Category: Poetic

You Ask Me

Poetic, This Person, Learning
You ask me, my Love
What a heart I want to hug.
That that that sense
Senses as deep, vast, warm and clear
With a throne for it to roar--

roar? or meow…. 😻

Bowing

Learning, life, love, Poetic, This Person
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

Learning, life, love, Poetic, This Person
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

Learning, life, love, Map It!, Poetic
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

Learning, love, Poetic, This Person
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

😁

This Love

Learning, love, Poetic
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.

Pretty Blooms

Learning, Poetic
Pretty blooms, my love
Silently welcomes a smile.
Always surprising--

do you see the slim line? a stem of flowers to be – golden shower, the shower room gang

Those In

Learning, Poetic, This Person
How can they be
Part of me?
Emerging
Merging
Like a history.
Who am I? Or who am I supposed to be?
Are those in possibly?
Or none?
Let it be.

Semar

his wisdom & simplicity — my #1 wayang kulit

Anggraeni

my #1 female wayang, a nobody in the wayang box, a loyal wife to a loyal husband — a humble abode for a humble soul

Anoman

he is a symbol of sheer devotion & vitality — what’s more do you want in life?

Larasati

an intelligent woman married to a superior man — still she is willing to be a humble background although she is allegedly much more skilful than her well-known husband, Arjuna

Sri Kresna

I used to misunderstand about his super wised-up character until finding him a mastermind of the biggest battle of a family — The Bharatayudha

no more Sri Kresna as my super wayang

Arjuna

I used to think a perfect man is like him until finding myself as someone who asks too many questions; no perfect man –if like him– can handle me

I let go off him long time ago

😎

Limbuk

I thought I was one princess in the wayang box but I am ok to be her — someone who is willing to be as humble as herself, fun as herself, relaxed as herself, witty as herself, confident as herself, flirtatious as herself, devoted as herself, mature yet childlike as herself, happy-go-lucky as herself

just like herself in herself wherever she is put to be

Bima

my father’s favourite

Folded Paper

Learning, love, Poetic, This Person
Folded paper, Love
Hides faces, shows a
figure.
Bowing to the soul--

bowing to the soul by not bowing

Fast Moving Slow Time

Learning, love, Poetic
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

Curtains

Learning, love, Poetic, This Person
Curtains, Beloved:
Drawn to find your pretty face;
Closed to hide my heart--

“hello, black cat”, said a lady

“hello, white shadow”, said a cat

Seigaiha

Learning, love, Poetic, This Person
Missing the calmness that sings.
Missing the peace that dances.
Missing the cheer than paints.
Missing the stillness that recites.
Missing all that lives caressing this hair
With the breeze of love
Of love
Of love.

Life is just like that.
Just like
You--

Seigaiha

I’ve Started Thinking

Learning, Poetic, This Person
I've started thinking
And it's started with you. You
That I've been thinking--

you’re the rhythm in the musical staff; you’re the rhyme in my head