At the corner of the simplified, at ease, bowing. An expressionist' despair. Those who shun the clown. Cold breast, sassy eyes. Captured and framed. Smiling statue. The joy of self assasination. Bye bye.. Rainbows.
This blog contains the diary of Indra Afriza, the Poet of the Long Lost Hope. --- Blog ini berisi catatan hidup dari Indra Afriza, si Penyair dari Harapan yang Lama Hilang.
Kamis, 25 Maret 2010
Rabu, 17 Maret 2010
Meatballs of Necessitae
It eats the brains, bit by bit. Creating the void inside the head. It's invisible and invincible, both at the same time. But it's still not God. So I guess: I need not be affraid.
Kamis, 04 Maret 2010
Last Days of The Mohican
Drown in emotion, and get burns to the bone; eternal marks of the undone. Drown in submission, and so turn into zombies; nightmares sans cesse. Choose to drunk, not drown. Take the heat as the sublimes does it. Flow gently, amid the mist.. Kiss the fairies of the abyss.. To life and death: Salam.
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