Romantic Poems

Everything Is Untold

2009-07-05T23:27:00.000-07:00

Nothing is tougher
than the raining of June.
It keeps its own little miss
to that flowered tree.

Nothing is wiser
than the raining of June.
It vanishes its own foot traces
which was doubtful along the way.

Nothing is more kind
than the raining of June.
It lets what was untold
absorbed by that flowered tree.

(Free translation of Sapardi Djoko Damono poem titled 'Hujan Bulan Juni')

Erasing Your Name

2009-07-05T23:26:00.000-07:00

God can do anything,
also take my life away.
But there is one thing that
God can't do,
erasing your name from my heart...

Loving You Simply

2009-07-05T23:25:00.000-07:00

I want to love you simply
with the words were untold
by the wood to fire that had burnt it to ashes.

I want to love you simply
with the sign were undelivered
by the cloud to the rain that had made it vanished.

(Free translation of Sapardi Djoko Damono poem titled 'Aku Ingin')

Never Stop Loving You

2009-07-04T23:24:00.000-07:00

Someday
my body wouldn't be here anymore
but in these couplets of this rhyme
I won't let you alone.

Someday
my voice wouldn't be heard anymore
but between these lyrics of this rhyme
I will keep stealing your heart.

Someday
my dreams wouldn't be recognized anymore
but between these letters of this rhyme
I would never be exhausted to find you.

(Free translation of Sapardi Djoko Damono poem titled 'Pada Suatu Hari

Nanti')

Let Me For A While

2009-07-03T23:22:00.000-07:00

My heart is a sheet of leaf
hold on, let me for a while
lay down here;
There is something I still want to stare at,
this pause is ever missed
a while is immortal before you wipe
your friend in each morning...

(Free translation of Sapardi Djoko Damono poem titled 'Hatiku Selembar Daun')

I Am Totally Broken

2009-07-02T23:20:00.000-07:00

When you can't understand that I miss

you
... anymore.

Hard Things To Say

2009-07-01T23:19:00.000-07:00

Too many things that I need to tell

you,
so it makes me say nothing to you.

Singing Birds

2009-06-18T23:17:00.000-07:00

I want to miss anything;
the street where we used to be together,
the birds used to sing around us,
those dreams of you when you were not around,

I want to miss anything;
as long as not missing you...
since I wouldn't be able to handle it...

Belong To The World

2009-06-17T23:13:00.000-07:00

Just share your desires,
and belong to the world...
thank you for understanding me so

much...

Voluntary Abdication

2009-06-16T22:58:00.000-07:00

The goal of all behavior
including the voluntary abdication of freedom
... is freedom

Heaven Is Unnecessary

2009-06-15T22:56:00.000-07:00

Here i am,
Here you are,

so, who the hell need the heaven...???

ROCK ON

BABE!!

- one night when I miss you so much,

accompanied by thousands of stars -

Endless Loneliness

2009-06-14T22:53:00.000-07:00

And as it used to be
I talk to nobody as usually
in my endless loneliness

In Your Eyes

2009-06-13T22:50:00.000-07:00

In your eyes
resides the distant fulfillment
of someone else's desires.

Beautiful Hands Of Angel

2009-05-12T22:47:00.000-07:00

You have called at,
in a land where stars grow on a wet soil.
You have called at,
in a land where flowers sell their beauty to those eyes
style="font-weight: bold;">hungry of love.
You have called at,
in a land where sparrows always want to nest on top of casuarina tree.
You have called at,
in a land where words are matured and ready to harvest by the
style="font-weight: bold;">beautiful hands of angel.
You have called at,
in a land where love is served in a cup of tea you drink.
You have called at,
in a land that disappoint you then break your heart in a night.

nb: thanks 4 coming to my life... i love

you.

Never Give Up

2009-05-11T22:45:00.000-07:00

How long the distance could you afford
before taking a look at me behind and watching that silence
But both us choose not to give up, right?
keep walking, looking straight ahead
holding out the desire to look behind
We should have embraced those moments
as a crumbs of sweet desire
finished by an intercourse.

Time When You Forget

2009-05-10T22:22:00.000-07:00

There would come a time when you forget, perhaps
the stories you have whispered
between the rustling of bamboo leafs

alone

There would be no more endless lonesome years, perhaps
on the night sky scattered by star lights
you used to tease

There would be no more useless season, perhaps
your desire to the dawn rest in a

sprinkle of dew
which comes uncertainly

There would come a time you would understand, perhaps
it is a prairie
which has never asked more than a soft wind
that would bring your perfume to the alleys of rock mountain
when you have already afford to dance with the weeds

alone

Breathing The Life

2009-05-09T22:19:00.000-07:00

I just want you to understand
that clouded sky happened since the sun
is too greed to rule the earth.

It forgets that there are still the wind and the clouds
which still rightfull to breath in every life that sometimes forced
to prostitute itself to power merely.

I just want you to understand
that there is an really undefined silent moment
when you were not present in my

lonesome chambers

...

nb: always happy to see your smile that appears in your eyes...

Love Mess

2009-04-08T22:17:00.000-07:00

I miss you, you said, on the night

where poem struggling, sliding away,
pushing, destroying, crushing, intoxicating me. Obviously I read the silence
on your poetic face. O, thousand of rays left from the eyelid.

I miss you, you said, like a silent

that stabbing, curving,
tapping the whole body.

I miss you, you said, on the silent

night, no sounds
breaking the dawn, the morning where my nervous came to your face.

... a poem

Books Of Love

2009-04-07T22:16:00.000-07:00

It's time for our books to be closed
Go ahead, write the new pages of your book
Don't open your old books
since those every words written are
the desiring soul.

Write your new books with full colored dreams
Not our dreams that dark and gloomy
I myself will write my new book
with dream of a violet butterfly
whose wings are scratched.
with dream of raining tears
which drift the rainbow in the edge of the sky
when the sky is orange colored.

Remember our book of dreams
with the memory of a hope
that went down in an inability
ended with the palace burned

Your book, my book, and our book
is a journey without beginning nor ending.

Loving you, with life, blood, and

dreams.

Moving Away Wind

2009-03-06T22:15:00.000-08:00

To the moving away wind
I whispered your name
a leaf fell
and I entrusted
the moving desire
to the moulted cloud
...
your name

Rapid Raining

2009-03-05T22:13:00.000-08:00

As this raining afternoon delivered
silence that colored the top of those weeds.
The wind would whispered to the rapid raining
that figured in the drizzling
as your name

Falling Shadow

2009-03-04T22:09:00.000-08:00

A shadow fell to the water
shaken in silent
to grow a felling
a stalk of leaf fell off
written a desire
scratched on
your name

Evaporated Life

2009-03-03T22:08:00.000-08:00

My life evaporated with hope
As everything is no longer the same
The end of expectation came as a company
As I found a grasp of love...

Cloud Of Rains

2009-03-02T22:05:00.000-08:00

There would come a time
that the rain would come back to the cloud
to meet the winds and the stars
and the sun that always dance

There would come a time that
the party should be over
the room needs to be cleaned
from the noise of laughter,
scattered garbage,
and glitters of dreams

There would come a time
we should open the window of the room
so there would come the fresh air,
or perhaps a bird that would call at
or take a visit
or just let the room empty
so it would be easier to get cleaned

There would come a time
we will meet again
in the place where we began

...

in this place

After The Rain

2009-03-01T21:57:00.000-08:00

The smell of the soil after the rain
always reminded me to keep loving

life,
the sun,and the sadness
as I always love...

And I wanted nothing more than your shadow
to accompany me having a cup of tea
in one afternoon
when I was bubbling about dreams and

hopes
yes, your shadow is enough
since that the one only thing that is real