The Majestic Merapi

Standing tall and still
Like a king overpowering the land,
With the look to kill
In silence…

The land submits,
The people admire,
Such magnificent summit
In its wait to blurt the fire!

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You being you

You being you,
Are like the ray of light,
Shining,
Brightens the space
You are in.

You being you,
Spark the delight
Which no other has,
For you are
One of a kind!

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A birthday poem for my baby sister

You are the littlest

But never the least

The baby sister

But not babyish at all.

 

The course of life has taught you well

To stand still in the midst of the storm,

And to peacefully dwell

In the midst of your beloved swarm,

 

Here in the house of your beloved,

There is abundance of love,

And you never run out of it,

For that’s all that we can give.

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Why do they say “Get well soon”?

Why do they say “Get well soon”?

Because there’s not much to enjoy in this room…

A prison of its kind, this room…

Chain you down,

So you can rest…

The only luxury you can have in this room…

Is the love and care,

And the joy brought forth

By the ones who love you.

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Get well soon, Mama!