TERJEMAHAN PUISI: MELAYU - INGGERIS

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JUST A GUEST?do we realizewhose wound were traded?we the vehicle of timein between bitterness of lifeit shacklesat the glint of argument tearswelcoming the answeramong those stretched words we were hiddencould it be true at the entire corners of your homeI am just a guest?day of sarcasm it does arrivewhen memory pouncesbetween have and have not of youwhile me among suffering and darknesswho loses in the end?


Jaymani

a knife is a knifewhen someone cutsor somebody was cutwe simply describedbeing cut as being hurtthose trickling blood as evidencebut please don't you bluntly believe itbleeding cut isn't necessarily the most painfulain't easy to decidebetween the ...

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a knife is a knife
when someone cuts
or somebody was cut

we simply described
being cut as being hurt
those trickling blood as evidence

but please don't you bluntly believe it
bleeding cut isn't necessarily the most painful

ain't easy to decide
between the knife in hand
and that bleeding body
who is the actual victim of cruelty

difficult to identify faults
difficult too while seeking justice
let alone to uphold truth

Puisi Pilihan : Pisau
Oleh SN Zurinah Hassan

a knife is a knifewhen someone cutsor somebody was cutwe simply describedbeing cut as being hurtthose trickling blood as evidencebut please don't you bluntly believe itbleeding cut isn't necessarily the most painfulain't easy to decidebetween the ...

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I DELETED A LIST OF NAMES

avoiding being indebted to anything 

including desires of missing and revenge

 so I deleted a list of names


pushing a line of loneliness to the end of the horizon 

while reading note after note 

that refused to be erased even by the rain


choices with not a slight regret

 for decisions started out of purity

 deep in the heart and soul 


So I deleted a list of names

once laced with respect and sweetness 

now honoring me some thorns, poison, and dagger 


 And I never shed tears 

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