part 1

patah darahmu
terembun tetes air
air mataku

part 2

tetesan pena
jatuh tercelup sukma
menjadi bait

part 3

aku tersedu
rasa pahit berontak
dalam kepala

part 4

kenang-kenangan
yang retak perlahan
melemahkanku

part 5

jatuh bergugur
tak sempat aku petik
tangis jiwaku

part 6

melayang-layang
awan menjerit pelan
kini terjatuh

part 7

cahaya lilin
menerangi otakku
walaupun padam

part 8

tiang bendera
berbaris ke arahnya
sujud dan hormat

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kau cantik…
meyerobot fokus mataku

kau cantik…
degup jantung menggulung menafasi imaji

kau cantik..
menggoda bibir dan cara dudukku

dan kau memang cantik …
karena kau memang sempat mengatakan “aku memang cantik kan…? ” kepadaku

senafas usai kau ucap itu..
hatiku mendendam, mengancam
dan kubalas ucap
“maaf gadis, ….. kau tidak cantik lagi!”
karena kau sok kecantikan.

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pagi,seperti biasa kududukkan pantat ku menukik bumi basah
ketekuk lutut kakiku sejengkal di atas deru lari air

oh .. kenikmatan duniawi
yang bagi banyak orang biasa terlupakan
yang bagi banyak orang biasa terabaikan
mengertikah?
bahwa di sini ada kebahagiaan..
bahwa di situ ada kepuasan
ada kenikmatan
ada pula kelegaan yang menggembirakan

menikmati pembersihan…..
sampah-sampah dari dalam perutku

gelondongan itu telah lari sejauh air mengalir ..

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I’m a rich adventurer,
I’m crazy for a laugh:
I’ve aquaplaned to Timbuctoo,
I’ve abseiled in a bath.

I’ve ballooned nude across the Andes,
And hopped to the cold North Pole :
I’ve strapped myself to a rocket ship
In the hope of achieving a goal.

I’ve spent a fortune on the backup,
And more on the T.V show -
All I want is to look a bit brave,
With applause wherever I go.

I’m an attention-seeker,
Though I only go where it’s safe:
I’ve thrown all my money at science,
In technology I place my faith.

I’m a rich adventurer,
I’m fed up with it all:
I’ve thrown in my lot with the real heroes -
But instead I just look a fool.

-unknown -

Short Poems poems, poetry, poetrys, Short Poems

I’m not racist BUT -
THESE PEOPLE are inferior to me
THEIR KIDS pick on mine at school
THEY SMELL
THEY CAN’T LOOK AFTER THEMSELVES,
THEIR HOUSES AREN’T CLEAN!

I’M NOT RACIST BUT -
THEY shouldn’t be in my country
THEY SHOULD LEARN MY LANGUAGE
They have BIG HOUSES given to them by the STATE
And they’ve TAKEN MY JOB !

I’m not racist BUT -
They shouldn’t be here
THESE PEOPLE have lowered the tone of the neighbourhood
THESE PEOPLE Go Around In Gangs
THESE PEOPLE pray to a different God
THESE PEOPLE ANNOY ME!

This is England !

I’M NOT RACIST BUT -
THEY don’t know how to BEHAVE
They TALK TOO LOUDLY
They let their children PLAY OUT IN THE STREET ALL THE TIME

THESE PEOPLE ARE DIFFERENT TO ME!

I’M NOT RACIST, BUT -
We’re FULL UP!
Yes we are!
Honest!
There’s no more room!

Our country’s full up,
Our hearts are full up,
Our minds are full up,

There’s no more space,
Nothing,
Nothing there.

Nothing to give.

-unknown -

Short Poems poems, poetry, poetrys, Short Poems