Tag: poem

A Guest

Learning, Poetic
A guest, Beloved:
Someone enjoying your home
Then a warm farewell

—

it’ was either me or my friend the guest here; yet we both enjoyed today’s dinner so much

Sweet Setting

Learning
Leaving with no grudge
That giving an ugly setting
To this short story

—

you can be someone’s story background like those flowers and grass in this photo; make sure you make the story go more smoothly or feel more easily — keep your bitter and sour taste for yourself 😁

so much love today as all things were perfectly resolved — idem ditto for all days ahead 💕

Friendly Visits

Learning, Poetic
There's no other word
Better than welcome and thanks
To visiting friends.

—

me, Mbak Dee and Pak Soer in MRT red line from Orchard heading to my home — welcome to my humble abode! 🙏🏼

Mbak Dee and I are durian eaters, Pak Soer is social durianer 😂

maybe it is the durian at night that has made me “fresher”, not only the medication that brings some spike of food craving 🤭

we went home at 12am with durian burp smell and promise to meet again some day

thank you, Mbak Dee and Pak Soer 💕

One Best

Learning, Poetic
One best, Beloved
Not ranked number one but that
From problems not run--

—

there’s always one best and this one is for today’s 😊 (sauté grated carrot, fried dried fish, seaweed)

home cooking is my favourite food

Old

Learning, Poetic
I'm old, Beloved.
Inch by inch closer to the gate
Of letting all go.

—

the wooden structure at the end of the bridge used to be a ryokan that is not in operation anymore, it was left with its old days’ golden era — it is now deserted and decayed

a reflection of getting old?

A conversation with best friend about definition of old and our getting old.

Me (M): By UN definition we are not old yet. Old is those above 60.

Best friend (BF): That’s just to make the working age later and later.

M: So we still have at least 16 years before officially called old by the definition.

BF: By then they define old as those above 70.

M: I guest human beings push the boundary to stay young.

BF: Young and immortal?

M: I don’t want to be immortal.

BF: You will if you have children. You will want to live seeing them grow up, get married, give you grandchildren, and so on with you healthy and happy with them.

M: They want it, too? Only if I am around without any care needed from them I guess.

Both of us: 😂😂😂

About the UN definition of old

Home

Learning, Poetic
A home, Beloved
Where kitchen's fun and alive,
Diningroom's smiling

—

i’ve been living away from my parents since young age and before that i loved to cook for everyone in the family; i was not a best cook but my father loved most of what i made — now i realize why i prefer home cooking (both mine and my friends’) to the restaurant food — most home cooking is loaded with fresh ingredients, less additive substance and lots of sprinkles of love

my friends are visiting soon and i am thinking of cooking for them — excited! 💕

Home

Learning
I'm flying back home
To weave a new home that's warm
And knows only you.

—-

Muraksara Nusantara — “Indonesia’s human beings” in Soetta Airport domestic arrival, in transit before Singapore

Yes, I know most of them thanks to their roles and professions in Indonesia — I respect most of them due to their integrity leaving me no doubt that human beings are created to inspire others positively, question some due to their fake impartiality whether their people or their “political promotor”

we Indonesian will never forget how these two men of two poles apart life principles fought for the birth of Indonesia that is formed from hundreds of sultanates and kingdoms — asked, I would vote Hatta first as a man of integrity for his loyalty and honesty, while Soekarno for his speech and bravery

Home

Learning, Map It!, Poetic
Home, Beloved,
When all faces lining up
Remind me of you.

—-

Rupa Buwana in Soekarno Hatta International Airport, Banten — faces of those people of the world who have outstanding contribution — I am still asking “why there is no Steve Jobs and Emily Dickinson? 😊💕

Indonesia’s 1st President and Vice President — Soekarno and Mohammad Hatta

Purple

Learning, Poetic, This Person
Purple is royal,
Then royal becomes too high.
Let white be ruling.

—-

dots, lines, shapes and colours — i used to love purple until one day white looked lighter to both my eyes and head 💕

when light is growing prettier

Self Portrait

Learning, Poetic
How do you look, Love?
Are you as fierce as tigers?
Or as cute as cats?

—-

picture from Pinterest

selfie is a modern version of self portrait — we can be the best artist we’ve ever wanted and shown the world the best version of our interpretation of our appearance

I love selfie — it is a freedom to see myself, not always good yet that’s me 💕

i tried to paint a self portrait yet the result is sooo artistic that I can’t recognise my own self 😃 i have a friend who is painting not really nicely but able to capture the character of the subjects — i should practice more ♥️

I think one year is good enough to at least knowing how to capture the character, painting nicely is never my goal

goal: capture the tigerness in my catness and the vice versa ❣️😊

Forgotten

Learning, Poetic, This Person
I'm a river
Forgotten when reaching the sea.
Nothing I can brag about this name.
I'm almost reaching estuary,
A transit for this memory.
I won't stop,
Home is soon to see.

—-

how great, how clear, how far the rivers can be; they will be forgotten once reaching the sea — union after separation

Picture borrowed from https://www.neefusa.org/story/water/what-estuary

Weekend

Learning
Tell me about weekend.
A basket of laundry,
A bunch of rambutan,
A nap without a dream.
As real as today's rain,
As fabulous as tomorrow's hope.

—-

what makes my nap tight — my laundry, my bone crusher 😂

what makes my day sweeter — Malaysia rambutan! ♥️

Home

Learning, Poetic
A home, Beloved,
Where orchids bloom silently
Giving a surprise.

——

can you see a long spike there? how didn’t I see it before my trip? it should have been around for around 2-3 weeks 😍

a bud! 💕

Believe

Learning, Poetic
What should I believe
When eyes don’t say the truth?
Should I believe that
Who dilutes tears with rain water?

Let’s sit together where we can chat
About why I should take your words and
How.

——

this only happens when eating apple is not a luxury anymore or when apple is not considered edible — life runs in different laps based on what each individual believes

🎉

Welcomed

Learning, Poetic
The goodness welcomed
Is goodness prepared. No doubt.
Enjoy all goodness.

——

they don’t allow guests to bring in durian and mangosteen to the room, yet they welcomed me with fruit incl mangosteen! I love buah manggis! 💕

Good Days

Learning, Poetic, Those People
I’m amazed
Of the days
Passing by like trees on a street marching fast when I ride a car,they’re forgotten.
But you came like a red tree bending down
Telling me “Stop! I remember you.”

I’m amazed
Of the  days
Passing by like white clouds in the sky swimming when I look up, they’re adored.
But you came like silver cloud sprinkling light
Telling me “Yess…. We will meet again.”

I’m amazed
Of the days
Passing by like regrets deep
down in this heart when seeing a name, it’s untouched.
But you came like a saint forgiving me
Telling me “Take care and be safe.”

——

I remember that day when I took care of 2 dogs in a construction site near my office — now they both are relocated to other construction sites 💕

a very good friend said he remembered that I used to visit dorms whose residents took care of some dogs — I’m glad that someone remembers me that way 🙏🏼 thank you so much

I am not taking care of dogs anymore, but only donate to no-killing dog shelters where stray dogs have their days free as dogs without abuse and starvation — may all dogs be happy 💕 and may the one reminding me of a good memory with the two dogs near my office be happy

sincerely ♥️

A Pair

Learning, Poetic
You and I, my love
Are everywhere. Two extremes
Composing what’s one—

——

everything is a pair to sum up union

we call it antonym

we call it opposite

we call it antithesis

but we also call it paradox

I want to call it separation that missed union

what would you call it?

Cheese!

Learning
When someone says cheese,
It doesn’t always mean cheese.
It is just cheese said,
Not cheese tasted.

——

they thought I took picture of theirs after a long walk, actually they were wrong 🤭 they wasted some cheese 😃

Twins

Learning
I am composed of
Twins,
Left and
Right
That dance with
The rhythm of
My heart,
Watched by
My soul.

——

what you love brings you twins: experience and wisdom so never complain how heavy the days are, say how days are loaded with twins: experience and wisdom

one week is good to work on the day and to meet up with old friends at some night

balance is what it takes to dance the life

💕

Life in One Single Word

Learning, Poetic
Flow

——

Based on my date of birth I live under the protection of Dewi Saraswati (Goddess Sarasvati). Saraswati is the goddess of knowledge, music, art, language and river. She protects those and inspires us studying and/or preserving those.

The most that I embrace among what this goddess is protecting and inspiring is her protection to river because river means flowing water — I’ve probably been forever fascinated by the idea of flowing river.

Like a river, I don’t want to get stuck in one unsolved situation not necessarily because unsolved situation is painful; it is more to me that getting stuck in one situation or being too long in an unsolved situation is boring. When it is not flowing, it is not a river anymore.

I thought someone who gets angry easily just by a small misunderstanding is scary, no.

I thought someone who gives flowers in all happy moments is romantic, no.

Dewi Saraswati on palm leaves is now hanging on the inner part of my bedroom door so when I opening it to start the day, I feel of greeting and being greeted by her after my short wish of gratitude for the sleep and for the back to wake.

the palm leaves with Dewi Saraswati is a handicrafts from Tenganan ancient village, the oldest village in Bali

I thought someone who answers all questions correctly is smart, no.

I thought someone who accepts being intimidated and humiliated is patient, no.

And so on and so forth — the first can be called grumpy, the second not creative, the third Ms/Mr Know All, the fourth stupid or weak…. Been there, done that. I’ve also seen a lot like that around me and I decided to step back from complimenting or approving such behaviours. No way, baby. 💕

There is another nickname I give to each of them: they are all BORING, not flowing. Positively it means stability; yet on the other side of the coin it means stagnation.

Please protect me from getting bored and being boring being me. Make me loyal to life while flowing.

Salaam.

💕

About Tenganan

Good Air

Learning
Good air is good hair
Sprayed with some mist after work.
Have a good weekend!

——

a good day is hair mist fragrance after ironing and reorganising the books — time to watch YouTube

we fight for who owns rendang, but we play “tepok bulu” together with so much fun! watch! 🎉🎉🎉

Poetry

Learning, Poetic
My breathing is poetry.
It brings in inspiration,
Emits meaning.
My dreaming is poetry.
It attracts hopes,
Depicts reality.
My walking is poetry.
It steps on milestones,
Follows you.

——

when time is coming, let my poetry be with me 💕

Mochi

Learning, Poetic
Can you feel the excitement,
Dearest
Of a mochi maker
Imagining you chew what 
He makes?
Mochi is
His masterpiece
Presented to life
Everyday
Through the excitement of
Your teeth!

Praise
Him.

The mochi maker

——

a ball of mochi that I skipped as I was too full after gobbling all other dishes — yet I didn’t forget to bless it and the maker

I don’t know who made the mochi yet they truly a group of human beings that amazed me with the softness and roundness of this mochi

see you again! 💕