Chairil Anwar Poems

If my time should come
I'd like no one to entice me
Not even you
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If you like I'll take you back
With all my heart.

I'm still alone.
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We share the same path, late at night
with the fog, penetrating
and the rain, drenching our bodies.
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No, woman! What lives in me
still easily evades your fevered and dark embrace,
intent on finding the greenness of another sea,
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To dictate is not my intent,
Fate is separate loneliness-es.
I choose you from among the rest, but
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Pines scatter in the distance,
as day becomes night,
branches slap weakly at the window,
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I shouted at Him
Until He came
We met face to face.
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When my time comes
No one's going to cry for me,
And you won't, either
The hell with all those tears!
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This time no one's lookng for love
down between the sheds, the old houses, among the twittering
masts and rigging. A boat, a prau that will never sail again
puffs and snorts, thinking there's something it can catch
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