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Thou, Who Stares At The Bay
In a morning, after some days of sail — the land at last. So my ship was berthed at the dry dock. It’s been a wearying day. After made tight all the mooring lines, I disembarked and went home. My home was in the suburb. It’s the one on the edge of a bay, near the mouth of the river. I laid myself in a small bedroom at the front of the house. Here from my room’s windows, I can see the river flows…
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Silver Bay, My City
Silver Bay, My City
At the post station, the street by its side,
orange fence,
the leaning sun shine, shimmering.
Silver Bay, My City.
We fight,
of promise and justice
They witnessed,
and they understand.
Thenceforth, they scattered.
My city hath been burned down,
and it’s flame reflected
on the river.
The Silver River.
I weep, my city
I win, and
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A Rainy Day
At 2 PM, as we made the promised, we gathered at the sport field behind our senior high school building. It was raining still since that morning. We teamed up into two, and start our game. Just like in my typical soccer game, I played a role of an anchorman. Of the 4 goals scored, our team conceded 3. It was a disappointing loss. Well, the rain was not in our favour that afternoon.
And so,…
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Ana: A Little Happiness in an Afternoon II
Ana: A Little Happiness in an Afternoon II
And another day, when we were waiting for the result of our national exam. With our usual hang out companion– Andy, Ivan, Liza, and the others — we visited Widi’s house. We were discussing plans for a class holiday. It’s more or less like a farewell holiday before we separate to each other, leaving the high school for the colleague. We were expecting Malang and Batu for our destination. There we…
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Ana: A Little Happiness in an Afternoon I
Ana: A Little Happiness in an Afternoon I
September 17th, two days before I leave for college. Just yesterday we promised to meet at JS Plaza today. It was 9 A.M and I was already standing in front of her house at Pineapple Avenue. Few minutes later, a petite girl wearing pink veil arise from the other side of the door. There she is.
About 30 minutes we ride through the suburbia, passing the main boulevard under toll way overpass,…
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Chasing Cloud
For Ana, A delusion who finally find her own little happiness in what we see is a torture.
Albeit I know what I’m desiring – and I think about it every night and day Just to end in a same conclusion: every time I run toward thee, I am chasing clouds. Beautiful in the distance, but it is raining when closer to thee. I know it’s not right. It’s very much wrong But can you deceive your little inside ? No, you can’t. No matter how hard you try But I keep trying Not to make it vanish.…
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The Travelers
"And I believe, one day, I’ll be on our street."
Just another day we pass on the street. Some of us just walking, the others are running. Some of us sitting in the bus, catching cabs, or drive on their own. I like walking, and take the bus sometimes. Walking is some kind of pleasure. I can see – I can walk with people on the sidewalk, waiting at the red light, crossing the streets, until standing at the bus stop. I don’t know everybody, but…
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Comedy
"Well, whatever the answer is, being too good is not good."
It’s funny how three letters can bring our whole night down. When we bethought that day was scar-less, and we hope we could sleep soundly tonight, then those three letters came. It’s so funny how the place that I used to misprise, now become my safe haven. The best place that brings a little piece of home to me. It’s so funny when we watch how the people you really know, turning to the ones…
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Dear Home
Ain’t it funny, when everything gets us down, and we started to laugh. I mean, it is like, you’re trying to deceive your dram misery, and make it looks like a cliché. A cliché, aye it is. Let’s say, back again, like at the day when I was a hero, Just less than a minute – until I felt like a loser. And just another evening that day, when I felt joyous calling home after two days of sail, And being…
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And one day, if thou and I ain't meant to be as one, Remember me as a good friend, Who had ever dreamt of a little home with thee to live within 't. . . #livefolk #folksouls #sonya6000
"Hoppípolla" . Jumping into puddles. . . #livefolk #folksouls #sonya6000
"At last, . nearer to God, nearer to thee." The Contemplator . #livefolk #folksouls #sonya6000
The Contemplator's Retreat . Forget thy enemy, but remember their names. . #livefolk #folksouls #sonya6000
"The Contemplator's Retreat" . Thou hast come thus far, to unravel how close thou art to the beginning. . . #livefolk #folksouls #sonya6000 (at Savana Bekol, Baluran National Park)
The Contemplator's Retreat . There are times at which hour I just sit, stare blankly, exhale, and smileth, Then laughing at the moment -- content, Being the most satirical person on earth. . . #livefolk #whp #sonya6000 (at Savana Bekol, Baluran National Park)
"The Contemplator's Retreat" Thou come, thou mourn'd.. And thou smile. . . #livefolk #whp #sonya6000 (at Ijen)
Yang termainstream dan termahsyur di seantero Kenjeran. . . #livefolk #sonya6000 #sonyalpha_id #ikisuroboyo #WHP (at Kenjeran Park)