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You are Dr. Doom

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Blessed with smarts and power but burdened by vanity.

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The Defeat

Dear my defeat, my silence and my solitude
You are more precious to me than a thousand victories
unlike the earth, you cheer my heart.

Dear my defeat, who understand and against me at the same time
Through you I know Iam young and swift
Untrapped by the destructive victory.

Dear my defeat, the song of eternal wandering
In you I find my loneliness
How happy I am to be exiled and loathed.

Dear my defeat, my shiny sword and glittering shield
In your eyes, I tranquiled by insights
adored is being enslaved, understood is being despised.

Dear my defeat, the tree where hopes sheltered
Entrusted is not more than being matured
Like a fruit, ripes, rots, and falls.

Dear my defeat, the greatest partner of life
You hear my cry, my song, and my numbness
noone but you talk about flapping wing, sea roar, burnt mountains at dawn.

Dear my defeat, the invincible courage
You and I will laugh along with the storm
we dig a grave for everything thas has died in us.

Dear my defeat, climber of my steep stony soul
We stand on our own beneath the sun
We are endangered.

by : Harrier
to : Christacia Melinda Winandar and Harrier Christian

The Real Haril

God

In the past, when the first words trembled my lips, I climbed the holy mountain and to God I asked, "Lord, I'm your humble servant. Your concealed will is laws to me and I will obey you forever."
But God did not answer, and something which looked like big problem passed away.

One thousand years later, I climbed the holy mountain and to God I asked again," Oh Masterplan, I am one of Your plan. from a bunch of soil You formed me and I am fully Yours."
But God did not reply, but something which looked like thousands wings passed away.

And after one thousand year, I climbed the holy mountain and I said to God, "God, I'm your son. With your love and affection you state my birth, through love and praise I inherit Your kingdom."
But God did not react, and something like fog mantled the mountains and passed away.
And thousand year later, I climbed the holy mountain and I asked God for times, "My God, my purpose and satisfaction; I am Your past and You are my future. I am Your root in the earth and You are my flower in the heaven, and together we grow to the eloquent sun.
Then God bent to men and whispered sweet words to my ear; and like a sea embrace the river that flow to it, He hugged me.
And when I walk down to valleys and plain, God is also there.

My Friend

My friend, I aint what I look like.
appearance is no more than clothes I wore
Fine silk that chrisalizing
From swarm of accisation and questions

"I" inside of me, my friend.
dwell in the house of silence
I will live there for eternity
unseen, untouched, unapproached

Absurd for me to make you believe what I said because my words are only shout of your mind and my notions are only realization of your dreams
When you said,"wind blows to the east", I said,"yes, wind indeed blow to the east"; because I couldn't make you understand that my though doesn't reside in wind, but on the surface of the sea.

If the day approaches you, my friend, then The night comes me. but then I speak about the daylight who dance in the back of the mountains and about the purple shadows who stole path to the valley; because you can't hear my song of darkness or my flappping wings that smash the stars- and I've been get used to get you, neither heaing nor seeing. I will be alone, befriend with the dawn.
When I'm lifted to your heaven, I slip to my hell- and then you as me to cross the laguna without bridge, "my friend, my buddy", and I will keep shout back at you,"my friend, my buddy", because no way I will show you my hell. blazing fire that will burn your eye sight and smokes that will suffocate your lung. And I love my sell so much and wish you to pay a little visit.
I will dwell in my hell...alone.
You love the truth, beauty, and wisdom; and for you, I would say,"Its good to love those virtues." but in my heart, I grinned to your love. But I can't let you see me laughing.
I will laugh... alone.
My friend, you are good, cautious, and wise; yes, you are perfect- while me, just like you, talk to you wisely and cautious. The truth is I am crazy. But I masked mymadness.
I will go insane...alone.
My friend, you are not my friend, but how can I make you understand? My path is not yours, but we will walk together, hand in hand.