15

as I've been here for thousand minutes

squeezing of the

hard lemon

nothing goes up, 

salt, only salt

in the name of this pink evening, i wanna have some

 

 

14

your glasses my glasses
not same
not same at all, that's why
it is a hard thing to say "cheese"

13

the day of flowers and bee
the time of sweat and sea
the fallen skies should learn
the slimy mind must burn
to be a proper and just
sun may rise at last

12

Night promised her return
Day believed the truth
their mating is a Myth
we call her Evening

11

i believe in winter
i try to breathe and walk faster

10

it's a say
Dream-weaver loves to play
against the simple Clay
life hard on
Flesh rocks on

9

They had little time to hear a story of my own
i miss the texture and scriptures of my Bone
i see old times in these, safe dependable fingers
my deep breaths keep me above
unusual cold in chest
let me raise a stream
in my deep dream
cannot laugh so high to pierce a goblet

this is a huge reservoir of bitter chirping

8

just sand, after a long sandwich
tired of truths, utter a lie if you dare
one dime soul is kidding in the Dirt
curves are absolute, orgies are blunt
Flesh smells funny, square mocks the Sphere

about evening, about accomplishment

7

to walk a billion mile
to inhale the air of whole earth
to taste the old truth
i left my home many many times
sometimes the sky is gray
sometimes clouds are red
i wonder the color of happiness
is it white or pink
i turned around and around
stuck in past lives
stuck in grieves
stuck in insanity
who made this clump of flesh
i wonder
i wonder
passing time tells me story
passing scenes provokes me think
think, think and realize
survive in such silly way
i wonder, i wonder..
all on a sudden...
an amazing bird from Pacitan
gave me love, gave me spirit
gave me tons of dreams
missing her, missing her
who flies in the air of Jawa...
i wonder, i wonder
i've started to smile
i've started to believe
i've started to build real dream
in the deep
so deep,
so deep of my dark soul,
where she lives always and will live forever
the bright loving bird of Pacitan

Nur

Nur

Nur

sky is everything you are
behind the sweetest reflection
amid the dream of dove and pigeon
smell of the sea and wave that you have
my closed eyes and frozen tears
the sculpture of the past and love
tears for my beloved sea
a huge laughter of sadness
may be i will fly away far, near your roof, or not
then you will see my shadow, my wing or miss everything

6

same reservoir that kept me alive
through the confusing centuries
and the untold stories are seen
through the fleshy pair of windows
untidy concepts tangled among
baseless dreams of soar freedom
the lies and lusts overlooked
deep bonds with the hope of atonement
a life surely just how it is allowed
sizzling goblets surrounded by clouds
simple crystal dues of real smile

5

this is the first warning and everything will be the same again
this is the second warning and you have many games to play
this is the third warning and you are too tired
this is the fourth warning and you are asleep deep
this is the fifth warning and you don't give a damn
this is the last warning and everything will be the same again

4

fishes are dead
but the Fishes should be DEAD
anti-clockwise
grumbling for triple dose sugar flying around
these swellings of pinks
intimate enough to discard eclipse
organic blades ate their mission
hood devoured all the eternal rays
worthy pages got margins
puppy got her pet