Monyet Kecil di Shopping Plaza

  
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Siapakah aku ini?
Berpegang erat pada terali besi merah
Duniaku hanya berapa langkah kecil
Aku ini sendiri menanti
Apa yang kuharapkan?
Aku sendiri tak tahu pasti
 
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Mereka bilang aku ini sesuatu yang lucu
Mata mereka berseri melihatku terkesima
Tidakkah mereka itu melihat?
Mataku pudar karena jemu
Tidakkah mereka dengar jeritanku?
Takut dan pedih terkurung sendiri.
 
Ingatanku samar tertimbun nyeri
Badan dan kaki ini  kaku membeku
Dulu duniaku hijau
Dipepohonan [...]

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White Angel’s Trumpet

 
Colour of white
An appearance of purity
They are hanging there
Dancing
Rocking
Blown by morning breeze
Brugmansia candida
What a beautiful name
The pretty angel
But beneath its beauty
Something sinister is hidden
Poison is flowing
Dangerous
Deadly…..
 
 
 
Thoughts:
 
The angel’s trumpet plant on the side of my house is blooming. From my window I can see the large white pendulous bell flowers dance following the rhythm of morning [...]

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For Those Young At Heart

Growing Old is not a laughing matter, but it is nothing wrong to have a bit of fun and humour. I found this song parody and it is for those who are not so very young anymore but feel young at heart. Let us sing and have a bit of fun….. 

 

Wondrous Things
Julie Andrew’s song in [...]

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Sorrow

For Those In Sorrow
There are as many nights as days, and the one is just as long as the other in the year’s course. Even a happy life cannot be without a measure of darkness and the word ‘happy’ would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness. (Carl Jung)
How true it is [...]

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Foxy

 
 
 

We own a Basenji X dog who is 23 years old and is still alive. Though Foxy is not a pure Basenji, he strongly owns many characteristics of the majestic breed like for example high intelligence, playful, barkless, chortles, and licking his feet like a cat. I wrote this poem dedicated for our special and much [...]

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Ikeya Seki Comet

Java, late October 1965 and I was 13 years old at the time. That night our father woke us up and told us to go outside to see “lintang kemukus”. It is a Javanese name for a comet. When I looked up, there almost filling across the dark sky was the bright tail of Ikeya [...]

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Blackboy Grasstree

 A Sonnet
 
 
Myriad of creamy spikes rising from dead
Proudly growing from charred burnt bodies
Strangely adorn spiky green grass like head
Blackboy flowers bloom after fire tragedies
Awakened by thick smoke and searing heat
Blackboys’ battle for survival comes to life
Ash rich soil is exactly what they need
They are now showing their beauty and strive
Brilliant and vivid, fluffy spikes grow [...]

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