COMPILATION OF POEMS by Ajeng Apriliana Safitri

A-J-E-N-G

Amazed by the world’s beauty and nature’s harmony

Joyfully babbling in the midst of tone and rhythm , singing high and low enjoy the song

Ended up like a lost cat, solitude in a crowded universe

Naive view, straightforward thoughts, and a simple mind in a world full of hypocracy

Growing like a kitten with its blanket, yet hiding its fangs underneath

A Hope

By Ajeng Apriliana

It is like a lantern in the darkest alley

It is like oases appear on the desert

It is something that everyone should have

                                It feels like air in the outer space

                                And like the wind

                                Invisible, untouchable, yet it trully exists

                                And like an antidote for a dying soul

A hope is priceless

 What I Want to Be

By Ajeng Apriliana

I want to be like an eagle

                Strong, charismatic, and free

I want to be like a tree

                Green, grow, and shady

I want to be like the sun

                Shines brightly and warm

I want to be like a waterfall

                Fresh, wonderful, and graceful

Umbrella

By Ajeng

        Umbrella

Is             the         protector             from      the         heavy
rain       of        anger    for          those    who       seek      for          a              safe       place
It    is     the        shelter of       the         harsh     sun         light       on       the  hot         afternoon.   It    is    rigid     and    strong     against     the     cat        and        dogs          rains.

Oh

My

Um

Brella

Please

Always

Pro         tect

        me

                                                             



                                                              A Ball

                                                            By Ajeng

                                                 A ball

                                 Round      and     circle

                       Being played, being thrown, and kicked

                    Never complaints  only keeps silent and firm

                        Its  toughness covers its deep wounds

                       When it is broken, no one would play it

                                It   is alone with its unhealed

                                 bruises and deep wounds

Black and White

By Ajeng

 What is black? What is white?

Those are the chess board of life

You can be either in the white box or the black one

There is no grey.  

Only black and white in the world full of amidst colours

White is the sincerity , purity, and honesty of the oath of loyalty

Black is the gloomy and spooky,

They against each other trying the be the boldest of all

Yet filling each other and emanate their own saturation

The Green Grass

By Ajeng

I want to be like a tree

Green, fresh, and shady

Like a shelter for those who needs pure air

It is the lively soul growing in an unfertile land.

Bringing a bucket of hope for the lost sand.

Yet, I am the wild grass in the park.

Sometimes being neglected, and at some time I am protected.

Never will I get the chance to grow as high as the tree

Let the grass grows wild and show its bold beauty for the ignorant passerby.

Cut the grass and turn them into exquisite shapes and then display them for those craving eyes.

Innocent Victims of A War

By Ajeng

Hidden Rights
by Ajeng

At the Restaurant

By Ajeng

As I’m waiting for my meal,

Clink clank, it sounds

Like  fence fighters in a championship

Now the fence athlete fights versus the full plate of meal with his spoon and fork weapon

The clink clank sound is now the background

The giggle and loud laugh from the girls beside me take the lead

Suddenly, prank prank

 the sound of the empty plates and glasses being tidied up by the waitress

Duk Duk Duk

The chef passionately slices the thick meat

Then  Sluuuurrrppp.....

The sound of the customer drinks the almost empty glass of iced tea

That is how the resto sounds

Spoons, forks, and knives become musical instruments

Their sound unites

Turns to a melody

Becoming an endless song in a crowded resto

Hunger Day

By Ajeng Apriliana

In a very hot afternoon, I walk aimless with an empty sight and empty stomach

There it is, a restaurant appears like oases on the Sahara

As I enter the room, the smell of spicy chicken comes out from the kitchen

It strikes my nose,

 Then it enters my mouth,

And runs down through my throat

Suddenly, it awakens my hungry stomach which has not filled up since the morning

Soon, my hollow stomach starts rumbling

The smell of spicy chicken followed by the smell of fried garlic, red, and green paprica made my tongue begins salivating

In a short time, the thought of spicy and delicious fried chicken with garlic and paprica sauce controls my brain

Command me to quickly order it

As I’m waiting for the meal comes,

I play my finger  try to distract the miserable

Making click clack sounds on the wooden table

“ Here is your order “ said the waitress

It interrups my empty mind

Suddenly, the delicious this is right in front of me

And guess what ....

Just in a fast glance

The full plate turns to empty

The meal now arrives in its destination

My stomach

I feel delightful and wonderful as if I have been freed from the misery of hunger

My Pillow

By Ajeng

It is my bestfriend

It is the best among all pillows

I can ne’er sleep without it

When it’s gone, i’m dying

I cry till I lose the last drop of my tear

I cry and cry when my dad can’t find it

Then I stop sobbing

when my mom creates my pillow wanna be

What I Want For My Birthday
by Ajeng

For my birthday,

I want a sister, so I can play dolls and cook with her

I want a brother, so he can protect me and push my tricycle

I want a barbie, the most beautiful one, along with many cute dresses

I want a huge sweet cake with many candles on the top of it

The last but not the least, I want a bestfriend, the one who is kind and funny.

On the Street

By Ajeng

Mom, who are they ?

Don’t know

They’re laying on the ground. Don’t their backs hurt?

Don’t know

Where do they live?

At their homes

Mom, look the baby is crying

Well, she’s baby afterall, baby cries a lot

But  look! She is freezing

Well, it’s night already

Where’s  her mom and dad?

Don’t know

The baby cannot stop crying.

Could I give her my blanket?

Just sit, fasten your belt, and look forward, deary.

Lonesome

Counting days day by day in a deserted park

O time, can you stay and don’t leave me behind

I am lonely and I am desolate

The only friend is you that runs and passes by

O time, can you stay and don’t leave me behind

Wanting to reach you but you run in a blink of eye

Please stay and accompany me in this barren park

With a dim light from the park lamp I see you there

Come and go as you like, in a bright or dark day

In the deserted park, I am mournful and miserable

Only the park lamp that stands and lights the gloomy plain

Now you see my dull face holding the unbearable pains

In the name of hope, please turning back

And show me your cheerful smile

Embracing my melancholy

Catch A Train

It is almost the time

My train will come

I have no time

To wait to another

It must be this one

That will take me there

Yet it is 5 minutes left

It is almost the time

That I must strive for

Now I run as fast as lightning

In the midst of rain

I can see it is running

I can hear its honk

Now my body is shaking as the ground’s moving

It is almost there and here comes the train song

I run and run and break the crowd

Catching my one way train that may not come back again

A Solitude Tree

By Ajeng Apriliana Safitri

There, I stand alone

Lonely in a wonderful sunset

Its thin sparks through my fragile body

The beam glows between my trunk

I can feel the warmth runs until my thinnest leaf

In a very lovely evening

There, I stand firmly in a muddy field

Waiting for someone or maybe something can reach my fragile trunk

That now is rusty of touch

The touch of the nature’s affection

That I have been craving for a long time.