In a place inside your heart
We are in a dialogue
When I said,
"I need you"
You looked confused
As if believing the opposite
When you said,
"You are a hypocrite"
I said, "I'm not"
Then you said, "you are a liar"
I said, "I'm not"
Suddenly I stopped
Cold sweat all over my face,
And the world became vacant of my attention.
I am afraid.
How can I be sure,
That there is such a place inside your heart.
In which we are in a dialogue,
In which dialogue I rejected all your allegations?
Then, I find calmness
I am sure
By the gesture everyday you always make
You'll never converse of what I am alleged,
And I am safe.
StormingBrain
Secretion from ones brain, resulting in surreal, abstract, and confusing ideas
Senin, 12 Januari 2015
Minggu, 11 Januari 2015
Deep Blue Condolences
On dry land
Your cold body is awaited
With fragile heart,
And soul trying to stand still
Your address is a mystery
Lying in the deep blue sea
They forgot how it used to be
With you together, celebrating in New Year’s Eve
The news came too fast
And they are not ready
The flashing lights and recorders
Exploit
Are you still around,
Lingering in same space and time?
Have you moved on?
For us it's hard to carry on
Their warmth won't bring you back
Their tears won't satiate your thirst
And their feelings won't connect to you
But in their heart and memory,
Your self will live on.
Selasa, 30 Desember 2014
Nasib
Seorang mahasiswa katanya gelisah dan tertindas.
Suatu malam ia bernyanyi, berjalan dan melamun.
Dia terlindas.
Suatu malam ia bernyanyi, berjalan dan melamun.
Dia terlindas.
Minggu, 14 Desember 2014
Campur aduk
Lagi berpikir untuk membuat puisi
Tapi banyak hal yang ada dalam kepala
sampai-sampai berpikir hampir tidak bisa.
Belum lagi tugas akhir tahun
Mereka semua membuat hari-hari tidak tenang
Bersyukurlah mereka yang punya kepintaran di atas rata-rata!
Saat membuat ini, perut saya minta dikasih makan
Kadang-kadang kesal
Kenapa harus punya badan?
atau kenapa badan harus dirawat?
Kulit dibasuh, rambut dicuci, gigi disikat.
Kebanyakan berpikir, akan hal yang tidak perlu
Bisa bikin gila.
Pernah saya hampir berpikir buat bunuh diri karena itu,
Tapi untung
Jiwa pengecut menyelamatkan saya.
Sedang ingin pindah planet.
Mungkin Mars
Karena katanya itu yg paling mirip dengan bumi
Sejauh ini, dan sedekat ini
Banyak sekali yang harus ditanggung di bumi
Dan kita ga bisa memilih berhenti dengan mati
Itu lebih ke melarikan diri
Sudah dulu,
Saya lapar
Perut, si badan, minta makan
Tugas minta dikerjakan,
Dan harusnya saya tidak sesantai ini
Prokrastinasi, mencoba menulis puisi
Tapi banyak hal yang ada dalam kepala
sampai-sampai berpikir hampir tidak bisa.
Belum lagi tugas akhir tahun
Mereka semua membuat hari-hari tidak tenang
Bersyukurlah mereka yang punya kepintaran di atas rata-rata!
Saat membuat ini, perut saya minta dikasih makan
Kadang-kadang kesal
Kenapa harus punya badan?
atau kenapa badan harus dirawat?
Kulit dibasuh, rambut dicuci, gigi disikat.
Kebanyakan berpikir, akan hal yang tidak perlu
Bisa bikin gila.
Pernah saya hampir berpikir buat bunuh diri karena itu,
Tapi untung
Jiwa pengecut menyelamatkan saya.
Sedang ingin pindah planet.
Mungkin Mars
Karena katanya itu yg paling mirip dengan bumi
Sejauh ini, dan sedekat ini
Banyak sekali yang harus ditanggung di bumi
Dan kita ga bisa memilih berhenti dengan mati
Itu lebih ke melarikan diri
Sudah dulu,
Saya lapar
Perut, si badan, minta makan
Tugas minta dikerjakan,
Dan harusnya saya tidak sesantai ini
Prokrastinasi, mencoba menulis puisi
Kamis, 13 November 2014
The Students of Natural Science
The hallway always look dark and grey
Although you may think that it must be sad
When it is shined by sunlight, though
You just want to be a part of it
At that time
I frequently complaint
About the lesson that I can't understand
The fear of having too long of my hair
The hallway that's always look dark and grey
And my ability to connect and gaining connection
It's so painful now.
Remembering all the voices,
The noises that I won't be able to hear
anymore.
Remembering the taste of it,
Of its lunch (brunch?) break
Remembering how all of those mixed up
And giving no chance of not missing them.
The smile of her,
The friendship of him,
The terrorizing math
The impossible to understand physics
The always piece of cake English
and the always chained me as a part of it.
Now I'm here writing
Making back of what I've left behind
Realizing,
What was the imperfect,
Is the most perfect thing that I could have.
So long,
Adieu.
Although you may think that it must be sad
When it is shined by sunlight, though
You just want to be a part of it
At that time
I frequently complaint
About the lesson that I can't understand
The fear of having too long of my hair
The hallway that's always look dark and grey
And my ability to connect and gaining connection
It's so painful now.
Remembering all the voices,
The noises that I won't be able to hear
anymore.
Remembering the taste of it,
Of its lunch (brunch?) break
Remembering how all of those mixed up
And giving no chance of not missing them.
The smile of her,
The friendship of him,
The terrorizing math
The impossible to understand physics
The always piece of cake English
and the always chained me as a part of it.
Now I'm here writing
Making back of what I've left behind
Realizing,
What was the imperfect,
Is the most perfect thing that I could have.
So long,
Adieu.
Senin, 10 November 2014
"Fuck Future"
I don't know if I can say it or not,
but recently
I got something that I want to see.
Whether It will happens, or happens not.
but recently
I got something that I want to see.
Whether It will happens, or happens not.
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