sathyamala, 26 lipca 2012
I want to thank God
for giving your lovely spirit
to the world.
I want to thank your parents
for giving you
to us.
I want to thank you
for being
"My Friend."
I do not have experience to
bless you. But I have
little true heart
to wish you.
I want you to be like a
Phoenix which overcomes
all tribulations in its life.
And I want you to
be happy throughout your life.
sathyamala, 26 lipca 2012
Decorative locker,
full of printer papers
that leads the poor
to depression and
rich to madness
with it's power and beauty.
I'm not interested in those
colour papers,
I need some rest
in my mother's womb
it was also a failure one
because of these papers.
Now I got some sleep
in the hands of God.
But my parents are
still searching for those papers
in their life
for their loving son.
sathyamala, 26 lipca 2012
I feel so lonely Father,
I do not want a no man's land,
I feel so ditched,
Be a joker and make me laugh,
I don't want to continue this isolation.
Give me your hand,
That will make me feel better.
Give me some divine thoughts,
So that I can manage to
Live in this sinful world.
Give me some forgiving quality,
So that I can forgive myself.
Give some purity to my heart,
So that I will get rid of my impurity.
Do not let me go off
Into the hands of evil-
Protect me from the darker side of the world.
I always want to be yours
And yours alone Father.
sathyamala, 30 marca 2012
Awaken Baby
(Dedicated to African-Americans)
Awken baby, the whole world
wants to see your smiling face.
In the night, all the Pentagram
protected you with its cooling nature.
Like Pentagram, the sun wants
to give its warmth to you,
Birds want to sing a song for you.
Nature wants to give you
the freshness to your heart.
All the abstruse things
want you to manipulate them.
Be a casing to your community.
Raise like a Storm, Volvano, Phoenix
to get our freedom and
Be a Queen in the heart of the people.
Eradicate the evil things in the world.
Awaken Baby! Awaken!
the whole world wants to see you.
sathyamala, 19 marca 2012
He is considered as a linchpin
in the world of supersition - But
no one wants him in
their house.
He always stayed in
walls but they will
never willing to let him in.
He always walks on the wall
in which human beings are
not dare to walk.
People considered him as an
ugly creature but his tail
will grow up even if it is cut off,
that is his uniqueness.
He always gather
people attention by
his gentle walk.
And moreover,
he is and attention seeker.
sathyamala, 14 lutego 2012
I want to have an absolute life
with an adept mind
but like a dead fish I
abreast in the flood of
intelligence, depression, alienation,
'id' and 'super-ego'.
I lost myself to
a demon
who sucks my life
with the mask of an angel,
drags me to a state of
persecution.
I lost my
"ideal motherhood" and
"universal womanhood".
Atlast,
I want a no man's land
to get my freedom
but I can only afford
my soul's freedom
sathyamala, 14 lutego 2012
I need some time-
time to weep
for my loving son's death.
Yesterday only
he was with me,
holding my hand in death bed.
Today he is no more
in the world
but he is in my heart.
When 13, he said "I never let you go"
but in 31, "I left him" and
for the past ten years
I'm in the old age Home
against the will of mine.
He was happy about that(?)!
Yesterday I talk to him
about My Home
He only shed tears and
nothing more.
I want to cry loud for his death but
I can"t
because it was not
My Home.
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