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Uraian Lengkap 8 Puisi dalam Bahasa Inggris Pilihan

Cara mudah belajar bahasa Inggris – Puisi dalam bahasa Inggris adalah sebuah hal penting yang sudah seharusnya dipelajari dengan baik. Melalui sebuah puisi, Anda mampu menghadirkan ekspresi jiwa mulai dari sedih, gembira, atau ekpresi sebuah rasa jatuh cinta yang membingungkan. Kendati demikian, terkadang membuat sebuah puisi terutama dalam bahasa Inggris tidaklah semudah yang anda bayangkan. Anda bukan hanya mengekspresikan pikiran ke dalam kata-kata, namun juga harus membentuknya secara indah sehingga tampil begitu menarik. Sebagai contoh, pada akhir bagian dari sebuah baris puisi, terdapat bagian-bagian yang mempunyai bunyi sama. Itu merupakan kesulitan sendiri bagi sei pembuat puisi. 

 

Secara ideal, seorang guru dan konsultan bahasa Inggris bernama Achmad Yudi  Wahyudin memberikan referensi puisi terbaiknya bagi Anda semua. Ini merupakan kompilasi puisi yang ia buat pada tahun 2011 untuk memenuhi tugas-tugas dalam mata kuliah poetry. Sebelum menampilkan karya yang ada, berikut kami hadirkan biografi singkat mengenai beliau. 

Biography of Achmad Yudi  Wahyudin

 

The writer was born on March 23rd , 1990 in Bandar Lampung. He is the second child of four.

 

When he was five, he attended Sari Teladan Kindergarten, then on the next year he enrolled an elementary school (SDN 1 Beringin Raya) in 1996. After he had finished his elementary school for six years, he was accepted to study at SMPN 2 Bandar Lampung in 2002, the best junior high school in Lampung Province at the time. In 2005, he failed to enter his favourite school, SMAN 2 Bandar Lampung, and decided to continue his study at SMAN 3 Bandar Lampung. In this school, he succeed to develop his skills in music. He was chosen to be a best keyboardist player of SMAN 3 Bandar Lampung in 2007. He had ever joined an ensemble music orchestra, and done some performances at the time.

 

After he had succeeded to pass the National Examination in 2008, he decided to  continue his study in School of Education and Pedagogy of University of Lampung. When he was studying in English Education study Program, he wrote several poems which is inspired by some famous poets like Robert Frost, Emily Dickinson and Langston Hughes. His biggest work is The Lowly Proletarian which is derived from The Novel of Wanita Penunggang Harimau. A thousands of gratitudes is dedicated by him to Dra. Rosita S. P., M. A. an expert in Literature who has forged the writer’s skill in creating poems.

 

 

Kompilasi Puisi dalam Bahasa Inggris karya Achmad Yudi Wahyudin, yang diciptakan pada tahun 2011 bisa Anda lihat berikut ini. 

The Pain of Japan

Whose heart not shake on the land of Fuji

You’ll stop to walk as if you dare to see

People cry and wonder how it could be

To watch the towns were swept over by sea

 

The sounds of loud emerge on downtown day

To warn occupants stay out from the bay

They can neither loudly whisper nor say

Only stand up there to hope wish and pray

 

The room they stay is not wide but narrow

a tremor comes and tremble them in row

still heart never cry for help to borrow

Hardly wait for the end of this sorrow

Empty Dump

 

The wind always comes near and leaves

The waves sweeps the coral and reefs

In a beach I look at the sky

But the clouds never touch the cliffs

 

The trees around it are so shady

All seagulls snatch the fishes so greedy

I’m so limp to walk over this

A deep sadness wracks my steady

 

And so dolefull its dolefullness

Will be more dolefull and be less-

The heavy flow unstopped rain

With no loves for downheartedness

 

The sunshine fades, the dusk has come

Since the waves  always break the lump

The deep lost makes this heart no use

It seems so like an empty dump

 

I heard a nice song –when I slept

 

I heard a nice song―when I slept―

The beat of a harmony

Was like harmonical in dept―

And free from agony

 

The air around―was felt so cool―

Between the floor―and throne

Drape and blanket was made from wool―

The most pain was thrown

 

I kept my rhythm in the flow

How blissful of me be―

Like the wind never stop to blow

I felt a joy in me―

 

There was a nice song and I heard―

Beside the Wall―and me―

Three birds sung happily in herd

But I’m sleepy to see―

 

The principle derived from his life

 

The principle derived from his life –

tough – and hearty –

immensely sharp like a knife –

with symphaty –

 

modest – full of mediocrity –

he stooped – and pace –

enclose the versatility –

keep at the base

 

A life with hopes and wishes –

no ambition –

he keeps his venture in toughness –

for his vision –

 

 

A Man to His Woman

 

There is story in your eyes

I can see the hurt behind your smile

For every time I recognize

You always turn your face

And keep in silence

So, let me be the one who know your best

Be the one who carry you

When you can walk no further

Tell me once again

What beneath the pain you feel

Please don’t abandon me

Or think you can’t be saved

I walk beside you

Whereever you are

Whatever it takes

No matter how far

Through all the day that may come

And all that may go

Here, I tell you

That I always walk beside you

My Dad’s Stories

 

My dad has an inspiring stories

My dad has an unforgetable stories

Sunday Morning on the terrace

My dad sits down and gets his coffee

And tells me stories

 

Little child

Working in the hot sun

And little child

Walking on the long street

And little child

Delivering a heap of newspaper door to door

Take himself hardly

In every steps of his foots

Take himself hardly

Under the hot sun that brighter and brighter

My dad’s stories

And the brown-faced child, listening

Realizes that my dad’s stories are true stories

He realizes that my dad’s stories are never lie

Out of any script at all

But that the stories come

Right now in front of his face

 

The brown-faced child is silent

In a Sunday Morning

Listening to My Dad’s Stories 

 

Falling in Love

Love is such kind of disaster,

It can make you insane,

scramble for no reason

 

symptoms of falling in love

are giving without asking

endless sacrifice;

 

are craving  and immolation―

bleeding for a touch,

struggling for a kiss.

 

For only a single tryst

In a secret place

To fulfill an unshaken desire

 

But don’t go into so far !

Could you bear such responsibility

and be conscientious?

The Lowly Proletarian

 

That is the lowly proletarian head

hung on the wall as if she were alive,

That piece of such body, now, My fellow’s hands

Drew a full-bleed-sword, and there she stands.

Will’t please you stand and look at her? I said

that’s “My superiority” , for never understand

a low man like you that execution,

The foolishness of her earnest manner,

But to myself they turned (since none dare

to see The punishment I have drawn for you)

And seemed as they would ask me, if they durst,

How such a glance came there; so not the first

Are you  to turn and ask thus. My queen, ’twas not

Her face doesn’t seem to show regret, called the spot

Of joy into the girl’s smile; perhaps

my headsman failed to say, “Her collar

Over the girl’s neck too much,” or “Hanging

Must never hope to reproduce the faint

Half – flush that dies along her throat,” Such stuff

Was courtesy, she thought, and cause enough

For calling up that spot of joy. She brought

to me – how shall I say? – such as a disgrace,

a lowly proletarian like her; she didn’t realize

with whom she stood, and how high did she step.

Sir, you knew! My son has fallen on her chest,

The only one of my little bright jewel,

A tangled weed with some officious fool

Broke in the shack for her, the white pale face

She rode with my highborn son – all and each

 

Would draw from her alike the fully embarrassment,

Or her touch, at least. I have warned,  but she declined

Somehow – I know not how – as if she ranked

My pride of a seven descendants old name

With same anybody’s level. Who’d stoop to blame

This sort of trifling? Even had you pure

In deeds –  which I have not – to make your will

Quite clear to such a body, and say “awfully cruel

Or that in you disgusts me; here you miss,

Or there got beyond hers ” -and if she knew

Herself and did an opposite manner

her idiocy would, forsooth, be excused-

But she went so far; and I surely choose

Never to forgive. Oh sir, she smiled, no doubt,

When’er I looked her; she always passed with my

son’s hand in her clench. This grew; I gave commands;

Then her smiles stopped at once. There her head

hung as if alive. Will ‘t please you rise your head?

and never give such mourning. I repeat

The belly of my white great Begugha

Is more important than you just stand there

I prepare for highest dowry of mine;

Though your fair daughter’s self, as I avowed

At starting, is my object. Nay, we’ll go

through my palace to my hall, sir. you know

Kekuk Suik is such a man of rarity,

Which another king will be kneeling at me!

 

 

Terima kasih kepada Achmad Yudi Wahyudin yang telah mengirimkan puisi dalam bahasa Inggris di atas. Semoga menginspirasi Anda. 

 

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