Senin, 30 Agustus 2010

Tomorrow

Tomorrow
I'm just the grey once colouring your day
Just the dust once passionately sanctifying

Tomorrow
No tears should touch our way
No sorrow should accompany our parting

Jumat, 27 Agustus 2010

Untitled #5

The road is too painful, dear
Your heart shall go no further than this
The darkness is too hollow, dear
Your moon is too glorious for this

Selasa, 24 Agustus 2010

Must pacify

Must pacify
The raging desire inside
Must hide
Even bury it deep
Where loud silence be
Where twinkling darkness be
Where no one can see


The first line came from Sindro, as a part of my experiment in writing poems. A billion thanks to her and hopefully she can help me again next time :)

Minggu, 22 Agustus 2010

All in High

I just had a collaboration with E.E. Cummings. Found the link on Sindro's site, and how interesting it is! Luckily, from all the poets provided, I got a chance to work with my fav poet ;)

all in high

All in high went my feather touching
on a soft hair of far
into the down rainbow .

declining black lights ed more and ing
the lonely darkness before.

close be they than grand tower
the bright dark darkness
the dark lonely darkness .

declining dark fame at a famous heart
the weak silence before.

letters at world went my feather touching
touching the whispers down
into the down rainbow .

declining black lights ed more and ing
the holy words before.

exhausted be they than blue dark jacket
the black famous darkness
the best more n darkness .

declining best lips at a far moments
the dramatic time before.

kisses at butterfly went my feather touching
touching the leaves down
into the down rainbow .

declining black lights ed more and ing
the dramatic fingers before.

hard be they than alone love
the together sour darkness
the grey deep darkness .

declining grey drops at the high leaves
the deep touch before.

All in high went my feather touching
on a soft hair of far
into the down rainbow .

declining black lights ed more and ing
my sadness darken kisses before.

- ayu & e.e. cummings

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Kamis, 12 Agustus 2010

Untitled #4

loving you is

feeling a tiny drop of rain on my finger
is seeing a glow that dances silently forever
is whispering gently each and every letter

loving you is

absorbing every pain and hope with my body,
with the very pore