10 Examples of Beni R. Budiman's Poems
Beni R. Budiman and Examples of His Poetry1
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in love
with Diwana Fikri Aghniya
Suddenly we are like people who are
Learn to be a son and a father. In that mosque
Compassion is like a mountain river looking for a valley
And we drifted hope to the lonely end
The estuary for every prayer and the fish make a promise
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Some of his poems were also published in the anthology Two Faces (1992), the 21st Century Poems (1996), Night of a Thousand Months, Mirror of Nature, Iron Hand, and Force 2000 in Indonesian Literature (2000). In 1996 he was also invited by the Jakarta Arts Council (DKJ) to read his poems and speak about his poems at Taman Ismail Marzuki (TIM), Jakarta. He also wrote many essays on literature and culture.
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5
in love
with Diwana Fikri Aghniya
Suddenly we are like people who are
Learn to be a son and a father. In that mosque
Compassion is like a mountain river looking for a valley
And we drifted hope to the lonely end
The estuary for every prayer and the fish make a promise
We also become poetry that lives between the two
Eternity heaven and hell. We fantasize as
The eternal Lukman family throughout the ages. Calm
With white angelic faces. And God
Eternity heaven and hell. We fantasize as
The eternal Lukman family throughout the ages. Calm
With white angelic faces. And God
We continue to be in love throughout the call to prayer. And
Forget the earth that always sings a sad song
Also in a house full of
sighs and piles of garbage
Forget the earth that always sings a sad song
Also in a house full of
sighs and piles of garbage
We continue to embrace in the rhythm of God. Sail
Among the glittering islands, looking for Lukman...
1996
Melancholia
Like a row of mahogany on the side of the road
My body is erect throughout the recesses of the dawn
And my black shadow lay on the asphalt
Tracking the direction of the vehicle and mercury
Afternoon Fantasy
Sitting on the central veranda and the sky on your lap
Fire furnace. The sun looks like it's burning
Pottery pots and cups. Approaching the sea and
Coffee lake. Even our fantasies write fire stories
Room Epilogue
This room fulfills us as ascetics
Which languishes. Seductive hustle and bustle from outside
Window. Creating a circular echo in
Room. And folds away as a silent song
Carnival
With colorful clothes we are stylish.
In line of ducks. We are back as children
On the big day carnival. glowing face
Mouth full of candy. The days are just a joke
The city dissolves in the rain. Even the lights
Buried away. The coconut shoots are shaking
Yellow bamboo hug each other
Digging his nails into the ground
Until the quiet rumbling stretches along
Duchy
Two railroad tracks divide a city that doesn't want to
Dead. People passing along the hallway
Market. Vehicles that come and go
Rebuke is lonely, but also brings pain
As long as your name
1
I haven't quite mentioned your name yet. Whereas
Dawn has long bloomed. Morning fog continues
Inching. And the birds are whistling
Among the neighbor's jackfruit branches
2
I should have called your name many times
When the sun burns half of my hair
The shadows of my body are shrinking shorter
From the original. Then I kiss your forehead tenderly
At Cirebon Harbor
"Mon beau navire O ma memoire
Avons-nous assez navigue"
(Guillame Apollinaire)
At the port of Cirebon, the sea and my heart collide
Camping
Beneath the lonely mountain rolls and peaks
And on the expanse of land I immortalize anxiety
Rock cliffs and snorting pines
The wind sent humid weather. Rain, blocked by clouds
Among the glittering islands, looking for Lukman...
1996
Melancholia
Like a row of mahogany on the side of the road
My body is erect throughout the recesses of the dawn
And my black shadow lay on the asphalt
Tracking the direction of the vehicle and mercury
The call to prayer calls me home
But the echo makes a lot of sound meaning
Drawing intersection for steps
And the weather offers sweet dreams too
But the echo makes a lot of sound meaning
Drawing intersection for steps
And the weather offers sweet dreams too
suffering. I hesitate among the stars
Remainder. And a hard crash
avoided. I'm messy and hurt
Heart split in two in a melancholy sky
1996
Remainder. And a hard crash
avoided. I'm messy and hurt
Heart split in two in a melancholy sky
1996
Afternoon Fantasy
Sitting on the central veranda and the sky on your lap
Fire furnace. The sun looks like it's burning
Pottery pots and cups. Approaching the sea and
Coffee lake. Even our fantasies write fire stories
And the birds soon wander before
Turned into ashes and cigarette embers. Flock of fish
Away from the shore before it becomes D foam
yellow leaves instantly. fall before
Fall arrived. Space ignites a flame
Turned into ashes and cigarette embers. Flock of fish
Away from the shore before it becomes D foam
yellow leaves instantly. fall before
Fall arrived. Space ignites a flame
A child cries until his voice runs out
Pray for the weather to change color soon
But the wind and rain don't give an answer
Apart from the coconut that fell on the head. Broken
1996
Pray for the weather to change color soon
But the wind and rain don't give an answer
Apart from the coconut that fell on the head. Broken
1996
Room Epilogue
This room fulfills us as ascetics
Which languishes. Seductive hustle and bustle from outside
Window. Creating a circular echo in
Room. And folds away as a silent song
Who are we outside this room? lock of hair
Above the flesh and lonely creeps like a stem
Passion fruit along the aisle of the heart. Then we get lost
In a voyage without a map. And the mouth is out of words
Above the flesh and lonely creeps like a stem
Passion fruit along the aisle of the heart. Then we get lost
In a voyage without a map. And the mouth is out of words
Inside and outside the room, we finally stay
The eternal ascetic worships lies. And this prayer is one
Ask: "God give us time to continue to sin!"
1995
The eternal ascetic worships lies. And this prayer is one
Ask: "God give us time to continue to sin!"
1995
Carnival
With colorful clothes we are stylish.
In line of ducks. We are back as children
On the big day carnival. glowing face
Mouth full of candy. The days are just a joke
Who has tears? There are no words here
Grief. Dreams and images beat wounds
Suffering is like the language of a wreath. Pain
Only belongs to the warriors on the battlefield. Sadness
Flying. The world is decorated with lights and banners
Grief. Dreams and images beat wounds
Suffering is like the language of a wreath. Pain
Only belongs to the warriors on the battlefield. Sadness
Flying. The world is decorated with lights and banners
The party continues to be celebrated. Carnival is still running
The parade moved slowly. The poet chooses silence:
Who has tears? Who prefers to cry?
1995
Solitaire
The parade moved slowly. The poet chooses silence:
Who has tears? Who prefers to cry?
1995
Solitaire
The city dissolves in the rain. Even the lights
Buried away. The coconut shoots are shaking
Yellow bamboo hug each other
Digging his nails into the ground
Until the quiet rumbling stretches along
Electric wire, tensed. Lightning descends. My child
Crying loudly, breaking my daydream
Relieves the rain. Expel and dispel will
Typhoon. And reinvent Bandung
As a lake of flaming pearls. any person
Swim and dive again there, scramble
Dream. While I'm becoming a wallowing rhino
Quiet, along rivers and forests; own pain
1995
Crying loudly, breaking my daydream
Relieves the rain. Expel and dispel will
Typhoon. And reinvent Bandung
As a lake of flaming pearls. any person
Swim and dive again there, scramble
Dream. While I'm becoming a wallowing rhino
Quiet, along rivers and forests; own pain
1995
Duchy
Two railroad tracks divide a city that doesn't want to
Dead. People passing along the hallway
Market. Vehicles that come and go
Rebuke is lonely, but also brings pain
(I still remember
when your hands,
dad floated on my cheeks. "I want
free as loose fowl," I shrieked)
dad floated on my cheeks. "I want
free as loose fowl," I shrieked)
Two rails vibrate. Whirlwind beetle
On the sidewalk. I'm also lying in every
Burning room. "Goodbye, father
Because every place is an address. Calm down!"
1993-1995
On the sidewalk. I'm also lying in every
Burning room. "Goodbye, father
Because every place is an address. Calm down!"
1993-1995
As long as your name
1
I haven't quite mentioned your name yet. Whereas
Dawn has long bloomed. Morning fog continues
Inching. And the birds are whistling
Among the neighbor's jackfruit branches
2
I should have called your name many times
When the sun burns half of my hair
The shadows of my body are shrinking shorter
From the original. Then I kiss your forehead tenderly
3
I still don't call your name. When the farmers
Start watering the cauliflower. And pumpkin stems
Loosen the coils on each bamboo fence
Electric poles have longer shadows
4
I don't even spell your name. Even though lavender has
Flashing in the passion fruit grove. birds
Hastened to the nest above the silence of the cistern
And the sun packs up hiding behind the hills
5
I should have kept the love as long as your name
Before the city is deserted. And we lay together
Dream. Drowning in the dim light. Black
All night. Then silence throughout your name
1995
I still don't call your name. When the farmers
Start watering the cauliflower. And pumpkin stems
Loosen the coils on each bamboo fence
Electric poles have longer shadows
4
I don't even spell your name. Even though lavender has
Flashing in the passion fruit grove. birds
Hastened to the nest above the silence of the cistern
And the sun packs up hiding behind the hills
5
I should have kept the love as long as your name
Before the city is deserted. And we lay together
Dream. Drowning in the dim light. Black
All night. Then silence throughout your name
1995
At Cirebon Harbor
"Mon beau navire O ma memoire
Avons-nous assez navigue"
(Guillame Apollinaire)
At the port of Cirebon, the sea and my heart collide
Rumbling, Ships sail and dock
And I'm quietly waiting for the twilight that I don't know:
O life, a little voyage, just a moment to come!
And I'm quietly waiting for the twilight that I don't know:
O life, a little voyage, just a moment to come!
In waiting, I'm reminded of you, my sister
The ships that sail and dock, become ours
Made from torn paper after school books
School. And we drove in ditches and ditches
With a smile. And we always forget mother
Those who like to be angry, when checking the books we have
The ships that sail and dock, become ours
Made from torn paper after school books
School. And we drove in ditches and ditches
With a smile. And we always forget mother
Those who like to be angry, when checking the books we have
At the port of Cirebon, my dear sister
I remember you while waiting for the sunset
Charming and fun twilight of death
1993
I remember you while waiting for the sunset
Charming and fun twilight of death
1993
Camping
Beneath the lonely mountain rolls and peaks
And on the expanse of land I immortalize anxiety
Rock cliffs and snorting pines
The wind sent humid weather. Rain, blocked by clouds
And in the dim atmosphere the rubber trees lined up
Prostrate in the same pain. Weight towards
West. Birds come and go in
A definite rhythm. The air seems to be petrified
Prostrate in the same pain. Weight towards
West. Birds come and go in
A definite rhythm. The air seems to be petrified
And life is like a collection of tents built
And torn down. And death flutters at the stake
Flag at a campsite. Missing song
Tossed adventurers between slopes and ravines
1996
And torn down. And death flutters at the stake
Flag at a campsite. Missing song
Tossed adventurers between slopes and ravines
1996