I am : XI (Arya)

Bogor, Indonesia
Ujungberung.rebels@yahoo.com

Short bio:
Arya is an occultist and amateur writer also known as I am: XI.
He mainly focuses on poetry and ancient religions.
You can interact with him on reinself.wordpress.com.

Home-blog:
Reinself.wordpress.com
 Nexion

I am the empty space

while you're sleeping
I am the carrion flower
that believe in waiting

In a thousand languages

but I am not the answer

like one thing leads to another
and I am not an angel
that bury all your secret in every kiss
 Shivering Voice

The rain come towards me

as they comfort me before
from the corner of never
here I sat alone in delusion

...and ask myself: am I ready?

even though my voice is choked with love
and my skin was salty from my tears
reaching out with one eye closed

This is where I choose to tread

gathering the storm with a pale smile
like every hope I've ever had
to bring the last beautiful dawn
 The Weight of Night

The blue ocean is no longer exist

nothing but an shadow
lure me into her arms
and bless unto me ghastly memory

but it's so real, so peaceful, the absence

real like her tides untouched by the scythe
from which it come and faded away
wanting me to be forgotten

But the patient stars told me

there's a longing voice in my scars
beyond the vestiges of sanity
that leads to a better dreams

is my own voice-reflection
that dwell in the things unspoken
who rise from the past creation
waiting for me, near the shores