Category Archives: poem

In fall, leaves are falling, fragile, broken. It’s not the failure of the tree to keep the leaves. Somehow, leaves must leave to eternity. And the tree keeps growing. It regenerates. In winter, we contemplate, we plan, we choose which … Continue reading →

You don’t have to be me if you don’t want to, if you think you can’t. No one ever forces a leaf to become a flower. But you can draw the rainbow with your hand, with or without rain and … Continue reading →

Kadang aku iri Pada mereka yang berbaring di sini Dalam kegelapan dan keabadian Yang memberi mereka ketenangan Padahal di luar sana, kereta demi kereta berteriak nyaring Susul-menyusul, berkejaran Sementara kendaraan tak henti-hentinya menciptakan bising Lalu-lalang melindas jalan raya yang telentang … Continue reading →

So many nightsI think about what everybody thinksI never think about.I always have a million wordsBut I never say them to the people,Because of what they’re gonna thinkAbout it. So I talk to my garden.I tell the leaves what I … Continue reading →

When I’m sad, I ask myself, Am I really sad? Or is it just my mind that drives me into sadness? Because the sky still stands when the sun leaves it Night is only a color of darkness that without … Continue reading →