Life, Precious

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unabashed tears,

almost surreal.

How I beg Sorrow fiercely

for last court with destiny,

but as the sun slowly setting,

my shadow too is bidding farewell.

Darkness comes, choking me with endless fear

I dedicate the poem above to a friend who just a few days ago lost his partner. I’ve came to know his partner only through facebook, but over the past 4 years, we became friends. We shared one thing in common, even though only through online posts, and that is the love of poems. He loved writing free verses (in Bahasa Indonesia) spontaneously and posted them on his facebook account. What a pleasure it was to read them. He claimed that he was inspired to start writing free verses when he saw mine. True, I used to write some in Bahasa Indonesia in the past, but because of hectic schedule, the passion of writing slowly dissipated. I know, it’s an excuse, a lame one too.

Strangely so, the passing of my friend has tickled my urge to write again. I thank him for that. It was a gift that we gave to each other, and I should cherish it. My only regret now is that I never got to meet him in person.

Reading about the news of my friend’s passing was very shocking, and that’s because I haven’t been diligent in keeping up with my friends on social network. I’ve been reminded by his passing that I need to change, especially now that news of friends and family members’ passing seems to happen more often during this unique and challenging time.

I will continue — we will all continue — after every devastating moment. Life goes on. I will cherish what little and short memories I have with him because they are precious. Life is precious.


I wrote the poem above in the form of Etheree format, thanks to an inspiration from Tanka Tuesday, Poetry Challenge no. 212, Synonyms Only with Loose & Tight for this week’s focus. Thank you for reading. Hope you enjoy this piece.