Poems by Ahmadun Yosi Herfanda





for centuries i get lost

trapped inside my own substance

i flounder like a bat

in vain searching for your sun

thousands of worms

cry of hunger in me


rise up, o chrysalis of the soul

open your wings and fly toward me

your voice shivers in the chamber

of the heart alluring my worm

to fly into your fire yet still he sulks

bringing me into empty chambers

“if you want god, seek me,” he says

i dwell within yourself


he paints my brain with his light

my heart with his loving touch

my lips with his rosy smile

my hands with his wisdom

be quiet now, my chrysalis

do not roar searching for me


Copyright ©2002 Ahmadun Yosi Herfanda


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By Ahmadun Yosi Herfanda


out of love does god place

two angels upon your shoulders

— these are your caretakers

he says, their wings

can take you upward flying to the heaven

whilst stepping on the earth again


you need not fear

the angels are not the police or security

officer, free from envelope and bribery

scornful of bootlicking or being bootlicked

the angels are free from your evil drives


out of love does god place

two angels upon your shoulders

because of love god is closer

than your vein


Copyright ©2002 Ahmadun Yosi Herfanda





By Ahmadun Yosi Herfanda


On a slab of stone

Eva, a piece of rib, prayed:

Oh, my God, back me

to Adam’s chest ancient!


Thousand of years She wandered

to seek love from a drop of dew

and Khuldi fruit that fell

into the world crack.

She wanted to end her negation

of beginning, an event that opened

the injury. In Arafah field–

where She have found the first

meeting trail–their love has been

stolen by meat and idol worshipper.


On a slab of stone

Eva’s love also fell out

in brittle praying.


Copyright ©2002 Ahmadun Yosi Herfanda




By Ahmadun Yosi Herfanda


Two spiders who live in my eyes

wound around their web in my body


“I’ve snared his hands,” said

the spider in my right eye

“I’ve snared his feet,” said

the spider in my left eye

“You must snare his neck!”

“You must snare his mouth!”

“You must snare his mind!”

“You must snare his feeling!”

“We must snare all of his body and soul!”


So, like a powerless fly,

I was hanging on spider web

And, like a hungry cat’s eyes,

the spiders observed me intently

to end my life


And the God in my imagination

watching me only, laughing!


Copyright ©2002 Ahmadun Yosi Herfanda

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