My Book is Published

Here is my book! 

You can order it from nulisbuku.com. Here's the link 

http://nulisbuku.com/books/view/life-love-and-luck

My First of Others

This is my first -and hopefully- of others. Started in 1998, I’ve been writing poetry since. Some of them with dates, some of them just came on a plate. This book is filled by three factors; Words of Wishes, Bitter Enlightenment and Sweet Clueless.

I believe even the happiest smile ever tasted bitter before, every mourned heart ever touched by laughters and we are how we present ourselves or not, in society.

Beneath those words I freed myself; I empathized and fed my emotion, I’ve pulled my darkest mind to the surface and dragged my angelic thoughts to the depth.

In the end, I can only hope you would understand, that in words we can swim and dream. If you can enjoy the swim then I’m living a dream.

Darn You, Mister by Dinda Minardi

Darn You, Mister by Dinda Minardi

It will be Mourned by Dinda Minardi

It will be Mourned by Dinda Minardi

You Trap Us inside Your Jars by Dinda Minardi

You Trap Us inside Your Jars by Dinda Minardi

Bound Hearts by Dinda Minardi

Bound Hearts by Dinda Minardi

My First Poetry Book - Life, Love and Luck

My first book cover.
Awesome, yes? :)

He is a Hero

He is a Hero

(06/08/2011)

Leader’s defame, one thing we can’t resist

Remember, that One ever suspected communist,

Another One hid behind father’s name,

Next One, took his seat for granted,

And this One, trying too hard to fame

But those were nothing wrong, we had red

Never born clean politicians were, I believe it

Or they were, until they captured in tricky mist

Why hating him so much?

Look at yourselves and your bluntly words

Keep saying name of God, to got us touched

Please! We already know your chords

Atleast he led us to roar back, to set the trend

Now, you can’t even fulfill your promises

What? Would’ve never thought back then?

Run a country none like dealing private crisis

Please show us more hypocrisy

So you can add more sugar to your so called democracy

Despite of his corruption judication,

He faught well for this country

Now tell me, which politician hasn’t tasted that seduction?

I believe if you recalculate,

His efforts will overly climb his mistakes

No need all the debates,

He deserves to be called hero, that’s it!

*About former President of Indonesia, Soeharto (1921-1998).

I believe that every people who faught for one’s country deserved the HERO tag, despite of all his mistakes and corruption or whatsoever they’ve said -which in these days still a trend.-

            I’m aware that this writing will have a lot of critics. Well, I just spoke up what I observed. If you’re not agree with it, make your own verse, that’s it! J

Gloom Love

Gloom Love

(19/08/2011)

We fought a lot for no reason

Can’t believe that our last was my tomb

In the end,

I will always search for you

But for you, all I only gave was gloom

Changed

(22/07/2011)

I look at your inside

Definitely different from your outside

I try to stir you and see what will happen

Will you still you or hide behind weapon

You change color straight away

I’m disappointed in a way

Failure

(01/08/2011)

He catches dreams in struggling minds

He extracts them into a darkened one

Sends them back into our thoughts

Will haunt our reality and kill us slowly

Not going crazy is more than lucky!

Does he even exist?

It was my same question

Once, he grabbed my wrist

His grey abstract existence,

Only I could see

My luck has fleed freely

I gave my left strength as a wimp

I can feel he writes my obituary

My hopes has turned to grim scheme

Dream or Reality

(03/08/2011)

(03/08/2011)

I just realized
My life’s been cheated on me
My luck is never lucky
It is never myside it belongs to be
Fright dreams gives me a goodnight kiss
Me, not the same since
Friends act like enemies
Family, they treat me in brutality
Who am I? Is it still the same with Me?
Was it the dream or reality that took my sanity?
Are they real, or I deny them to be,
Since those are too painful for me

Mirror (Cermin)

Cermin

Kupandangi cermin didepan berdiriku
Akankah bayangan itu berubah?
Mungkinkah bayangan itu memudar?
Bayangan itu senyata nafasku
Bayangan itu sepasti lukaku
Semakin dalam dukaku saat melihatmu
Cermin fana pengungkap dusta

Sembunyikanlah nyatamu
Aku malu dan pilu
Pudarkanlah bayangmu
Aku luka dan berduka
Retakkanlah wujudmu!

Aku ingin melupakannya
Bayang semu diriku
Bayang semu senyata dustaku
Bayang semu senyata dosaku


Mirror

(23/07/2011)

I stare at the mirror in front of my stand
Would my reflection changed?
Is there any maybe it will be faded?
This reflection as real as my breath
This reflection as precise as my sad,
And it gets deeper when I see you,
The disguise revealing mirror makes me blue

Please, hide your reality
I’m embarassed and in no clue
Fade me my reflection
I’m wounded and escaped from truth
Break me yourself, I’m begging you!

I want to break me,
My reflection in disguise,
The disguised me in falsity
My disguised me needs clarity!

Option

(24/06/2011)

Postpone everything and be nothing

Or

Do everything and be something

Tears

(11/08/2005)

In every single tear I can see you

In every single tear I can taste you

Describe it yourself how big I miss you

You aware very well how much I want you

It’s only a little favor I need from you

Please take these tears away, I’ll thank you

The tears that remind me of you

America, the Melting Pot for Freedom

(20/06/2011)

Ones might know the value for tolerance

Let’s ask Americans for their multicultural life

How has it been?

Are they living in a camouflage screen?

Ones might throw their identities

Let’s ask Americans for their multicultural life

Should we keep our ethnicities unseen?

Or we keep our sanities in between?

Ones might keep their entities

Let’s ask Americans for their multicultural life

Can they socialize easily?

Or they only do chat briefly?

Ones might blend-in perfectly

Let’s ask Americans for their multicultural life

Can they act in melting pot fairly?

Or they mind their popularities only?

YOU

(04/03/2005)

I can write what I want

I can write what I think

I can write what I know

I did, write what I saw

I just can’t,

Can’t write what I see…

You!

The Bads & The Unsads

If you care the others

You’ll be cared by them

If you care with love

You’ll be loved by them

None of caress lives for the bads

But not every caress fed by the unsads

As long as the sad has caused the good

There won’t be a big stone blocking your boat

That will bring you to the love, that gold

The Bads & The Unsads

If you care the others

You’ll be cared by them

If you care with love

You’ll be loved by them

None of caress lives for the bads

But not every caress fed by the unsads

As long as the sad has caused the good

There won’t be a big stone blocking your boat

That will bring you to the love, that gold

About Care

Everyone needs caress not careless

Everyone wants happiness not sadness

None of ones wants to be unseen, but to be famous

Everyone needs to be believed

Not just being relieved

Everyone needs a solve

Not a lot of words

Everyone knows about care

But not everyone makes it fair

Everyone knows how to care

But not everyone can run it dare

I’ll See You Again

I’ll See You Again

There are tears on my eyes

Streaming away like a falls

Your love wasn’t as that precise

And I, don’t even have a word, just cry

It seems too far away

To break my heart with one slay

Friend, thanks for been a friend

I know I wouldn’t survive without you

Now,

After you gone, I’m getting string

I know you’re gone but not for long

Cos I’ll see you again

Up there,

Up in heaven