Soekarno Hatta Airport One Day (Sukasah Syahdan Poems)
thisistheplace where distancespaceandtimebetray tohalveintotwo: you (Sukasah Syahdan)
thisistheplace where distancespaceandtimebetray tohalveintotwo: you (Sukasah Syahdan)
How much more blood must the people suffer before they come to a halt with this horror of power? How ...
To: I at the risk of being customary I wish to make a confession not that it may be true ...
This morning when we woke up the meat cages still locked us up* We took a bath so they'd look ...
Truths are stranger than fictions, and there are more of the former than the latter. (Sukasah Syahdan)
at lunch time blatant curses and veiled conceits devoured the four of us (Sukasah Syahdan)
had it not been for the accident in Cilegon I would've been born! (Sukasah Syahdan)
I tore apart my only love and am dying an ungraceful death (Sukasah Syahdan)
said once a friend of mine that love was just a bucket of bullshit; then I-- thought about his parents ...
Some say the taxes we paid through the nose were spent on weapons that would send us to the grave. ...
An ideal father: doesn't smoke doesn't scold doesn't fuss doesn't test doesn't punish doesn't upset doesn't bore doesn't forbid doesn't ...
last night I dreamed that I dreamed that I awoke a sleepless man writing about what I dreamed last night ...
1/ The more advanced a society, the more depressing its media. 2/ Most advanced societies value rubbish way too dearly. ...
although but disagrees with and in compounds each agrees to conjunct (Sukasah Syahdan)
too much writing fatigued my master's hand: consider me absent today (Sukasah Syahdan)
I am flying to Batam Island with butterflies in my stomach (Sukasah Syahdan)
is many a love-struck couple kissing and hugging with passion by the Margit híd; is a lone acquaintance of mine ...
if you are young and bright at one and twenty, go to a: if you are old and gray at ...
To: S in OC our doggy needs to be warned to not approach mr. w's house a neighborly grin yesterday ...
1/ here's a picture of us taking an impromptu walk side by side in the park our park, you dubbed ...
Make Poverty History is history in the making. (Sukasah Syahdan)
ignorance and benevolence collide frequently she asks me how (Sukasah Syahdan)
I'm sending my hello to the boy yellow at bikini bottom (Sukasah Syahdan)
rulers are tools helping pupils draw straight lines in class and life (Sukasah Syahdan)
Your oft-repeated bocsánat has grown me sick; it keeps reminding me of a religious teaching. God the ever pardoning can ...
time shall tell where the real warfare befalls: in every soul time shall tell who triumphs in self-infliction: no one ...
tell me one good thing you did to yourself today and tell me another that you did to others let ...
1) eleven forty-five a.m. someone sent me news through the rain: "good mourning!" 2) I hastened to you, father though ...
Archaeologist and historians should work together to reveal what happened to Gajah Mada, or Humpty Dumpty. (Sukasah Syahdan)
today my daughter and I walked the morning sun the first time again (Sukasah Syahdan)
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