DIARY MY POETRY

JUST A GAME
by Surry



Why did you take me back
To your side in your life
When his late you go?

ABOUT LOVE
By Word Prayogi



About love
How wonderful the world.
Because their love.
How happy a person.
Because their love.

LOVE IS NOT prestige
By Herry Poet



You are present at the most unexpected times.
You come with strands of breath means.
When I need you.
You are always there.


But why do you prestigious?.

SEE YOU LATER
By Jefri Irawan



At the top of this hill
Lampu2 see flickering and lonely
So the heart of entertainment that lara
so the song of nature without the noise

That the star-studded sky
Without the black clouds that block
Months very beautiful views from here
And perfect because the side you

You,
Friends who so tired my shade
You,
So rest of his companions when my melancholy

Felt short time we wrote through
And was quickly hushed would come again
The next day you will be far away
Live a story that may never happen again

thanks for that night
cool when you cover me
Thanks for that day2
Without you knowing it had closed my wound.

I can not easily forget
Karna vivid in memory
And we will meet again
In the dream, or in the realm of imagination.

MOTHER
By Ema Afriyani



Every second time spinning
But the love that never terpudar
You always walk tirelessly
And know the time .....

You never cared
Although the soles of your feet exposed spines
You still tread on the ground
Even if blood should be spilled ....

You sacrifice the soul ragamu
You never stop fighting
For me a .....
Although I never love lembutmu
appreciate
Because I think, I was not a child anymore ....

Despite all that you command,
I have always argued ...
Despite all that ye
Advise, I never listen

Thousands of stars in the sky will not be able to ....
Beat the beauty you gave
  
You are everything
Who is able to give you what you got

Speech kasarku,
You never commented on by
A word..
But you always luapkan everything
In a string of prayer ....

Ye are my hero .....
Ye penyemangatku .....
And all of it, can only be
Do,
Mother to you ......

LEGEND THAT WILL NOT Missing
by Bambang



We should
Is a reflection of the fighters
They have formed an echo of freedom
Script heirloom called 'independent'

We should
Not asleep at dusk ninabobokan
This country for their
Not just for mutineers

On the last night there was a sacred chat
About in what way the guerrilla
So that no more generations colonized
Sick, neglected, injured, lost

DREAMING IN HER MEMORIES
By Astriwulane Yayu

A piece of hope in he hissed heave
Fishy catch troubled and silent
Heave missed and dismissed the green scum
In the catch painful and bruising



Long in lonely, I am speechless
Considering you're in a handful of black bias
Bring My dream of a painful illness
Hugging my soul in silence sore

I witnessed in dense clouds whispered passed
Leave ranahmu left one
Long time no whisper and no longer sing