Saturday, January 31, 2015

For the People

by: Muhammad Athamam Arzaf

The men stayed below the trench
Waiting for the enemy wave
They stay strong through the horrid stench
Longing the day they can finally shave

Through the dark moon they come at force
The men hold them off with all their might
Even though they lack the sight
The future for their city looks very bright

Their wet faces after the horrid battle
Dries out when the sun proves victory
They wait for their wives to pop out the kettle
No more should they have to worry

He and I

by: Natasha Karenina Wijaya

He whose words are nothing but deception
He whose actions are nothing but sin
He whose thoughts are filled with nothing but malice
He who is none other than me

He whose ear has heard all my lies
He whose eyes has seen all my crimes
He whose cries were never heard
He who has been the victim of my ill will

He whose blood I have tasted
He whose shouts I have savored
He whose pain I have glorified
He who was stiff and fell upon my feet

He whose tears I have missed
He whose howls I have longed for
He whose scars I have dreamed of
He who is the devil of my mind


Under Your Spell

by: Pinka Haprani

I lost hope in love,
but then you came along,
with your spell cast,
I am helpless

You tie me up under your spell
A spell where you speak so profoundly
A spell where I can hardly understand
But it fits like the missing puzzle

There you are,
Stirred my every thoughts
My every word, heart, move,
so gently, so profoundly

You were none,
But now you are my all,
How could this even be possible,
When I only know from words

No need uncertainty,
It’s making me go insane
But with you,
It feels just right,
And it’s okay to be unsure
Although I know,
My heart is at stake

I asked myself
Am I under your spell?

Friday, January 30, 2015

A Dream Within a Dream - Poem of the Week

by: Edgar Allen Poe

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,

Thus much let me avow--
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.


I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand--
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep--while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

Man for Himself

by: Melissa Maharani Gading


The air was so dry 
No rain to ease the cry
Many were just waiting for time to fly by
And many getting ready to say goodbye

On the streets or on the road
People were coming with a load
They wanted food it wasn’t hard to decode
But many were disappointed and the commotion slowed

Then came two men with hope in their eyes
Ready to conquer and rise above the skies
Though none was ready with supplies

One was a fella who was quite unwise

They had come a long way
To find some work in the field that day
And then something happened they needed to get away
All at once it was all foul play

He for himself nothing in-between 
The unwise was demented it was quite a scene
He had no choice it was in his gene
There was a big bang then everything was clean

The two started of with nothing in their pockets
The two worked hard to get heavy wallets
But now only one is left with the burden

Of living a life only as a servant

Bittersweet Memories

by: Nikita Basuki

The porcupine looking guy?
Never wins any girl
Less smart he is 
Cares for no one
OH! Gives out the evil in each he meets
Oh he is truly a crap

Thinks trash
Act crushed treats his girl bad
Lives notoriously bashed
Hell yes, he does

Friends care
Parents love
Soon he realized 
Life is good and so he is!

Hearts shattered because of him 
Why does he keep breaking what he has?
On and off, doesn’t he ever get tired?
Memories shared keeps taunting my mind
Tossing and turning in my sleep.

They took him from me, miles away
I though he left my heart astray
But for now he’ll still be mine
He think’s letting go is easy?

No! So just a goodbye for now!

Silencio Old Man

by: Eunyong Choi


I shall hear out no more
Your useless words and actions
Interfere with my life too much

Let me have my freedom
Let me live my life
Not yours

So.
Silencio old man!

Look at Me

by: Evania Batara

At the brink was where I stand
The walls I build shattered
Mist was the air I breathe
Wind was the hurt on my chest
Look at me

Isolated in other’s happiness
Pleasing for forgiveness
Noticing the pain
Strangled by the souls
Look at me

Screams are the silence
Whispers are piercing
Stares give no attention
Voices shut the light
Look at me

You said I’m nothing
You said I’m torn
You said I’m vile
You said I’m temporary

But look at me

Passing Time - Poem of the Week

by: Maya Angelou

Your skin like dawn
Mine like musk

One paints the beginning
Of a certain end

The other, the end of a
Sure beginning

Miles

by: Tania Shannon Arifin


Sitting, wondering, and wishing, I still remembered how we would just watch the raindrops when we were small, and spend our days together. Words can’t describe how I truly miss your warmest side next to mine. There I was on our favorite bench, where we would use our time just to be together with even the coldest and warmest weather, trying to remember how we were in the past. Suddenly, I just remembered, the memories I had with you. Ever since we were small, we made a promise, a promise that forever we will be together, yet undivided. Until we were ten years old, there wasn’t anything that came between us. Unfortunately, we didn’t realize how fast time was, you had to move to a different school in a different city. You told me you had to pursue your dreams, and I did too, on becoming a successful musician. I was inconsolable when you told me that, but I knew you would never shut me out on anything. We were separated by a four and a half hour tramp ride, about 280 miles to be exact. I’m here in London, while you’re there in Paris.

A few years have passed, and I’m now here in Tokyo. Time has just never been on our side. Its 7 hours ahead here, and I’m still not able to reach you by phone. I tried several conversations with you, but I should accept the fact that maybe you’re too busy. It felt like I tried to be there for you, but you were just not able to give time for me. Thereafter, nothing was the same. Then I just met this guy, Liam. He’s one of the members of the orchestra in Tokyo. As I spend time with him, getting to know him much deeper, without realizing I thought you were near. With the change of time and how you live so distant to me, it led me to reconsider my feelings. He showed me too much care, and would spend most of our days together. For days and weeks we act like lovers, but don’t worry, we were only friends. No matter how close Liam and I were, the good-looking, and loving smile that I see in him; I would always picture him as you. It appears; I would never forget a thing about you. It’s impossible for me to repay how caring he is to me, for my love is only you.

For all that reason, I came to a point where I unexpectedly come to a decision; it is time for us to meet. In spite of that we’re still not grown ups yet, and I still have concerts to be attending, I decided through e-mails to make a pact. A pact that later when we’re 27 years old, we would be wise enough to meet in a train station in Paris, where I would take you to our hometown, London. If we both came on that day, maybe it’s an answer that we are soul mates. Though if you don’t, it showed that we’re both meant to move on from each other.

Days and days I’ve waited for that day. It felt so long to just wait until the day of the pact comes. That being the case, I’ve tried to find another guy, to see if you’re really the only person I want to love, care, and live the rest of my life with. Though, no matter how hard I’ve tried, I still have that feeling towards you deep inside my heart. I had a lot of reasons to give up on you, yet I chose to stay. So after days, weeks, and even months of still searching and thinking of what I should do, I’ve decided to hold on to you, and just fight for the pact, while I wait for you. Years and years I’ve waited, I tried to be faithful and trust that you will come on that day.

Here it is, the day of the pact came. To describe, I am possibly excited but I would probably have an anxiety attack when waiting for him in the train station. I dressed as neat as possible and waited for you about three hours in that brown-colored wooden seat. I was completely unable to speak. At some point, I lost hope, and tears started streaming down my eyes. I didn’t know where you were and if you were about to come. Though I waited until our stipulated time, still, you’re not there. The feeling of happiness like I can’t touch the ground, turned 180 degrees to a feeling filled with sorrow. I was on my way, headed up the stairs with such depression that I couldn’t even express, I saw you, holding hands with another girl. There I was, staring at who I thought would be my soul mate, changed my life, forever. Hence, the wish I had came with the undesired reality. 

I was completely hurt, but the pact says it all. It’s impossible to take it away, for you are like my heart, and I cant live without you. As I learned about the truth, at some point something warmed my spirits. It made me able to smile, through looking at the train that passed me, where I thought I would go back to my hometown; with the guy I desired the most. I realized that there isn’t anymore those childhood days where I would be incautious and foolish with that “best friend”, while just forget that unwanted things do happen in this world, because those things don’t come easily in life. Sometime later, with someone special beside me, I would be able to watch the raindrops at the speed of light, and realize that things only happen once, because time goes faster than you assume. I think to myself, I’ll forget you one day, Miles.

The 7th One

by: Alfreno Kautsar Ramadhan

It has been ten years since we have gotten a new leader
With all our hopes and dreams
A new one has emerge from the people
And they call it 'The Peoples Power'

He has new ideas, visions, and missions
To prevent the country from collisions
It will take a long time, to create a dime
But in the end, the result will be proven to be prime

You are the 7th one,
We chose you to be the top among the rest
And we know that you can get one thing done
To lead our country to its very best

Hallows Eve

by: Melissa Maharani Gading

No one seems to understand
That I am the only sane in this sea of madness
I have tried and tried to tell my story
But have never truly truly been rewarded

One last time I shall try to recall
What has happened many moons before
Although what happened was a close call
I might say it’s my favourite above all

It was one fine day in one hallows eve
I was walking, minding my own sleeve
When suddenly I noticed an EYE to my disbelief The eye was a pain as I had perceived

Behind it was a face as white as snow
I can say the creature had room to grow
The eye was so clear it couldn't be real
But around it was black, it was quite surreal

For the longest time the eye followed me 
Through the big tree until my soup pea
It was such an ordeal and to such a degree

That I decided that it was time to be put out of its misery

It was time for retribution
It was time for my satisfaction
The plan was all set 
Through and through from blood and sweat

On one fine night I slowly entered its home 
Careful not to hit any of the gnomes
To get to the creature was the greatest trial
But no trouble found me I was versatile

When finally came the time to slay the beast
It opened its EYE and smiled to mock
I grabbed the pillow and put it to use
It made noise and then silence let loose

Then came the crowd to cheer
But instead they screamed and ran with fear
What I had done wrong to me was unclear
But here I am now talking to you my dear

That is the end of my story
What comes next is not up to me 
I could go to the inevitable oblivion 
Or to the hell I am so used to before

The Eraser's (Love) Letter To The Pencil

by: Afia Semesta

They say our relationship’s complicated
Nothing like anyone else
We grow up killing each other
The love freezes while the body melts

They say that you’d kill me
That you’re someone I shouldn’t see
Parts of me vanish when I touch you
Your clumsiness is my weakness
Thats how it’s supposed to be

My white face scarred & bruised
You make me uglier as you work
I was created for a sole reason
To have your stupidity kill me
You big jerk

But I know better
I still love your tall, sharp edges
Your quick dancing above the paper dance floor
For you, I’d jump over hedges
Just to see you mess up more

In my dreams I see you drawing a huge kiss for me
Then blowing it to my direction
It would slowly fly towards me
But I’d end up dead when I finally catch it

If loving you means dying,
Bring it on
Cause you’re the only thing I want to face
Since I’d love to spend every dying moment I have
With someone I’d like to erase

The Fly - Poem of the Week

by: William Blake

Little Fly,
Thy summer's play
My thoughtless hand
Has brushed away

Am not I
A fly like thee?
Or art not thou
A man like me?

For I dance
And drink, and sing
Till some blind hand
Shall brush my wing

If thought is life
And strength and breath
And the want
Of thought is death;

Then am I
A happy fly,
If i live,
Or if i die.

My Apology

by: Natasha Karenina Wijaya

Maybe I regret leaving you alone
You who had taught me so many things
You who had tried to bring me joy
You who had cared about me

Tears ran down my cheeks
When i found out you were gone
I didn’t think your absence would leave such a crater in my soul
Nor did I think I’d long for your company

But now it’s been more than a year since you passed
And I regret all those moments where i had despised your presence and spent wishing you would go

Maybe this is what i deserve 
For letting you rot away alone
You who wanted nothing but for me to be happy

You who were -- are the reason of my existence

Equilibrium

by: Anonymous

There will be no light without dark
As there will not be coal to fuel the fire
And there will be no cave to shine our light upon

There will be no high without low
As there will be nothing to pick ourselves up from
And there will be no slump to raise our heads upon

There will be no love without hate
As there will not be any emotion to defy the way we feel
And there will be nothing to balance our warmth


There will be no good without evil the same as how there will be no joy without an equal amount of pain to balance it out

Incendia

by: Shafa Baehaki

Pyrite against pyrite,
As I struck the fool's gold
I shivered at the wind, bitter and cold The fire burns, hot and bright

A burst, a spark of light
Shoots up from the little hold
I went to my tent, which I unfold
Tonight, everything seemed right

Yet a monster lurks in the shadows
A horror, a beast, a Thing
Why would the beautiful meadow
Be the dwellings of this creature, I sing

As I looked out into the gloom from my window
What would the depths bring?

If Only

 by: Avada Nirel Pureza

If only days are counted as weeks
weeks are counted as months
Months are counted as years

If only distance is just a unit
Distance is just a number
Distance won't keep us apart

If only sickness didn't eat you alive
But makes you more alive
Because every movement, every breath,
and every step that you take sounds like clock ticking,
waiting for the most beautiful man to take you

If only I was there when the man took you
If only I was there to say goodbye
If only I was there to learn from you
'If only' are just some silly words
Because if I was really there, I wouldn't let you go

Released

 by: Calluella Trista Sinsieri

Tried to resist
Though I slit my wrist

My own blood I spill
Waiting for life to kill

It was my choice, I had no fears
Only had pain, with some unshed tears

On the floor, blood stians
Releasing my from all my pains

Soon it's all gone
Soon it's all done

Released, free from this pain
Life, it was all just vain...

Hunny Bunny

 by: Alysha Nabila Primasany

That's a fat bunny
What a cutie

Tall crooked ears
Hears our voices

Twinkly pink nose
Smells our scent

Tiny fluffy taile
Goes hop-hop

The Dark Room

 by: Alfreno Kautsar Ramadhan


Empty it was... The dark hollow place
Approached it... With a slow walking pace
Withe the feels of anxiety
Imagining the after effect of misery

I felt like someone was staring at me
With a feeling of revenge
Nevertheless the guy approached me
With the goal to avenge

I went to the dark room
Shivering with fear
Felt like I am facing my doom
I knew the end was near