I Took Back My Vote for You
Introduction: This is my first poem I dared to share in 3 Facebook groups that I joined. I added an introduction to it.
I don't know if what I wrote can be called a poetry. I have just been learning to write ones, to express what are in my mind but I still get difficulties to rhyme. I have to collect my courage to post it here, though, among great poetry from great poets:
I took back my vote for you and all who are like you
Although my imaginary ballot paper was not counted
As I am not a citizen of your country
I thought you were exceptional
As hilariously as your outstanding speeches
But I was as naive as a lot of people around the world
Who falsely thought you would bring the wind of change
Building a structure of world
Stuffed with honesty, transparency, and proficiency
To be an inspiring society
To give an example to the third world countries
Of how if basic human rights and justice are done
Just as your talented diplomats planted in your embassies boast
Not guns and misused fund anymore that will speak
Only remedied image, trust and solidarity
To change an utopia to become a dream and then a reality:
a peaceful and civilized world
No hatred, no prejudice hidden as lava in the dormant volcano
No violence, no stupid wars for whatever the reasons are
But what you have been doing now is beyond my comprehension
You are playing an old annoying game you used to play
This time is with a pretty cool name but a dirty taste
You accuse with a fake legal A to those who only do B
To start a war or to plot a persistence chase
To a whistle blower
If you think you did a right thing why should you hide
If you think you did something wrong why should you blame
Trying to play in the safest place?
Trying to break the mirror showing your own reflection?
I am not good to say bad things about others so openly
As that was how I was raised
But allow me this time to say
In my eyes now, you and all who are like you are liars
Written in Magelang, Tuesday July 2,2013
Poet's Notes about The Poem
I don't know if what I wrote can be called a poetry. I have just been learning to write ones, to express what are in my mind but I still get difficulties to rhyme. But Mr Sharique Jamal encouraged me by saying 'Just write what comes to you naturally, in a free flowing way, using simple words' I am collecting my courage to post it here, among great poetry from great poets.
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Robin Bliss From one poet to another yes its poetry, and good.
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Jeremy Taylor Follow your heart and express your soul! you get the hang of it!
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Robin Bliss So true.
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Jeremy Taylor I just started writing expressing my thoughts and learned as i continued writing.
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Jeremy Taylor Very well Written great work Nur!
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Robin Bliss Thats the best way, it must be from the heart.
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Nur Meiyati @ Mr Robin Bliss and Mr Jeremy Taylor: thank you very much for your encouragement. My wish and my dream is I can use my voice to pronounce what have been my deep concern about what happen around the world (ignorance, intolerance, etc) and to stimulate people around me to think about it. Only I never knew before that there are great poet group like this one that gives me an opportunity to learn poetry. II must say thanks to internet too.
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Jeremy Taylor Nur you are most welcome
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Robin Bliss My pleasure.
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Yarima Karama What! you don't know if this can be called poetry? Nur Meiyati not only is it poetry but it's quite brilliant poetry in its context. Please do more, it's great! ! !
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Nur Meiyati @ Mr Yarima Karama: thank you very much. It's my honour to receive a compliment from a great poet like you.
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Yarima Karama You're very welcome. It's a compliment you have rightly earned just by being one of my sisters and a part of the Universes creation!
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Kar A Ghoun Khan A very well taken point, strongly worded.
In their hands, dreams become the weapon of choice against reality.
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Chao Xiong I would consider what you wrote as poetry.Even while you're inproving on your English vocabulary, you still have a talent for writing.It was nice of you to share your poem with us.
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Peter Forster Good stuff Nur Meiyati
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Nur Meiyati Thank you, Mr Forster. An encouragement from a real poet is meaningful for me.
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Peter Forster you are too kind Nur Meiyati you have poetry in your soul
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Carol Bird Very deep indeed, you express yourself very well, you are a poet
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Nur Meiyati @ Ms Carol Bird: thank you very much for your nice words and encouragement. My dream is I can use my my language to voice what becomes my deep concern. And thank you for the opportunity I get from this group to learn poetry.
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Carol Bird Our treat as well
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Anabela Loureiro It is deep within... I believe we all have a gift of expression whether it's in rhyme or not. I began writing after my depression and I believe my reason for believing in the real me has set me free. My pen has given me the light I need to live with dignity, nobility and honesty. My soul is my dictator and I write what I need, to find my peace and purpose. Listen to your soul and free its voice... Many blessings.
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Nur Meiyati @ Ms Anabela Loureiro: thank you very much. I will keep it in my mind.
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