A student in a literature department of a city in Indonesia..
A lover of beauty, rhyme, words, and thought..
A struggling soul in a wave of changes and the revolving earth...
A flying aimless kite searching for an answer..
A broken winged being with a mind and a imagination..
I plunk at a beach,
silence herein,
I am, bit by bit,
shredded by winds
...
An evening walk,
just after both of us talked.
I walked her home afterward,
through a breezy boulevard.
...
Holding hands,
beach's white sands,
an evening walk,
an overnight talk,
...
I sit before a frame
It's empty and it's not the same
Picture there is none
Better if there's one
...