Old-Fashioned-Pairs

Old-Fashioned-Pairs.

The wind blows hard

as hard as life was

The leave fall down

just like people make others down.

Thank you

you are my best friend.

Thank you

for always be there.

Faris H.

My Owner

We are always there
When you walk
We protect your step
when you run
Yet you are not happy

As fast as lighting strike
As barren turn prosperous
Now You are happy
Like never before

R.R. Mulyana

Jealousy

Leaves fall accompany your step,

with your little feet covered by an ugly shoes.

Wind blows as you move,

blows into your messy hair and dirty face.

But I’m a blue

When I see you walk

When I see you run

When I see your move

When I see your feet and...

the ugly shoes.

I just wanna be like you.

But I can’t.

Cause we belong to different fate.

-  Nugrahani -

N u g r a h a n i

Look Down and Look Up

By: Debrina Ayu Virgoyanti

Answered Prayers

He may have gold on him

He may have everything you dream of

You may be envious to him

You may pray you can be him

He may not show it

He may not like what you see

You may not know what’s behind his gold

You may be careful for what you pray for

But now your prayers are granted

But it’s not what you actually want

You can’t turn back the time

You can’t take your prayers back

Vidiarsi

How I Miss It

How I Miss It

by: Jeni Nurmawati

How I Miss It

Scents, pale, gross of a pair white friend

How I Miss It

World, ground, a long-walking to the end

Grateful and regret

Past and present            

Just give me what you have

I will give you my heart decay

The Anthem of A Dream

by: Hana Elleonora

Like a supple autumn leaf

It land on me

On my poorness life

I may be wrong but your brilliance is my darkness

You had me convinced that together we could fly

Like a fervent bird fly through the blue sky

It bellows me a permanently hope

To think about a scope

A shiny comfort globe

Crossroads

I walk on a lonely road,

without anyone beside me..

I walk on a complicated road,

without anyone understand me..

I walk on a tintless road,

without anything red, blue, green or yellow..

I walk on a confusing road,

without any answer to my questions..

But, I just keep walking and walking

until I found another road in front of me

that road seems crowded

that road seems clear

that road seems colorful

and that road seems so much better than the previous one

Suddenly, a bright light came to me,

a very bright light which open up my eyes

that one light makes me see the road crystal clear

It just seems good to be stared at,

but not when you walk in

It just seems good for a moment,

but not for a lifetime

Jessica Nathania.

Pair of Hearts

Pair of Hearts
by Rahmat Alwi

When hearts white and love talk
    i can hear them mock
       mock and walk
And walk until broke..

   Wind blowing through my lovely feet
and, blowing O..
   between my shattered heartbeat
       under my lovely feet..

A broken right left pain
        love will chained..
   And, chained O..
my lovely heart pain

Sounds That I Love

Sounds That I Love

by Amalia F. Annisa

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One step, two step

He walks, she walks

Eyes watching

Silent mouth, bitter smile

That's the sounds

Could I make some?

I wish

I could.

Cloppity-clop

Cloppity-clop

By Farhan Syafiq

Everyone know our names

We always in pair

We are inseparable

He or she, young or old

We are worn by everyone

          We have the same job

          We have the same purpose

          He or she, young or old

          We make the same sound

          Cloppity-clop here we go

Cruel World

By: Rizki Sulistya

I saw him siting with a big smile

Wearing his pristine clothe

And unworn-out shoes

One happy boy

        I looked at him

        Wondering how happy he might be

        How wonderful his life as it is

        Not a single problem in mind

If life could give second chances

I would want to trade it for the world

I wish I was him

Words uttered from my mouth

       Only to realize a mistake

       My feet are now frozen forever

       I looked at him with the biggest smile on his face

       I realize a new world I met could be cruel

My Status Shoes

My Status Shoes

By Tiara Ristyana

Ripped jeans, dirty shoes, hungry stomach

How he wishes reality to be a dream

Clothed in fine shirt, fine shoes

As if he is bestowed with God’s blessing

Sparks do have flaws

For fine shoes are no better than legs to run

That teaches him

Gold does not measure one’s blessing

My Precious Life

My Precious Life
By: Ajeng Ratna Sari

My life and yours maybe different
I get my happiness in my simplicity 
You may get your happiness in your shiny gold
But there's something hidden in both

Life is not a shallow pool
It is a deep ocean
My ocean may not as blue as yours
But the waves run deep and wide

I'm not a queen whose magnificent palace
I'm not the ruler of the world
But I'm sure of one thing 
He has a reason for all...