Elite's Poetry

a bucket of flower a box of chocolate a proposing ring the journey start the story of love you with the person you love as the time goes by the love beetween them as beautiful as the early bloom flower

This time the night is crawling without stars Just humming in silence The wind whispered softly over the heart Which was torn apart Trapped me in an imaginary room Hallucinating to a figure whom I do not know Tired of me wandering But in reality he is just a shadow The shadow that always comes to me Along with the longing that continues to pity In fact, sometimes he became happy But also sorrow Have you been so pseudo? Resign me to a hope Of happiness, endless Despite the many times I've been expecting

Name : ReyWastuaji Name of Pen :  Ink Blood Valuable NIM : J1A016058  >>>    The Prolog of Tragedic  <<<     Ways in the city  fulfilled by blood  Tragedics story is dancing between     tear and painfuls all of the people O.. It's shit story that ever been I reads The song of sadness melody, begin to played Then, their have laughter, and celebrate          into the loses... All of the memories  scattered around every where, inside on the chaos. While, on the top right of way, there are a boy who have misnguided, when looking for the way to come back into the light of sun                  ~  Ink Blood Valuable,17th March 2018

We were papers Plain white papers A chaste who knew nothing A white that was ready to receive the ink The earth spins, The time flies, and the clock ticks We are no longer clean; but also not dingy The master made us look different Apparently the ink has scratched Your ink has polished us, Sir Changing the plain to be better Do not just use your black ink, Sir Fill us with your another beautiful colors Wahyu Meyndri N. (J1A016048)

When the rain has down to earth The cry of a child is still heard The heavy rain cannot dims it Her cries continue to be heard until dawn When the sky is dark cloudy Sadness hides behind a smile Mask to pretend The scream behind it still sounded When the rain does not stop Hope drowned in the ground Water absorbs in depth Like a dream that never reaches the top By Salsabila Novma Alhakim (J1A016065) 🌈

fantasize about clouds, then get a message   that I won the lottery,   then I became a millionaire   same, you who suddenly come, then realize that, I am the laity is still loved by God thinking that pleasure is only about matter in the world, then you go again that suddenly comes awake, I'm gawking, so beautiful creation of god, until I forget, who am I think that loss is the beginning of emptiness, then you come again, this time realize that, grace does not talk about matter apart from "prison", now I am grateful then I realized like dark followed by light with you, I feel perfect

A woman whose most gentle soul Look at me! How far I have grown Through all these many years You have been here by my side From infancy to adulthood, until now You will pick me up when I am down You hold me and comfort me Encourage me to get back on Your constant care and loving And your warm inviting heart A woman whom I dearly love Much more than words can say But I have some ordinary words for you “I love you so much, Mom”

Late night Here is my late night Nothing to do much Just keeping my sight To someone who I miss the touch It was 1 a.m. overnight I found a strange scratch Then I turned on the flashlight It was me longing for you as such

Hi! I’m panda Yes. I’m panda I’m not from China I’m from Indonesia My hobby is eatin’ My activity is sleepin’ My diet is you Thing make me stay up all night Altough I’m a bear I’ve never had my hibernation Altough I’m a bear I’m still a panda

How to make it easy? Talk about tired? I am tired Talk about quiet? I am lonely Talk about sadness? I am sad Talk about love? I am interested Why? 'Cause its talk about you. Devis Arif Wibowo J1A016056

A White Camellia by: Shaffi A. Karimah A white camellia is in my hand since seven months ago Now the petals are still clean without spots as if it is still the same as when you leave me You definitely know I struggled to grasp it A white camellia is in my hand since forty-eight weeks ago Now the leaves are still green as if it had been picked yesterday I already know You need time to take it back A white camellia is in my hand since one hundred and forty-four days ago Now the stem is still upright and sturdy as if it does not need the root You and I know This camellia is both yours and mine where the longing begins and ends

Like a wind in the middle of a night Nobody knows the time you left It was dark with no light All the hope that you gave You never loved me, right? But you are the only one I have By: Lowlytha Magda Boki (J1A016046)

I weep a lot over worriment or sad stories even over stupid things too, like you and bad grades then I let all the tears I shed to water the remarkable flower that I would grow up to be - Dea Pamela I. (J1A016059)

Home.... It seems far away without you babe You used to grabbed my hands I remember the day when you swung me In the lake We sung our ballad anthem We bursted in our laugh, tears You brushed my hair lovely You whispered in my ears, "How luckily i am, to spent my precious time with you." Right now.... We are far, far away from home A thousands miles tearing us apart We both know we can conquer this A thousands miles is merely number I believe, wherever i belong, you are definitely my home ❤ (Fairuz Salsabila - J1A016061)

'God, I just need a normal life is what they said when God asked them to be special but, you come without hesitation 'Just give it to me that special thing 'As long as they live normally 'I'm ok to be special is what you said when God did not even offered that same thing dear my dearest brother you are the same as others but with special gift you are the hero for them who are weak you are special just the way you are.

The cries, the fear The dark, the silence The hopeless, the sickness The pressure, the loneliness The sound of heart beat Thd sound in the head The sound of slow time ticking The sound of rude door knocking Those are really hurt Anything goes wrong The night is not same as before 'Cause everything blames me down MITHA WUNIKHA J1A016062

Here I'm alone Crying sadly when you're gone Now You're not mine anymore Your warm hug can no longer calm me down And now I'm afraid to rise up Repeat to struggling And I Can only celebrate the lost Celebrating losing you Dwi Ayu MS - J1A016053

War Of Change Mohammad Destra Banyuaji - J1A016050 The explosions can be seen everywhere... The gunshots can be heard everywhere... The heavy machinery can be seen everywhere... The screams can be heard everywhere... So many dead and wounded people, even I couldn't count it out. So many pain and agony, even I did not want to hear it. Standing in the middle of the mounded ground, I could see... There are smoke and fire around me. I keep asking myself, "What happened?" Oh, thats right.. We are in the middle of that.. We fight, we struggled, we facing our death in front of our faces. Not matter what happen, we just keep moving forward. We do that cause of one reason. We don't want to see people suffer. Because we know that with this war... Maybe we could change something.