Showing posts with label My Poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My Poem. Show all posts

Friday, February 8, 2013

Di Batu Kali Asa


Di batu kali hitam kelabu
Di simpang ngarai sebuah udik
Sekawan ikan yang hilir mudik
Dalam aliran air yang tembus pandang

Terik mentari makin menghunjam
Dan lapar pun kian merajam

Mengapa tetap hitam dan kelabu
Dengan tegar ia pecah gelombang
Memberi nafas para insani
Bersenda gurau tertawa lepas

Di batu kali hitam kelabu
Setitik asa mengapung di genangan
Sebaris serapah urung tersurat
Mengusik kalbu yang tengah sesat

Friday, September 28, 2012

Daybreak Midday

Encountered by Saturday with wild-eyed wandering
Picking up one in a million stars
To accompany you en route the weekend

The morning was good
The sun was bright
I began the day with washing some clothes
As always

I did my breakfast
When the road started roaring
It was a bit irritating
As the dust of mechanical life
Distracted my vision

So I got myself exiled
From crowds

It is time for mid day pray
People are marching on
With their ceremonial fashions

Still I'm making up my mind
Wonder how some parts still in a rush

Are they racing for the star
I have told you in the morning?
They're not supposed to do
in that way

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Kelambu Hitam Kelabu

Di batu kali hitam kelabu
Di simpang ngarai sebuah udik
Sekawan ikan yang hilir mudik
Dalam aliran yang tembus pandang

Terik makin menghunjam,
dan laparpun kian merajam

Mengapa tetap hitam dan kelam
Memecah gelombang menjadi terbelah
Memberi nafas para insani
Bersenda gurau tertawa lepas

Di batu kali hitam kelabu
Setitik asa mengapung di genangan
Sebaris serapah urung tersurat
Mengusik kalbu yang tengah sesat

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Burnt, but Steel

it's gonna take hundreds of degrees at Fahrenheit readings
to collectively melt a structure made from heterogeneous matters
since iron, lead, copper, aluminum, bronze, gold, and silver
are different in melting points, chemically saying
but it's gonna take only seconds to break them down chaotically
the matters stronger may stand still, the weaker ones shall be taken down
the stronger ones shall be affected to some degrees
as they're basically a structure makers



of pluses and minuses of this colorful bound
they should have been blessed by its beholders
it's never easy to make the right, desired combination
it's, nevertheless, never easy to let it go down




the steel they are called eventually
where the very best efforts should be made to decompose them
as hard as the founders made any of those raw materials into one for generations
a more than head of stone to have it sustainable for lives
even when one generation leaves it behind
it will survive and welcome the other
it will keep the promise eventhough it's behind all lies



(Semarang, February 7th, 2012)

Friday, February 3, 2012

Circle of fire

At the edge of almost every corner, today
cold water have become rare
in every single day human passes
boiling points have become easier to fare

Through decades of the discovery
particularly as the industrialisation begins
the roaring machines keep running out cooling systems
though innovations keep growing

Worms, ants, rats, and their underground fellows
emerge from beneath making crowds on the surface
they get annoyed as the earth is trembling
another crack another hole on another day

The heating electrifies the tools
and the tools dive closer and closer to the fire center
up and below collied noisily in a stressful manner
side to side bang each other in equal decibels

The crowds and the noises
the spoils of earth-born matters are the irony
cause their homes grieve in agony
again, in a stressful manner
when the heat becomes easier to be


(Semarang, February 3rd, 2012)

Friday, January 27, 2012

Awan berarak pagi itu

Photo source: www.citi-data.com

Dari arah Utara melangkah diterpa angin fajar
ketika lambaian dahan memanggil untuk mendekat
semakin mendekat ke cakrawala Selatan
segumpal awan tebal bergulung mengerikan

Inikah pagi yang kuharapkan?
jelasnya, mentari belum jua menyapa
kiranya ia sembunyi di balik gumpalan awan yang lain
ia seperti kedinginan seperti aku yang menggigil karena angin itu

Langkah malas harus ditempuh
atau cakrawala takkan terengkuh
terdorong tiupan yang makin kencang
kakipun bergetar berusaha tegar dan tak gentar


(Semarang, 24 Jan. 2012)

Thursday, January 26, 2012

When it comes January

IIn the West is around the Winter
or after Christmas holidays
in the East some say
it will rain almost everyday
at the beginning of the year
all are hoping for brand new starts
through fires and ices
the whole year that has been past

It is for the sake of the old times
the January song is sung
after having all sweets and sours
the morning sun is greet by great expectations
it is like no other day to come
or to be better
than the first second
of the new year

I, you and everybody make a resolution
for better things
we all enjoy the last night
yet eventually the first one
and it will always be like that one in a year,
not once in a life time

The new day has begun but
will surely leave us memories
in whather they take
when another day begins to welcome us
as the world keeps turning around
and as the clock goes back to the zero start
only hoping the new thing which is surprising
though predetermined and predicted

(Semarang, 24.01.2012)

Friday, October 28, 2011

Pucung Gangsal Prakawis

Seperti ditulis oleh Tiyo Widodo dalam Kompasiana.com

Nagri iki
saweg nandhang cidra ati
kathah durangkara
ngalor-ngidul gara-gara
yen sinawang
kaya ngelak banyu abang

Laku becik
kudune mituwuh apik
nanging sing kalakon
satuhu ora kebathon
kang prasetya
kapilara kapidana
Lembah manah
prayogane nggebyah uyah
panggalih kang edi
kudune mepeti werdi
sing ginawa
lathi alus lan wibawa
Slira manteb
rasa lantip ati landhep
sabarang prakara
ora sirna kanthi mawa
sareh mikir
durjana bakal sumingkir
Titi wanci
mlakune tan ana mati
pratikna ing karep
rumatana nganti jangkep
teteg puguh
kasembatan ing panggayuh
(Pleburan, Semarang, 22 Juli 2011)

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Silence the Noise

In the crowds of hundreds commuters
mind was busy thinking
what for it's being there
where ears  continued going banged
by the shouts of decibels

At the corner of the sidewalks
down the Metro of ambushes
to blow your nerves
still the will couldn't give in the wheels

Justice in the loaded barrels
it's what being applied when you're on the street
as you're on your own
there'll be no one but you
to step aside the bumpy roads

As the crowds went nasty and mean
it's on your feet how the walk be made
just like in your vessels where the blood be flown

(Kucingan Mas Roni, Jl. Hayamwuruk Pleburan, Semarang, 27 Pebruari 2011)

Friday, February 25, 2011

Stone cold River

A river splits the valley
its length is so distant as it may be
up the stream couple miles away
as you walk up there on your naked feet

Through the downstream where bushes lie
and stony road built in between
only a few dares take the risks
where misty field keeps silent still
where ghosts and beasts keep marching on

And the valley remains unchanged
in purity which never be ashamed
and the river endures the name
no one takes chance except who dares

Friday, November 19, 2010

Ku...

Dalam pagi kucemerlang
selimuti dendam yang semalam
di tengah padang yang temaram
ketika serigala menjelang

Dalam pagi kusembunyi
dari derita yang tak terperi
bersaut suara di sana-sini
ketika serigala melarikan diri

Dalam pagi kuberlalu
dari jeratan erat sembilu
dari ingatan yang t'lah lalu
berbagi suka di danau biru

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Pinuwun kawula, Gusti...

Yen sing mbahu reksa
wis wancine triwikrama
yen sing ngemban siti
wis wancine matek aji

Giri malih kaya diyu
banyu malih dadi satru
loro-lorone nyampar kanthi mlaku
kabeh ngamuk marahi tatu

jeneng kita ora liya
amung andedonga
sinambi metani
lambarane kriya

jeneng kita kudu nastiti
sarwa-sarwi sing ngati-ati
saka celatune lati
saka obah lan lakune ati

SWW, 06.11.2010

Dari Wasior ke Mentawai kembali ke Merapi

Sebuah tautan antarnusa
antara gelombang dan birunya samudera
beratap luas dan birunya buana

Saling menjabat berkawan mesra
menjalin mutiara nusantara
titik menyatu bak mutiara

Namun,

Ketika mereka murka
ketika mereka bermuram durja
seolah pedang tertajam di hampar bumi
mengoyak menusuk ke ulu hati

Namun,

Ketika pesona mencapai jeda
berganti hikayat pedih melanda
menghajar tanpa berbelas kasih
tuliskan selaksa kenangan perih

Antara langit dan laut biru
antara hamparan rumput menghijau
tersisip cerita anak manusia
jika terlena pasti 'kan luka

Tribute to Nusantara
All wounds shall ease as time goes by
With love....

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Suatu Hari

Dalam pagi kucemerlang
selimuti dendam yang semalam
di tengah padang yang temaram
ketika serigala menjelang

Dalam pagi kusembunyi
dari derita yang tak terperi
bersaut suara di sana-sini
ketika serigala melarikan diri

Dalam pagi kuberlalu
dari jeratan erat sembilu
dari ingatan yang t'lah lalu
berbagi suka di danau biru

Monday, April 26, 2010

In the Morning

When droplets let your face
to smile at you
opening the new day
around new hopes
idolizing glory days
shall happen again
you dream

When wet grounds after the rain
you walk through on bare feet
nostalgic past keeps alive in memory
be the mirror of
present days

Opening the curtain around your bed room
waving goodbye
all sadly sad nights
in the morning
in the morning

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Monday, March 29, 2010

Under Velvet Rains

As I passed through the bushes that single road
A moving thing crossing
It was a perfect light of the shed of lazy moonlight
Nearby five trees before the midnight
As I walked in the darkest path


Against dozens of tiny water bars
Blocking like imprisonment

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Persea americana

Thick covers in fairly dark green colour.
Tender flesh light green to yellow when rippen.
After jumping around, after jogging around the blocks.
His jam would be delicious and healthy.
Mill tenderly with love and caress.
Or put a little drop of genuinely nature-born substances.
Blend with healthy manners.
Like having breakfast at your best resto...

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Two moons in an hour

Two moons in an hour
like reflecting to each other
is there a mirror between?
or my head is getting dizzy?

Two moons with lazy rays
though no clouds in front of them
kind of reflections I've never found
they get me dizzy or I'm getting myself so

The importance and only thing
the only thing that I can think
it's two moons in their real shapes

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Power - less

Empty road into the wood

Stony walks nearby the banks

Crossing all bushes when sun so young

At the gravel after the rain

Footsteps were hard to find the shelter

Closer about to water stream

This slippery soils prevented the stand

Verify too harsh, verily hard

When light was blocked to blackened eye

It was long way to go through it

It was very wild and mean