Jumat, 22 Juli 2016

Bagian Pertama

sekiranya genap menjadi sembilan puluh hari, terhitung hingga hari ini.
butir embunnya masih mendayu sendu dalam surya. ringkih namun indah, di balut dengan lembut
oleh secercah memori kelamnya membuat auranya sedikit kelam mencekam.
Dentangan sepersekian detik, parasnya mulai hancur oleh teriknya matahari kala itu.
tak lagi indah memang, tapi sulit hilang.
parasnya terpendam bersama sang dirga.


Kamis, 21 Juli 2016

stupid wonders

many people founded enjoying their own wonders. 
I, for myself, often think like that.like, "if i could turn back time, will i..? will he..? will she..? will you..?
but believe me, having something like that in your minds will just blow your mind, uh..no. it can be worst. what's the deal about regretting something anyway?
it's a process after all, for some people like me,some people like you.
i know its something big, hm..feeling bad about some problems, words, etc.
but let me remind you, good peoples out there often made mistakes.
some of them make a big success, while the rest mourning their mistakes.
nothing can stop us from achieving something, no matter how often we fail,
time isn't something you can bring out back.
wake up, take a deep breathe, pull yourself on together, set your mind and goals one by one. can you? can us? i can, well you can too. well, if you can't you are just a coward then. 





Rabu, 20 Juli 2016

fish? fishy?!



it is a fish. a blue fish, 
uh no, it's dory. wait what?
hm. i smell fishy things.
i got it from someone whos fishy enough to make me fall. 
isnt it funny? nah, this is stupid. 
someone whos fall for someone can be really stupid sometimes.
dont you think?

wandered.

angin yang berbisik deru mengempas helai dedaunan 
yang akhirnya jatuh juga.
sebuah kisah yang tertulis amat rapi di sebuah kertas 
terlihat sebuah pena tengah asik meninggalkan jejak dan 
langkah demi langkah di atasnya.
membentuk ukiran manis di ujung bibir pembacanya.
is it about you?

moods.


even the smallest things in the world can be a matter to something important. got what i say?

unknown post.

It’s the same with people who say, ‘Whatever doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.’ Even people who say this must realize that the exact opposite is true. What doesn’t kill you maims you, cripples you, leaves you weak, makes you whiny and full of yourself at the same time. The more pain, the more pompous you get. Whatever doesn’t kill you makes you incredibly annoying.



with rain.

ketika itu langit menggerutu dengan samar.
di balik rindang tangkai raksasa dia terduduk
butiran rintik dari langit di sanggahnya tenang, tersenyum dari ujungnya.
seketika sosok bayang menghampiri pikirannya, langit menggebu, derai semakin ribut, angin yang menghembuskan tanpa belas kasih.
bersamanya ia menciptakan harmoni luka.
Sampai nanti ketika hujan tak lagi meneteskan duka meretas luka, 
sampai hujan memulihkan luka.
mereka menyampaikan kesedihan lewat hujan, 
dan dia mewakili perasaan lewat tetesan.
Selalu ada kisah di balik rintik hujan yang terlanjur jatuh. 
Aneh, memang selalu ada yang membuat terlena 
dan tak berdaya pada hujan, pada rintik dan aromanya, pada bunyi dan melankolinya, pada caranya yang pelan sekaligus brutal dalam memetik kenangan yang tak diinginkan.