My Mother Tongue

You talk to me of language

Of mother tongue

Mother tongue?

What’s my mother tongue?

What language I used to speak?

May be it has taken

Or swollen

By a language

Named English

You talk to me of language

Of English

We all do speak English

But …

Have you forgotten?

Your mother

Your tongue

Your mother tongue

Where do you put it?

Where do you drop it?

Where?

Somewhere there,

Between the English

Don’t talk to me of language

For I thought I have forgotten

Forgotten my tongue

My mother tongue 

But, listen…

Listen to the song I heard

Listen …

Carefully

Reminds me of my mother tongue

Sing to me more…

Speak to me even more

With our tongue

You’ll find it is there

Don’t ever lose it

Don’t ever forget it

Do not ever!

Think of your mother tongue proudly

Speak it loudly! 

                                                            March 5 2014 

This is the miss interpreted poem for I thought that the assignment is about mother tongue. 

and this poem inspires by Sujata Bhatt with her poem 'search for my tongue'

http://anthologypoems.wikispaces.com/Search+for+my+Tongue 

‘We are JAVANESE’

We were walking together

Down to the misty evening road

At the market

Where people gather

Talking of ‘Wedang Ronde’

While we conjure

The taste of ‘Whisky’

The road was crowded

By people wearing ‘batik’

While we felt lost

In the crowd

For we were wearing

Prada’s Summer Cloth

Don’t you feel embarrassed?

To be seen as stranger

In your own home

Now tell us…

Who is the singer they are talking about?

Nurjanah…

Didi Kempot…

We have no idea!

For we were talking about

Lady Gaga and Katy Perry all the time

What’s now?

Sing to me a song…

Listen …

            Listen…

                        Listen…

                                    Listen …

                                                Listen!

That’s what we are,

Javanese…

Who’s just come back to our mother land

From the land of English

And listen to us now

For we will speak it loudly

We are Javanese…

And we are proud to be Javanese

In English… 

                                                                      March 6 2014 

this is a poem that I wrote in a hurry due to Cross Cultural Understanding's assignment. 

my group and I had already prepared a poem actually but we got it wrong because we miss interpret the assignment :D 

so this is our last minute poem..and I'll post the 'wrong' poem after this... 
this poem inspires by Kenneth Wee's 'Festival' 

http://www.wattpad.com/23696395-poetry-collection-festival

I’m trying to sleep

I try to sleep

But I can’t sleep

        “why don’t you try counting sheep?”

                Because I’m waiting my phone beep

                                                        March 24, 2014

Once...

You sing to me a song

All night long

Some old songs

You bring from an old lounge 

            Recording your voice in my head

            Saving the songs in my heart

            “don’t stop now”

            Keep singing

            And let me bow

            Before you go

But you stop singing now

and I know

you’re singing for another sparrow

                                                            March 23, 2014

Nonsense

I do remember

That night in the park

When the day’s dark

And we talk

about ‘Jack and the Bean Stalk’

            we don’t know what it is about

            but we keep talking

            until you shout

            ‘that was nothing!’

                                                March 23^rd, 2014  

Call the Summer Back

Summer...
call them come sooner 
needed more than the heat of the fire 
I am tired of the fire 
more than everything, 
the sun tho'
always be missed 
                stand right there in the rain!
                not again
                I am in pain
Rain...
pouring in the evening 
with the wind moving its wings 
                drop me again
                in the rain
                I am in pain 
call for me the days 
that summer days

                                      March 13, 2014

                                                              

Greetings

I'll greet you when the sun sank 
at the edge of the ocean 
with a cup of a good evening coffee 

when the sky's dark 
and lighten by the lamps of universe 
when your eyes heavy and 
the bed tempted with its dreaming blanket 
thence, I'll greet you with a good night kiss 

I'll greet you when the shiny light ball jump from the east 
with a hot good morning tea 
only you ask for a sandwich 
hither your good morning sandwich 

I'll greet you when the sun heat your head 
and you drop a grain of sweat 
with a glass of good afternoon lemonade 

and I'll greet you now and then 
to keep your lips wet 

                                                              March 14, 2014