Friday, December 5, 2008

Tok...tok...tok


to see that you count on me time and time
is a big achievement in my life time
listen...
that I can never so easily let you down
once I've made a mistake, whatever minor it is,
it is like one-hundred years without rain

I should remind my self again and again,
that you are my inspiration

I hope that all mistakes made in the past
are simply ways to have great story in our life

just show me how to please you
show me how to make you smile, right?

Life Goes On

life is too short
grudges are a waste of perfect happiness
laugh when you can
apologize when you should
and let go of what you can't change
love deeply and forgive quickly
take chances, give everything
and have no regrets
life is too short to be unhappy
you have to take the good with the bad
smile when you're sad
love what you got
and always remember what you had
always forgive but never forget
life goes on

Go the Distance


Many works to do and I must continue the Quest.
the ship is to sail another place.
a place like home where I find true joy and laughter.
I must show my forgiveness due to my err.
the ghost cannever be reality since it is a ghost.
the shadow is visible but is untouchable.
hereinafter we will have the curtain downed.
the stage is no longer playing my role...
learn from your mistakes but never regret people change and things go wrong,
but always remember, that you are different.

Anonymous


Why, O Gish, does thou run about?
The life that thou seekest, thou wilt not find.
When the gods created mankind,
Death they imposed on mankind;
Life they kept in their power.
Thou, O Gish, fill thy belly,
Day and night do thou rejoice,
Daily make a rejoicing!
Day and night a renewal of jollification!
Let thy clothes be clean,
Wash thy head and pour water over thee!
Care for the little one who takes hold of thy hand!
Let the wife rejoice in thy bosom!"

Sumber: Gilgamesh Epic

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Opera Sabun Caleg

Panggung hiburan bergoyang. Lenggak-lenggok penari menggoda minat untuk terpaku. Dalam gemerlap lampu dan cahaya blitz ratusan pasang mata, belum lagi ribuan pasang di balik layar ajaib, terlena oleh pesona yang ditebarkan.

Nuansa glamour senantiasa menyertai. Selalu menghibur abaikan suasana hati. Begitu fasih menata lagak hingga yang terkuak bukannya fakta. Kerlip berlian kendara mewah, langkah sempurna di permadani merah. Senyum terurai mengait hasrat hingga matapun terbius diam.

Begitu warna yang kasat teraba. Ribuan hati ingin memuja. Gaya bahasa yang jauh dari nestapa, memantun syair beriring nada. Tak lain, tak bukan, ialah kemewahan yang sempurna. Di mana tak setiap kita menikmatinya.

Panggung hiburan lagi tergoyang. Kini mengguncang batas cakrawala. Berbekal nama sejuta pena, sang penari merentang sayapnya. Berbekal pesona yang membius warga, ia beringsut lain wacana.

Menghibur berbalut fana demi menepis lara dahaga. Itulah bekal yang terbawa. Gemulai mengumbar senyum, berurai rambut berkibas. Di balik derita melanda tampak ceria. Membuai kita meski nyatanya tak musti sama.

Menghibur adalah menjelma. Bagai sang Kresna yang sedang triwikrama. Menghibur adalah menyulap dari batu menjadi permata.

Kini dikala panggung berbalut fakta, ada ragu kuat terasa. Akankah peran itu ia bawa serta. Karena itulah yang membuatnya dielu-elukan, digunjingkan, dan diperbincangkan. Ah, sudahlah, anak negeri tengah mencari. Sebuah arti dan sekian jawaban. Ketika kefanaan itu menjadi kekal. Anak negeri sedang berhitung hari. Ketika janji besar dipertaruhkan.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Every Me

Every point around the clocks
Noting all signs of every block
Years like have been of longing for

Paint on the walls telling the same
Rainfalls and sun in equeal game
Invincible makes me hopeless
Holding me tight so powerless

Another day plays an old song
There all the birds they used to sing
Inside and out wait for one piece

New day arrives like yesterday
I prompt the watch it seems like that
Notifying when time has done
Going somewhere when real things come

Still I’m to dare ever onward
Into the wild, the fire and the distance
Hoping so strong I dream so long

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

To Whosoever Soul-mate Will Be (anonymous)


From an awkward hello
that turns into a soulful conversation

we talked about our lives
arguing our thoughts
sharing our deepest fear

and then the hearts ask a simple question :
"what does this person mean to me?"
but our hearts never spoken it outloud
(that question) just remained as soliloquy

we're both convinced with this beautiful uncertainty
maybe we've been searching for each other all this time
we walked to follow our dreams
to pursue our Way of Life
yet...
our paths have never crossed
until such remarkable coincidence happened

I'm here not to fulfil the empty space in your heart
you're here not to complete my life
but we're to help each other to embrace this Life
that's why we are willing to make our Vow today
a Vow that will last

From SWW With Love...To Hening yang indah itu :)

Friday, October 17, 2008

Miss Lizzie Saved the Day

Malam itu selepas Maghrib aku baru saja beristirahat. Karena kecapaian pada pagi hingga sore harinya aku ketiduran sebentar. Di luar udara sangat panas membuat tubuhku gerah. Di atas langit berarak mendung yang pekat. Istirahatku yang singkat terganggu oleh desingan bertubi-tubi di sekeliling telingaku. Oh, ternyata nyamuk-nyamuk menari kegirangan mendapat mangsa yang sedang terlena. Aku terusik dan bergeming. Aku terjaga dengan rasa kesal. Baru saja memulai perjalanan nirwana dengan harapan bertemu sang bidadari di alam maya. Tanganku menyambar ke sana-kemari. Bukan nyamuk yang kudapat melainkan rasa pedas dan agak sakit di pipi, dahi, telinga, dan lutut. Aku seperti orang gila karena memukuli badan sendiri.

Tiba-tiba suara nyamuk yang bandel tadi berhenti. Sunyi senyap dan aku merasa heran. Tak biasanya nyamuk cepat kenyang. Apalagi mangsanya berontak. Aku bangun meskipun keadaan sudah aman. Sudah biasanya bila aku terjaga maka saat itulah aku terjaga seterusnya hingga kantuk datang empat hingga enam jam kemudian.

Aku melihat sekeliling kamar, tembok, meja, kursi, almari, keranjang tempat pakaian, lampu neon, radio, komputer, keyboard, printer, telepon seluler, buku, rak piring, gelas dan langit kamar. Ketika giliranku menatap ke lantai aku terpana. Tersenyum dan setengah heran. "Oh, ternyata anda Nona Lizzie. Ternyata anda yang membuat desingan bunyi itu berhenti." Nona Lizzie yang mungil, berkulit kuning agak coklat, dengan sepasang mata yang berkilau terkena cahaya neon, diam tanpa gerak di dekat ujung jari kakiku. Nona Lizzie seperti ketakutan melihatku. Pada mulutnya yang mungil dan lucu ada sesuatu. Nona Lizzie yang imut itu seperti berdegup kencang jantungnya. Ia menahan napas ketika aku mendekat. Ia tak berani apa-apa bahkan terkesan pasrah. Nona Lizzie berserah segalanya untuk aku perlakukan semauku.

"Nona Lizzie, terima kasih ya? Suara nyamuk itu hilang. Sekarang aku tidak diganggunya lagi. Tapi aku telanjur bangun. Sudah sana kamu gantian yang tidur. Pasti kamu juga capek kan bekerja sedari tadi sore?" Aku berdialog dengannya secara hati-hati dan sopan. Nona Lizzie menoleh sebentar sembari menggerakkan kerongkongannya yang indah. Setelah itu dia pergi berlari menuju rumahnya. Aku tersenyum dan senang sekali bertemu dengannya. Nona Lizzie yang cantik dan baik hati. Dalam hatiku aku berkata, "Ah, seandainya aku seorang Angling Darma pasti si Nona itu mengerti pembicaraanku."

The True Thing of You

The true thing about true love is when you have no fear of losing the one whom your love give to. It is crystal different from the love you bring with passion of possession. True love will not leave you even when your existence meets the worst history. It becomes an inner power, which lies within your heart everafter.

The one who asks you for a true love asks no more than your attention, care, and nick of time to think about. Sharing each other with no prejudice and hidden desire. Only sacrifice of minutes of hours of your years of life in this world.

It is very difficult to show how true our love is when the relationship is between a boy and a girl. Things get complicated once our possessiveness plays role, no matter inferior it does.

Can we be through our story, sweetheart? When I feel very sure that I can do that, you must also be able to say so. Can we break the myth that thinks that there cannever be a true love in the relationship between boys and girls? Will we give up on such shallow thinking?

Up to the present, actually I am still scared that you someday will judge me as being possessive. However, please believe me from and to the heart, I am not kind of that guy. You are to good to be possessed, you are to perfect to be hurt. I need you to be with me as long as possible as my best friend, to be the queen of my hart, as my sister, my advisor, and my guardian angel.

Honey, you are so beautiful, both your heart and your look. If I only I could, I am ready to sacrifice my all to you. But, I think it is inhumane and overacting. I prefer being normal who lives in ordinary world.

I am lucky to have you. In fact, there is still someone who walks, acts, talks, and does naturally in the world of so called modernization (huh! dunia makin kacau ya?). You have brought back the blue mountain, the singing birds, the sunrise, the droplets on green leaves.

You have lighted up my life with your shine....then live forever, everlasting like the sun.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Sorry, I must go


Seeing flowers in the garden
But no more today
As they fade like drilled peanuts.

Smelling fragrance of tasteful manner
But that was yesterday
As they wished me to stay away

Walking on a carpet of castle-gold
But my body laid down stricking
As it is untouchable

I will see a flower behind the hill
I will smell precious fragrance down the valley
I will hug everything I can touch

Eventhough it is not the best of all
But it is the greatest achievement of all

A small world of my own and only
Where I can tip-off reality
Non of I have got in time
Which do nothing but piss me off!

I've traveled so far, I've been tired
It's time to go home, to place where I belong

The Final Moment

I walked across the wind and looked at that crowds. So calmly. Life will never be enough just being treated alone. Man must collide and share, and that's what I meant that day. I would celebrate my presence in joy and happiness. In a colorful world that I had been waiting for such a long time. I was very sure of that, I would gonna make it!

God's diven men chance not for once. If failing in the first, wish to get it in the second or third. In fact I did fail again, and again, and again. In the crowds I did see an interesting game, a charming chats and smiles. So much hope inside me to join. To grab the most exciting dreams ever. So much more I felt strongly confident I would be the one to show off. But the real thing didn't tell me so. Still I played my own game.

In the middle of massive ovation I was completely alone, there's nobody there. If I might do, should I cry this on? I oughta know it. I loved this crowds into deep. It didn't do me, too. I was so unfortunate fool. I just hoped it never be the same again. I had been tearing myself down so many, many times.

I was often powerless against this common blast. I was really not in my strong arms. The noise still did not quite understand.

As I have been arranging for. As I have been waiting for. As I told before. Quite enough tough the game is. Pretty nasty the players are. I know it. Everything has got its own place and time. I, myself, who never got the right times and place. At least, in the moment.

I have cared about things that does not care about. It's my fault. But it's my will. For happiness everafter. For an everlasting hope. For everything. Though I've gotta lose another.

I must creep these paths surely. I've got to have much bigger guts. I must be strong. I've got the best exams so far. So I must have then the oddest crazy little thing. I know it's just a game, a game that will have a final whistle, when stadium will be empty as grave yard, when stage is covered by falling curtain. It's just the game, which soon or late will be over.

Friday, September 19, 2008

Dreamer

That all given are fantasy
Coz hints hide behind reality
Crime and novelty are mystery
Make your life in agony

Dream is another way
To waste your life away
You feel no song that you can play
Unconscious though time is day

Song Of Destruction

Look for the grip to help the walk
Barren feet get torn and sctracthed
There lies summit about to climb
Miles away for the debt paid

Eyes too blind to see around
Pain to grow as sime goes by
Aches in everywhere
Feel like just flesh and bone


Long for the sweet caress
To spread joys on hey days
Long for the lively cheers
To shelter from the evil storms

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Permintaan

Hari-hari sekarang terasa berat untuk melangkah. Bukan karena sedang puasa, tapi karena memang sedang tak bertenaga. Aku ingin keadaan ini segera berlalu karena lelah menjalaninya. Tak mungkin lah aku berlari, sedangkan berdiri saja begitu susah. Maka ku pilih diam. Berdiam di ruang sunyi tak bercelah.

Hari-hari sekarang pernah kualami di masa yang lalu. Namun bila dulu aku berontak berlari, kini tak kuasa lagi. Hanya diam dan berserah. Ku tak sanggup berontak dan berlari.

Jika ada suluh di antara kegelapan, maka akan kusambut dengan suka cita. Jika suluh itu hendak padam, maka akan kulindungi dengan serta merta. Hanya itu yang tersisa dari ku. Bahkan darah pun rela ku tumpahkan. Karena hanya itu yang aku punya.

Monday, September 15, 2008

Waiting For Glory Days

I'm looking for those days
When grasses and stones were marching on
Birds and insects to sing their praise
To me it always be

Fell like depart from real thing
To neverland foll of cherishes
In fact, I was dreaming
And wandering I were a king

Big Aim Takes Long

You refuse when the bell tolls
You disbelieve in anything
Like a house with spider webs
That is the pose of complicated mind

Don't take further if that is hurt
Don't place your faith when hesitate
All belongings are not possessions
If one cannot drive the passion

Hear the voice, the voice remains
While the silence colors your days
Beware of thoughts of the wisdoms
For all the pictures will slowly fade

A buck of flowers like bottles of wine
Both capable of get you drunk
Once this signal begins to break
There won't be place for to morrow

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Holiday

Every side court had its master
Unlike the other day
Hundreds cheers echoed fairly
Never before to be seen so nice

Plenty footprints applied the ground
Another time it looked so smooth

Silence became quite fragile
Like glass-made pot vulnerable
Choirs of the calling shouts
To leave all debts just for a while

The Chant of the Hope

I saw eagle flying free
In the opening of the day
I heard thunder following 
Like crash of supersonic plane

Burried minds after the storm
Sun mounting between the peaks
The orange shadowed the eagle
Crafting a picture of the greatest art

Shall the eagle fly higher?
Will this be longer as being dreamed?
All answers up to the rolling wheel
Across the harmony of the wild nature

Fearless

Though torny road hurts feet so deep
Turning skins into bleeding creeps
Breaking toes into branches
There lies a host of hidden hints

Should a crossbow expand it darts
Piercing flesh and through the bone
Bruising muscles making you crawl
There comes a bulk of strong desire

Stand stilll and standing strong
Speak up your mind though words speechless
It never be forever storm
Like never be endless happiness

Two Candles

I see spotlight in a solitary room
Room where most spaces invisible
Two lights carry on against the wind
Hand-in-hand as far they can

I grab the door raise them both
But like hell my legs stumble by the block
As my body collides with hostile floor
Eyes get harder to even see

It is wrong that me the candles need
To protect them fighting the wind
It is me who is in need
To defend me against the blind

Feel The Beat

When drum begins to break
You feel lonely goes how smoothly 
Clapping hands keep you a reality
That love remains over the broken one

When every song releases it rhyme
You do something for emptiness
Tapping gance brings you get wild
Though nick of time be the moment

Let the soul fly through the sky
Let it guide you to heaven
And back to earth and forth again
The true color reveals as did

Call the angles like nobody's alone
As the grass and stone will pray for you
In the middle of solitude
You're the one who cherishes

Little Child

Ran barenaked feet the river bank
He knew no fear around the wild
Beast kept an eye behind the bush
Couple feet nothing but kept the marching


Tiny little child challenged the day
Like somebody ran out his time
As the child had wide open chances
It seemed weird seeing him through

Stone and River

Bell from distance tolled twice after mid-day
For that so long here place to lay
Sun leaving its highest point
Creating slope around the joint

Here's afternoon but felt so cold
Long hot summer but snow still fell
There's big light but dark too bold
The blue up there be prey of hell

Call For Answer

I'm hurt to see you crying
And wounded to know you crawling
I'm hurt to know you dying
And broken to know you dying

You pronounce things I play the things
You deny some things I'm against the things
It's wonderful you throw a smile
It's painful to see you sad

As simply spot of universe
Me doesn't rule to ask for verse
Is truly you think what I'm to?
Will it be you go what I do?

Final Moment

Weakened hands to weak to raise a sword
Just before me here stood a foe
My throat was stucked to praise the cord
Beyond the back they stretched crossbow

It was hard when you're dying
Angel-of-death realeased a threat
Much closer to the edge of standing
While hope nothing but life to spread

I's insisting well yes I am
For mercy that I's powerless
I's telling to all I am
For last time I sensed my flesh

Drowned

If it should go
Then go further
If it should come
Then come closer

Nothing best when bigger rests
Nothing high when higher around
Nothing big when bigger casts
Nothing great when greater drawn

This ultimate seems far to reach
When short fingers can only preach
Under the trees alone prairie
Wonder this tale ever fairy

A restless heart follows the soul
In which all hopes are being kept
A piece of smile in broken bowl
For it's only thing to pay all debt

Like Being Cursed

Burning skins look for healing
Torn them apart so hard so mean
Running to hill brings to acheing
As blood in flesh begins to rinse

From dawn when it covers the eyes
To dusk when shillouette around the air
The coming and going are throw of dice
For nothing is thought as fair

Here comes the stone
Cracking the empty inside the bone
There comes the pain and agony
The further go the harder try

Across all borders crazily wildly
No forgiveness to those which mess
Along some rocks that are truly
As to welcome to wilderness

Time After Time After

Think of any scratch of life
To be high and to be low
What destiny names is weird
For sometimes makes up side and down

Hold things never being real, as let go ones everafter being true
Life like boy with all his toys
Wound and scar the song to sing
Just as joy and laughter would ever seem

Home

Empty street that I'm missing
Defeated by things I'm insisting
Shiny river I used to play
Long time enough I threw away

Chills but peaceful by hilly paths
Felt like centuries to be apart
Beats of leaves swaying the green
Kept me wandering how far I grieved

I'm going home with simple hope
That singing birds provide the dope
I'm going home with simple hope
May hands remain to give me rope

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Rush...rush!

Mana dirimu jiwa angkuh?
Hanya kerikil engkau berjumpa
Apa kabar tulang perkasa?
Sekedar ketukan seujung jari

Usaikah usiamu?
Bukan, bukan neraka sedang kau jumpa
Benar ku sadar engkau dilara
Benar kulihat matamu sembab
Pun demikian…

Jiwa angkuh ternyata lapuk
Berdiang batu karena dingin
Tulang perkasa sekarang ambruk
Tengadah wajah memelas rupa

Mana? Mengapa?
Sirna melayang ke ujung seberang
Hanya karena sekejap coba
Hanya karena seiris luka

Oh jiwa! Oh raga!
Kuasalah atas karang
Laksana sanggup melempar benua

5 in 1

Ketika hitam menjadi Putih
Ketika sakit menjadi bugar

Ketika memukul aku membelai
Ketika ramai terasa sunyi

Ketika duduk namun berlari
Ketika lapar namun puasa

Ketika hujan panas menyengat
Ketika hadir namun tiada

Ketika salah bersimpul benar
Ketika berang mengumbar riang

Careless Breakfast

Kuraba jantung dengan nafasku
Desiran mengalir atas ke bawah
Dan kembali
Ku kecap lidah yang tawar

Dini sang surya rambat Jendela
Belumlah hangat punggung tersapa
Warna-warni menawan hati

Sergah si jantan membayar tenang
Lesung dipalu layar ditepis
Gelak tawa sadarkan lelana
Pijak buana paksi berkicau

Tiada tentram hingga bermantra
Syukur di jiwa, hati dan raga
Kelam adalah fana
Gebyar menyapunya

Angelical 1

Lenggok gemulai di tengah tangga
Lambai mesra dibalut ramah
Kesahajaan yang kurasa

Antar langkah beraturan
Tuju tahta kencana
Anggun dirinya serasi busana
Nirwana merangkak naik

Rayuan ke hati ingin merapat
Menggapai pesona ayun-berayun
Duli tuanku sandarkan indahmu
Hingga ku dulang segar aroma

Morning Spirits

The morning was quite different from other days I found myself stunned by the breez as if there were whistle which let me loose the bound. I felt pleased by the call of new day. There was not any dream created for me last night and I did not have fears when my eyes opened for the first time this morning.

good morning Mr. Sun, good morning Mrs. World.
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