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Subuh Arthamanggala. Verified · @phenomenological ·
3 of the infinity flowers series : Wisteria.

Did u know? Dalam bahasa bunga era Victoria, wisteria itu punya arti utama "I cling to thee" (Aku melekat/berpegang teguh padamu) yang jadi lambang pengabdian, rasa sayang yang mendalam, dan keterikatan yang erat.

A bit of fun fact is : Wisteria punya kebiasaan rahasia yang gemesin banget berdasarkan spesiesnya lho! Wisteria Jepang selalu melilit penopangnya ke arah searah jarum jam. sedangkan Wisteria Cina, justru selalu melilit kearah sebaliknya!
Subuh Arthamanggala. Verified · @phenomenological ·
words could never stop the fire,
an argument of desire,

one in confusion,
and the other in illusion.

shits happen they said,
but we all know who lighten it.


- J, the arguments of illusion.
Subuh Arthamanggala. Verified · @phenomenological ·
the devil's never speaks in another language,
they just refined the gauge.

like a small caliber,
for the sparks of love ember.

and a medium caliber,
for the shortness's breath of the anger.

and the biggest caliber,
for the soul craving hunger.

all of it, just the devil's toy,
we all are decoy.

hurtful yet truth,
the desire never comes with satisfaction.

-J, the devils language.
Subuh Arthamanggala. Verified · @phenomenological ·
oh how happy loves trick us in the state of feelings,
playing with it like a russian roulette.

a warm embrace,
a sweet honeyed smile,

a cold stare,
and a hurtful glare,

love never means to have,
maybe its just a glance that u could see.

love is like a theatre,
full of laughter and tears.

dont just look in one direction,
try to avoid perfection.


-J, lover tricks.
Subuh Arthamanggala. Verified · @phenomenological ·
A muffled frequency beneath the floor,
A syntax fracturing the tongue I wore.

I sift the static, tracking where it leads—
The unspoken grammar of unrendered needs.


It breathes in margins where the ink grows thin,
A quiet architecture carved within.


I turn the key against the rising tide,
To listen to the rooms I keep inside.

-J, the unrendered.
Subuh Arthamanggala. Verified · @phenomenological ·
a clown loves to make a joke,
and the prince never spoke,

his hand wondering across the table,
daydreaming about things that he never fold.

untruthful faith love to play a joke.
and leave all the cards open with no words.

the clown never try to have it,
but deep down he wants to touch it.


- J, a clown that dreams.
Subuh Arthamanggala. Verified · @phenomenological ·
he is a scoop of warm sunlight.
a perfect combination of loud and softness.

he's the perfect paintings,
and the name shall be spoken with joy.

hung in the garden of daisies,
shall the painting last forever there.

may the earth and stars spoke to me with riddles about love,
but he can decode it with me.

may the worries gone with the fallen leaves,
and soft hue that never leave.

- J, a friend that never left.
Subuh Arthamanggala. Verified · @phenomenological ·
the flower buds never bloomed,
the end of season are screwed.

the paintings are still wet,
and the soft hue of sunrise peeking through the curtain.

all of the colors has been drained,
and all of the wilted flowers been replaced.

you closed the blind,
and hide behind those walls.

the name of the paintings never been spoken, nor been realised.

but all of the splatter stained,
leaving a trail of regrets of the painter.

- J, unspoken paintings.
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