aku dan sepenggal bait hidupku...
"world's crowded,
but my side's no one."
"everyone's running for the countdown,
what if I gonna take bomb?
explode the loneliness, carelessness,
mask of life."
there're people called friends, I knew that.
stop asking and questioning,
stop being irritating for the absence
stop exploding the anger,
how gonna make you understand?
Diam.
Degup itu mungkin saja kau telan...
Aku memang tak tahu,
dan kurasa tak perlu tahu.
Gumam yang terlepas setiap kali bermunajat,
bening yang meleleh untuk penghibaan,
apapun itu,
masihkah terselip merah bernoda?
Aku juga tak tahu.
Mengapa sulit?
Padahal begitu sederhananya untuk terpikat
pada deraian hijaiyah...
Berlepaslah!
Sebab waktu yang terbangkitkan karenaku
tak akan pernah memberi sehela nafas untuk menghidupkanmu,
tak akan mampu menjaga detak segar di dada kirimu,
atau meregangkan lelah di penghujung senja yang merenda.
Berlepaslah!
Aku ini seserpih ilalang di penghabisan..
Bagaimana hamparan jagat tak juga kau hiraukan?
"Berlepaslah!"
Jatinangor. 10 April 2011
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you ask me for painting the cloud
by a gloomy heart
sure, who wanna refuse your asking?
you ask me for being a water sculptor
there's nothing that impossible
I just look at you for a glance
yeah, and always you
who keep the dark away from me
teach the amazing way to face this world
share the laughter to show how beautiful it is, a happiness life
I don’t know why,
You didn’t let me flow the river of tears
You didn’t let me know how the darkness is felt
cause those all,
thanks. ^^
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It was a long journey
i started it with no one beside me
i just looked everywhere
there were a lot of communities
there were many kinds people
but..
There's a lie in everyone I see
I saw white princess' and princes
each of them wore a mask
that was sowed by a pearl
from the unspeaking depth of ocean
they smiled to me,
said the goodness 'bout me
but...
they cursed me like a witch
what's the difference of both?
I know,
that the world is always like this
but..
is there anyone wanna change it?
I want.
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The way you take care of me
the way you know about me
all the unique thinkings of yours
those make me still pass my life
a mistake, moreover my life is
crowded by a mount of mistakes,
but friend,
i do need you to complete me
help me for collecting each pieces of my soul
show me the tears
that will be so beautiful
when you're beside me
make me open my eyes,
make me open my two arms
please, don't let me wrong
i'm gonna be blind,
so bring me the light
sometimes, i'm gonna be right
just trust me,
the one who's never tired to comprehend you
i'm the one who will try to
understand you more
eventhough you can't see my willing
and i don't promise you anything
just a friendship,
just for a totally friendship
but i'm contradiction one
sometimes, i will be so hard, so annoyed
i'm me
and you're you
by the way you are..
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The usual activities that make bored
the same thing that is always done, day by day
no improvement,
or may be
here is a big step backward
those all become a monochromatic view
the white was so clear,
burn the reality
that i'm not too white
i'm the grey,
who trapped between the light
and the darkness
i wanna fly into the arms
whom can bring me the truth
whom not just make me concious
but also see me as precious as he found a special thing
i wanna learn to be a white one
as you wanted me to be
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