tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24371095.post3717783907221695621..comments2022-08-18T18:03:00.329+10:00Comments on My Stream of Consciousness: Love Poemstiwi-lioness.blogspot.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09359341115115764279noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24371095.post-55186951568902149522009-12-09T01:07:24.529+11:002009-12-09T01:07:24.529+11:00well ma'am you are right...
sometimes we are t...well ma'am you are right...<br />sometimes we are too afraid to write a poem just because we aren't confident..<br />but, when we are alone and no one to talk to the only thing we can do is just write or talk to GOD by praying....<br /><br />the first time i read your title "Ulang Tahun Pertama Tanpa Dirinmu"<br />my stream of unconsciousness jumped into the memory when i celebrate my 17th birthday without my father because he had passed away 7 months before it...<br /><br />after i read the whole poem, i know that it's hard for you to not only celebrate but also live without your family...<br />"dirimu" in your poem can refer to your husband or your child...<br />but, once again God become The Helper for you...<br />because God will never leave us..<br />it's us who sometimes leave him..<br /><br />(putri ika)<br />(062154037)phOe^_^Thttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10024879474173222565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24371095.post-8694292175990357602008-07-17T13:57:00.000+10:002008-07-17T13:57:00.000+10:00Poetry, to some extent, is language of soul and co...Poetry, to some extent, is language of soul and consciousness. Throuh a poem, one can express the deepest part of his or her own soul and consciousness. And it flows freely, purely, honestly. Bu Tiwik, that's my impression on your mainstream of consciousness... Gud luck and be a real poet, okay?my creative forumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10118755071960049547noreply@blogger.com