Pink roses in a vase welcome seven cold guests, turning them to smiles.
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Pink Roses
Category: Poetic
Ode to Day
Dear, day.
Do you know that I never stop waiting for you?
When my watch ticks a second,
My heart drips a note,
My pulse vibrates softly,
I know I am closer to you.
Dear, day.
Do you know that every part of you blesses me?
When morning breaks,
Noon flares,
Dusk fades to night,
I know the next you is waiting
For me.
Day oh day
Many I canโt understand,
Much I canโt decipher,
Little I can see,
Very few I can give
Yet I still hope
To meet you again.
Dear, day.
How I am blessed with family,
Gifted with friends,
Sufficed with this self,
You are still the one
Sung by this heart.
Sunday
Monday
Tuesday
Wednesday
Thursday
Friday
Saturday
All have been today
And never faded away.
I am blessed, day
With another you
In the best way.
And for you
I am grateful.
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Love Diaries in A Library
This life is a library
Keeping all collections,
Reference to public,
Exclusive to a lover,
One lover.
The
Belovedโ
Read,
Beloved
Any scrolls
In this library.
Read,
Lover
The diaries
In the secret dungeon.
Read,
Beloved
With naked eyes, or
With any glasses on the shelves.
Read,
Lover
Through letters and numbers,
Shapes and colours.
Read,
Beloved
This library is open
As long as you are awake.
Read,
Lover
Before you sleep
When Iโll be reading you through.
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About the photo
Free Will
Free will? What is that? This breath is what you blow in to me to love you.
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Realising more and more that her life is free of free will; she needs causes and reasons to do anything she does even for her brain to think about what things to think ofโ there is a bond invisible and invincible.
She surrenders to the bond. ๐
Happy weekend.
Salaam.
Corner
In a bright corner sheโs seen. The sun sends her light reflecting bright life.
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Taste
How many tastes can she experience in joy? 5 or 7?
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Realising that the best taste is not any of those 5 or 7; the best taste is only 1: to love. ๐
Days of love be likeโฆ
Friday
Friday, this bright light blinks to the eyes not stopping staring at the heart.
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Dancing Dolls
Dolls dance following the rhythm of the carverโs breath. Standing ovationโ
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Armchair
Armchair sits in a corner in silence enjoying the breeze. Sereneโ
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Lazed
Is it lazed or slowed? The day seems long without you around the pink sky.
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Welcome
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Welcomed by a home with greenery to be cooked, she builds a sweet mood.
Reflector
Reflection kills her night.
The tower dramatically sways,
Dancing with the street light,
Gleaming with the moonbeam.
She grabs a cloth
To wipe her mirror.
Oye, her little heart.
You need a janitor.
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Old Friends
There is memory shared around a round table at a starry night.
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Two Towers
Towers will mostly collapse of weak foundationโฆ. Or the strongest quake
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Nothing Is Left
She travels light.
She brings a few packed
And you, in a locket
Kept safe with a chain
Worn around the neck
Reminding the traveler
That nothing is left.
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Ceremony
Thereโs fire kindled, prayer sung, fragrance bellowed in ceremony.
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(Day)Dreamers
A white lamb on the lap of a dreamer daydreams of her dreaming sweet.
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Deep Sea
White foam on turquoise sweeps back to dark blue deeper to where secrets are.
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Angels (sharing)
The wings are flapping sprinkling blessings through the air. Breathe them. Be blissful.
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In Arabic angel is called malaaikatun or malaaikah or simply malaaikat (ุงููู ูููฐูุฆูููุฉู) literally meaning โpower that governsโ. In Islamic tradition the โpower that governsโ are grouped based on what type of assigned power they govern that are many and one of them is โpower to govern protectionโ.
I always believe I am fully protected through the existence of the angels surrounding me although I am not interested to discuss about their form; people say angels have wings, others say they are made from light, some say malaaikah are systemic laws to run the universe, and so on and so forth. It doesnโt matter to me. That they exist and follow the assigned โpower to governโ is enough for me.
Only when we listen, we will hear. We will hear the songs of the angels, the songs of universe, the songs of the heart, the songs of the soul. I prefer my angels to sing jazzy songs in this end of long weekend. ๐
Listening to heartโฆ. ๐
Salaam.
3 1st on Jan 1st
There is always first.
A tree greeting breeze and sky
Comes from minute seed.
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Year by Year (Life Long Resolution)
Thank you, 2022 for every single second spent together. You are a stronger part of what Iโve been building with love. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
And thanks to all years passing, too. Iโll miss you. ๐
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Life is wonderful that she is eager about it and is willing to expand and to keep up with what she is becoming. She is the pilot, she is the plane. She is the destination, she is the direction. She is the standard, she is the conformance. She is the alignment, she is the aligned. She is enough.
It is not othersโ responsibility that she feels good or not good. The feel existing is because she allows it to be. And the vice versa.
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2023, be my excellent canvas of feel-good-no-matter-what. Clarity, sufficiency, integrity as in good life, beautiful love, genuine laughter ๐
Alfatihah.
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About tumpeng or buceng (in Bahasa Indonesia)
St Elmoโs Fire
Water! Water!
St Elmoโs fire!
Water!
No.
No water for St Elmoโs fire.
A good omen.
Amen! Amen!
St Elmoโs fire!
Amen!
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New year again! Thanks so much for reaching this point like a plane (an inch to) landing smoothly. Seat belt still on! Airplane mode still on! Yet the pilot is smiling widely with fire in her heart brighter and brighter, no red anymore, now almost blue to white!
Count down! ๐
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About another St Elmoโs fire
Karma Pala
Ing karma pala tan ana kang isa mlayu. Kudu ngunduh.
Nandure siji, thukule satus. Panene pitungatus.
Tan kena kinira, mung Gusti kang pirsa. Janma mung krida.
Anteping kalbu, tekating jiwa. Slamet
Ing kabeh mangsa.
Rahayu.
(geguritan Jawa)
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Days Hum with A Smile
Days hum with a smile,
Swiping hours of hunger
Leaving only joy.
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Be Light-Hearted, My Dear
Heart should be as light as a swaying feather to enjoy life with only feel good no matter what.
In Javanese someone with heavy heart is called mbentoyong which literally means โbent and almost broken by the heavy loadsโ, it is associated with a tree whose branches are bent and almost broken because of heavy loads of ripened fruitsโ. This kind of person will not find happiness and joy in any point of oneโs life; one will misunderstand alone with loneliness and so one will always find refuge among crowd; one is confused about oneโs self; one will always refer to what others say about one as if their opinions are more important than oneโs own. As long as one is not willing to unload the unnecessary burdens in heart, one will always be mbentoyong better and better and finally be a master of mbentoyong.
It is heavy. I know it is heavy. It is painful. I know it is painful. Be cured, dear heavy hearts whenever you feel heavy. Lightness of heart is a comfort even in discomfort. ๐ฅฐ
I bless this heart which is light and swaying with the flow of clean river inside. Calm and witty and fun! Thank you for the feel good no matter what. Not easy but doableโ
Salaam.
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The Right Pink
The rose apple is pink enough to be harvested. Itโs the right time.
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About Lucy Van Pelt
They Call It This, I Call It That
Or I call it this, they call it that. It is it. Pronouns that fool aroundโ
Some know, like telling. Some know, donโt tell enjoying the fun of knowingโ
Some names are easy. Some are hard. All refer to one uttered many.
Some are fooled with words, some with views, lots with both. Few are clear with both
Which one is called a blessing? Ahโฆ. Choose a door and say your oath.
Salaam.
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Travelers
We are all
Full time travelers
Visiting space of everywhere
Staying in faraway nowhere
Oh, Beloved.
Listen to the whooshing comets
Telling you flash news
About your singing heart.
Oh, Beloved.
Look at the satellites
Showing you hopes and vibes
About your cheering head.
We are all
Full time travelers
Finding space called a home
Among houses that were loomed.
Found!
After lostโ
Thank you, Love.
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Super Charged
Super charged young boys can beat super charged old champs just with light laughter.
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Busy Faking
How busy you are
Both
Covering
What should not
Be covered.
I am watching
Merrily
With a sweet smile
From
My sweet heart.
If it is true,
Show the world
With no shame,
No pretension.
Or elseโฆ.
You both
Live in fake
False life
Full with false
Fake smiles.
How busy you are
Both showing me
Only me
While hiding
From most of the world.
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