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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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.