Binocular

January 30th, 2015

This is one poem I made during senior high school time. The summer time I had. I was so brave in facing a broken heart hahahaha... 

Aku takut mencintainya, 

Begitu pengecut  

Tidak mau menyakiti hatiku lebih jauh 

Aku memilih menatapnya dari sisi gelapku 

memberinya cinta dengan diamku

dengan jauh tatapku di balik jendela

Ia bebas dan tak terikat cintaku yang rumit.

Karena memilikinya berarti melihat dia terluka oleh nalarku yang serakah 

kubiarkan ia tersenyum dan tertawa dalam bebasnya.

Dia bahkan tertawa sangat keras dengan cinta yang Ia pilih

menggenggam dengan erat, kekasihnya

mengabaikan lututku yang melemas

menggarami hatiku yg sobek

Sungguh aku mencintainya, 

tetapi untuk memilikinya adalah mustahil

Begitulah seharusnya cinta bekerja

Dengan cara-caranya yang ajaib

dengan wujud-wujudnya yang berani

The Summer Time

January 31st, 2015

I ever had a summer time with lots of people I cared surround me and so many things I loved to do.
I ever had a summer time where many people put their beliefs in me, where I believed many of them
I ever had a summer time where I gave care to humanity and did real act to help people in trouble

The summer time
The time I believe in Love, trust myself, my judgment,
The time with desire, temptation and passion
The time I saw things in positivism

That the dying roses fell but the new branches would grow roses, hundreds of them
That the cloudy day ended and the next day with sun and Mama watering flowers and Papa washing our car

I grateful all those moments, believe that the summer time would never be ended

Those warm nights
Those night insects

It ends with Papa in prayer and Mama on the bed, never be that silent, never be that cold

The crack on my summer frame, my dying roses, my empty home