me

			


	


				
					


	

		
		
Signs Everywhere

		
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Signs are everywhere
Telling me what river says.
Hi Numbers, thank you.
































26 is like poets telling me to keep writing poems outside work.



























36 is telling me to be just human being.



























79 is telling me to make decision strongly when needed.



























can you see the bird? 💕 what sign is that?

			


	


				
					

				
					

				
					

				
					

				
					


	

		
		
A Ghost Within

		
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She's a ghost within
Drawn with steps, breaths and thoughts.
Colouring a life--



























a ghost within reminding me everyday that no one is perfect





a self portrait of 50% or maybe 0% or maybe 100% each day I touch it





looking like a ghost of my own dead





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This Love

		
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This love, Beloved
Flies from nowhere to your head
That thinks not of me.
Do I exist when you do?
Rose tint that will fade away--



























the wish is for red roses but what’s coming is red butterflies that will keep the cycle on and on.

			


	


				
					

				
					

				
					

				
					

				
					

				
					


	

		
		
Folded Paper

		
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Folded paper, Love
Hides faces, shows a
figure.
Bowing to the soul--



























bowing to the soul by not bowing

			


	


				
					


	

		
		
Fast Moving Slow Time

		
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If I could fold time,
I would fold it a thousand times
So I could meet you soon.

Yet if time were folded a thousand times,
How short time would be,
And how short I can chat with you.

Can time be made origami?
Being a flower when I'm with you,
Its petals would be sprayed with gallons of musk
That evaporates like your shadows--
Being white paper when I'm alone,
It would be on which I write signs
That would easily guide the meanings-- and
The riddle is over.

How about it?



























or slow moving fast time