A Little Young Boy (Poetry)

A Little Young Boy

Time flies by

Until this young boy finds out the truth

A young boy who has been forgotten in his own world

A young boy who always asks to his shadow

Nobody could hear the buzz

But everyone can still hear the whispers

In the corner of those ruins this young boy stares

An empty sight from his eyes

At the edge of a slumber he stands

No more people around, just wind blows surround

To the black rose he tells each story

Still, only tenderness

A young boy gets closer to a shining star, but it fades away

Then a water drop brings news

It tells him to keep standing at the edge of the slumber

Where he would always be a little young boy

Author: Pande Bayu P.

If They Were Birds (Poetry)

If They Were Birds

Everybody dreamt they could be a bird

Flapped their wings and flew high touching the sky

No worries, fears or tears

Just freedoms

It makes no sense since it was just a dream

No, it wasn’t just a dream

Some people got their selves like a bird when they were starting to open their eyes

A bird without wings, trapped in a narrow cage

But why do they need wings whereas they don’t have to fly in the cage?

Why are there still many tears and sorrows?

And why do they still need freedoms whereas they are safe in the cage?

There is no free bird cares to their cage

Nor even if it’s made of gold

The dream comes true already, but life is still too rough and confusing to live 

The ignorant ones would die slowly at their palaces, called cage

Author: Pande Bayu P.

No One Knows (Poetry)

No One Knows

And the morning has been too cold

No cloud, but still it’s crowded

He knows that he has ever been told

But he didn’t trust the old

Grows as nothing, but just a silly goat

Somewhere, looks for the truth along the road

The road where you could find no gold

Watch out of the flood!

Again, he doesn’t listen to the old

He sinks, though his soul might float

But how long would he hold?

The death is ahead

The cold heart doesn’t melt yet 

And the story remains as just a story, which couldn’t be read

Author: Pande Bayu P.