Posted on November 29, 2007 by Zakariya Amataya
Butterfly by Taro 416
No butterfly at stairway to underground
There are footprints
Footprints
walk down to
the forbidden path.
There are no light
and no lamp
so there are no butterfly too
at stairway to underground
Lonely footstep
echo …echo
Step by step
I found myself.
Zakariya Amataya
November 29, 2007
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Posted on November 29, 2007 by Zakariya Amataya
Poem collage brown blue by Pollyannroberts
The Factory of Dream
I quest for the poetry
From heaven to earth
Flower with no fragrance
Gun with no bullet
Stick with no fire
Bird with no wings
Factory of dream
Black smoke chimney.
Tower of imagination
Gray clouded sky
Call of Dervish
Wind in the meadow
Dead yellow butterfly
Restless [...]
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Posted on November 28, 2007 by Zakariya Amataya
Head for the kingdom of poetry
When the stars say goodbye
to the sky,
I see birds flap their wings
and fly.
Some stand by
on a telegraph pole.
My daybreak is early
when the sky seems unclear, full of fog…
I start the day with a cup of black coffee,
Two slices of bread [...]
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Posted on November 27, 2007 by Zakariya Amataya
Artwork by Indy box
Beyond darkness and salvation this poem performed on April 2006 at British Council,Bangkok with Francesca Beard a british poet who known as a queen performance. and also publised on Matichon [Newspaper]
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Posted on November 26, 2007 by Zakariya Amataya