The Partition (1)

Tuesday, April 28, 2009
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The pitted trumpet soar. Two ding in C minor and the letter open. It begins with memories ransacked. Then It cascades and forms two world apart. The rusty knife left on the table while two men gaze in the each other eyes.

The silence is broken with definite question about the double lust.
I heard it clearly that if I want…

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Sydney, early winter in the morning

Wednesday, June 02, 2010

Dan langit menyeruak dalam bejana yang pantang putus
Airpun tumpah menetes beriringan bagai harapan pupus dan keterbatasan
yang terjadi dalam keniscayaan dan nestapa seorang biksu
Bumi pun pudar saat derainya bergenta dengan timbunan pokok pokok kayu tua
dan guguran daun kayu putih di jalanan.
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Senja di Cootamundra

Thursday, November 19, 2009
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berawal dari perjalanan yang terasa
tiada ujung pangkal
dan matahari yang akan tengelam di dataran
penuh dengan stepa dan aroma
akhir musim semi

wajah mu tampak di langit
dan kulihat warna surgawi
terkesiap bulu kuduk
aku menyebut asma
jauh ke dalam kalbu
menerpa sudut yang…

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Ruqyah : Gone

Saturday, May 02, 2009
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I fulfil my duty in the great battle as a soldier
I had a wounded heart but I must reach the border
My body is covered with blood and debris
I feel so thirsty and the pain is anguished

I gave myself to the victory of this battle
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Ruqyah : Eyes

Saturday, May 02, 2009
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When my eyes open wide I see things clearly in the horizon
In the haze,
it will reflect different shades
What it looks black it does not black
what it looks white is a reflection
of myself within the door of perception

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