Heaven that is compromised decomposing | Tebuireng Online

Future
In the future, my body becomes the ground
weak
looked up
Far
to the chest of the sky, which holds emotion
and mother’s face.

Then when on the next land
My age has been
I extend prayers
So that God
Take me to his shady park.

Malang, 2024.

Compensation paradise
Your feet are altar confusion
Time
gave the season
I found a niskala page

I dance on it
along the green lake
fish that like to fly the body
And birds anchored far.

In the sole of your feet I found around the home page
House that makes my sadness also sad
When we become a pair of blood
Continue Pitarah’s breath.

Your feet are your hometown
When my body is old and God likes to whisper secrets
At the end of each night
About wings and bleak days.

I smell the rain in your wet foot
I met a park with a tombstone in his side
I saw you lying down
In weakened land.

Malang, 2024.

Insomia
I buried him; Pastrious
In the sea of ​​blue kapok I bruised
so that every time my body falls like a canoe
It is swimming as a fish
which is a machete

Malang, 2024.

Writer: Ade Kurniawan, student of the Faculty of Literature at Malang State University.

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