Haiku 38

The ants sneer at him
They shoulder his crumbs of shame
Warn the half-assed guy

Malang, 18 September 2020


Haiku 37

Circles gnaw the law
Stealing the stage for a throne
But hey, new normal

Malang, 17 September 2020


Haiku 36

When you are engaged
People want to be comic
Hold on, I’ll tweet this

Malang, 16 September 2020


Haiku 35

Snatch the fate, hold tight
Though it’ll take years, show your might
Unbreakable chain

Malang, 15 September 2020


Haiku 34

Pluck from tines to tines
As his thumbs letting her speaks
Like harmonized creeks

Malang, 15 September 2020


310: Part III


Dense broth’s smell draw my attention
Lanterns, paints, fretwork dangling around
The Japanese style bought my satisfaction
Our footsteps guided by a sublime sound

Brought to us from Marugame
Two bowls of udon placed upfront
Seasoned by your presence per se
Calling memories that we’ve done

Two schotel torn my mind apart
Eggs and meats build up my bravery
Hot porridge melts in my heart
Yet, her lovely kiss holds the best savory

As the last spoon serves empty bowls
Three-days journey comes to an end
Edelweiss guarding these two souls
Holding hands, try to make a mend

Time’s arrows move swiftly like a milkfish
With no mercy, the train calls her prey
When someday He grants my last wish
We will meet again as we shout hooray!

Semarang, 7 September 2020


310: Part II


Inside a white wall and wooden story
He feels a funeral in his brain
Quietly reciting an unsung story
Queer euphoria rushing in his vein

He finds it dainty, simple, topical
Yet, he digs her special dish
Like seeking an answer to an oracle
In every chew, the poet sends his wish

Her kind smile every time he’s awake
Cries and giggles in their countless hue
Wise advice in the midst of earthquake
Also, a merry future in one plate for two

One day, before her special day
He feels a funeral in his brain
Praying his uncertainty drifts away
And only tomorrow will remain

Semarang, 6 September 2020


310: Part I


A sweet call coming to my phone
Delicate, seems close to my ears
A small proof that I’m not alone
Wiping all my worries and fears

When the ships ashore
Our eyes catch each other
Those are the eyes I adore
In my heart, I don’t need another

In my arms, I hold her close
Curling like a playful little pup
Giving me an oxytocin dose
Keeping my hopes up

Mesmerizing scene as far as I see
Feels like soaring above the third floor
Holding hands and leading me
Way ahead the thousand doors

In the mean time, it’s all thanks to You
I finally find home where I can go to

Semarang, 5 September 2020



A quirky poet before his messy notes
Waiting patiently for a second chance
Words gather around, using their votes
Marching on, in the name of romance

Yet, the poet finds his pen petrified
No single ink holds the perfect road
To bridge the concept, makes them typified
To define a feeling, being showed

Moon after moon are floating away
Still, the words mumbling back and forth
Discussing which would they say
Till they realized the time is now short

Soon the poet closes his very sight
Recalling, how she offered her hand
Her voice shares an enthusiastic delight
Thrilling, like her magic book from Thailand

Her eyes declare what needs to be told
Her ears lifting up his loneliness
Her smile gleams brighter than gold
Her heart is braiding faithfulness

Slowly, phrases cleave the way to her lips
Land lines and rhymes to her fancy waist
Every letter will do anything to take a sip
Engrave his stanza in her without a haste

There, where he’s eventually aware
The paper embraces anything he needs
Guiding his soul to a final dare
To be enamored by the Princess indeed

Happy birthday, my dearest princess.
Malang, 2 September 2020


Haiku 33

In 25 years
Nourish a golden era
Ours, us, side by side

Malang, 17 August 2020