Catharsis

I miss being child,

Where I can lie down at my Dad’s arms,
Where I complain to my Mom,
When I thought human are the same, they’re all good in any ways..
When all I thought that a single sorry could erase the whole mistakes,
Yet a truly apology doesn’t solve sometimes,
I miss being child when I could say everything to my Dad and he said that everything’s gonna be alright,
I miss being child when people are nice to me,
I miss being child when nobody’s gonna wrong your genuine words,
I miss being child when I couldn’t think others bad side,
I miss being child, the only time where I allowed to cry over my toys when someone stole it from me,
I miss being child when I felt safe no matter what,
I miss being child when I can freely share my story to my friends, where they’re really care, yet I barely can’t see who’s right now..
I miss being child, I felt so warm, secure..

And for the unusual not-logical reason,
I feel very, deeply, really insecure..

jam pasir

Bilakah nanti dipertemukan jalan yang sama,
ironisme hanya pengalaman yang mendalamkan,
legamu mendamaikan asa yang aku kembangkan pekat-pekat,
seerat udara dan mengais iris suara yang tercekat,
dan kebetulan,
kebetulan yang salah menjawab tempat di mana ia seharusnya berada....


Februari, 2012

waving of temptation

....Time stops for no one,
It moves on unaware....
                      (Very Last Moment In  Time - L.Lo)


benang itu emosi dan bayangan,
melepas paku pagar logika yang rapi terpasang
menjemukan, menyapu bersih memori berjalan,
mengaburkan batas hati dan kemauan,
membangunkan nurani yang tertulikan waktu,
menampar yang terlihat,
haruskah mengingat Ya Tuhan....
karena hanya dengan melewatkan cerita maka buih-buih kesengajaan menguap di udara.


Januari, 2012