Poetry: Symphony of Green
By Cucuk Espe In nature's realm, where beauty thrives, Humans tread with reckless strides. Ecosystems fragile, pristine and rare, Fall to man's greed, stripped bare. Forests lush, a symphony of green, Now silenced, only echoes remain. Rivers once pure, now tainted by care, As concrete jungles rise, nature despairs. Species vanish, their songs fade, Human progress comes at a grave trade. Earth's intricate web, disrupted and torn, For progress and profit, all else is scorned. Yet hope lingers, a whispering breeze, A chance to mend, t…
Merah Merdeka
Puisi Cucuk Espe Kita masih merah, belum putih Kita masih berdarah-darah, dalam mimpi lirih Hanya merah kesedihan tumpah Tanah Air! Oh, Tanah Air... Inikah merdeka yang terjanjikan itu Di bawah peluru dan derap sepatu Ketika itu angkara adalah biasa Nafsu murka terumbar tanpa jeda. Anak-anak sembunyi dari luka menganga. Tapi, bukankah kita masih merah? Merdeka hanyalah sekedar berani Merdeka hanyalah soal menang kalah Merdeka bukan soal kesadaran diri Akal waras terbungkus kain putih Tersimpan dalam lemari terkunci. ; Jadi merdeka itu apa? Pe…
Earth's Changing Dance of Time,
By Cucuk Espe (Indonesia) Amidst Earth's changing dance of time, Humans play a role, a paradigm. Once in harmony with nature's grace, Now we tread a path of uncertain space. Oceans rise, a silent plea they make, As glaciers weep and slowly break. Forests whisper tales of ancient lore, Yet their cries go unnoticed, ignored. In the warming embrace of the sun, We're challenged to mend what we've undone. A symphony of ecosystems, delicate and rare, Sings a requiem for the world we share. Let us be stewards of this fragile place, Fi…
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