God, You Punish Me With A Quiet And Love
god, you punish me with a quiet and love
many years i walked into your jungle
what a thorn piercing the foot
i always say love always
although the soil, earth, quiet trees always
you punish me with a quiet and love
there is a silence that hunting
do you love me?
this sort of question a child
that being withdrawn
but why do you punish me with love?
i was not able to recognize the crowd unless
otherwise a quiet way
hummed roar of water but you can not dam
from the hum of small water
high into the mountain
being a rustling in the valley
and the roar unstoppable
are there any you love me?
god, you punish me with a quiet and love
far on the hill there
you made me recognize a foreign path
make a return home, how ya?
but if i die; i die in love
and i want you to hug me
dharma on the leaves rustling in the woods
tears at all the creations
so what does it mean?
you punish me with a quiet and love.
(Padma, Ciumbeulit,2012)
poem by Imam Setiaji Ronoatmojo
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We Live
Hearts run free when we are young,
but knit perfectly with love as time goes on.
When two in love
remain together constantly.
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and let no one in
until love entices to capture
and tame the wandering spirit.
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as we possibly can
letting no outside influence
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Safety Fruits
You have taught me many things as i shared my love with you!
And now, i want to be part of your family and,
Live in unity with you my love;
For, if i could see what you see, then,
I could have been at the top always.
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Before any other thing;
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Badly Drawn Boy :
Does it mean I never let you know
Each time I turn inside
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Sing a nursery rhyme to keep me quiet
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Flows through me, in through me, out through me
Over me, feeling me, feeding me electrically
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Do do do do, do do do do
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Not when you know it's not the one
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My Distress
My rate of distress is a question of hate,
For the ends of the world do not dent the steel.
Punishment is a reception of pain,
Punish those in power and might, the leaders.
Quiet as a religion, the putting of balls is widespread,
Lit by the wands of musicality, the real poison.
Quick and quiet is the needle, of course my friend,
In a sense the fall of the needle is a break with disease.
Rails are climbed now, and forever,
Fevers reach dignity and proud feelings.
My rate of rainfall in this sky engulfs my family,
To the letters and laws of the land of religion.
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