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Rabu, 05 Agustus 2009

'moonlight' by dimas handono djati

this night...there is moon in the sky, look at to me with the light smile, some times shy and closed the face with softly moving cloud, When I sleeping near window without look at the sky, and you open your face again with your light smile, moonlight and moony, your moonbeam smile make me flying high into the sky trying to touch your smile and your moonbeam,, please smile again,again, and again, is only you can make me happy...is only you can make me smile, is only you can make me flying high, is only you can make me touch your beautiful moonbeam smile, please dont end your smile, keep your promise always come back with your moonbeam smile at 14...

Senin, 03 Agustus 2009

'betari durga' by dimas handono djati.

‘ Between hatred and lover maybe you can feel in final frontier of passion and emotion. When we follow or obey our emotion and passion of hatred, that’s are ‘betari durga uma, the personification of death,destroyer,revenge,terror,intimidation and always look at to human guilty for judgement, it was the dark side of human, and the final is unhuman. We always hope, some one creating of love continuously for balance our life.’

Selasa, 21 Juli 2009

'Aku memanggilmu ' By Dimas handono Djati.

‘ Suaramu hanyut dalam gaung yang pergi bersama angin, dengan teriakan keras membelah sunyi aku memanggilmu, puji-pujian dengan nyanyian indah mengembirakan daku tujukan padamu, dengan pekikan, teriakan, suara keras, menggelegar, nyanyianku menyeberangi sungai, melewati gunung-gunung,lembah dan melintasi lautan dengan cepat seperti halilintar menggelegar, menuju rindu di ujung kolong bumi, bangunlah,… aku telah memanggilmu, sambutlah aku wahai cinta, dalam khayalmu dan juga khayalku…’

Sabtu, 11 Juli 2009

' kiss ' by Dimas handono Djati.

The red lips like a ripe apple fruit
with slow and soft approach
without power no power decline
here come the sugar such as honey
here let me know you thirsty thirsty
as one in the middle of the desert sand
alone without the quiet one
Wet because of perspiration, dry neck feels strangulate
ago arrived at the lake of clear water
Clear, wet, it is clear lips
Come, advanced, dive, drink the lake water
Clear, clear, wet, such as the beautiful rainbow, it is my lips
Despite not red apple but full of beautiful grace,
and softness as the morning dew
and softness as a blow with the wind,
He touches the lake water with lips,
and to taste,
and drink, and then with both hands, he gulp water lake until satisfied
once, twice three times, and many times,
with the endless kiss my lips,
and taste to satisfy thirst, and again many times,
with both hands, her face wet and my face,
with insistently he kiss me,
full of passion and spirit of thunder,
such as thunder in the afternoon,
that seems destroyer a mountains,
that seems to stir the contents the sea,
full of love that bubble,
next,continuous, finishing sense your thirsty,
hug me, make wet my body,
With the spirit of the hurricane such as
With passion like that can cut across mountains,
With enthusiasm like that can call the storm,
With voices that seemingly can make falling down hill coral,
With a sigh like the tuneful chanson,
With a thousand hands embrace the net steel softly silk,
No power without the power of rebellion, tergiversate, trapped,
Servilely low by the scourge in slave of love,
forward, forward, red apples the conquer of my love,
Finishing your thirsty, drink my sweet honey,