Category Archives: Poem

You See Through


All this time,

I don’t mind being an ordinary person
Not to stand out among the crowd
and be a party that everyone likes,
I am fine being a nobody
I don’t need to shine bright.

But I wonder if it’s a crime?
When I found you,
I know you’re the one.

Then, I want you to see me
I want to stand out among the crowd
I want you to recognize me
But I’m not a star
I don’t light up in the dark night.
Everyone else is special but me.
How can you see me?

I was desperate for your attention.
Trying everything, keep on failing.
How can I believe it?
Among the sparks around me…
In the end you choose me.
Like I’m number one.

Even when all I had was a heart that’s full for you.
A fool in love that you see through.
This ordinary man who falls and false.

From time to time,
I don’t mind being an ordinary person
Not to stand out among the crowd
and be a party that everyone likes,
I am fine being a nobody
I don’t need to shine bright.
for everyone elses.

But for you,
I want to be extraordinary
Become the special color in your life.

Thank you for choosing me, 
this ordinary man…
And accepting a foolish heart
that is always ready to lose for you.

That you see through.
Is more than enough…

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Happy Colorless Stars

The starry sky was what’s on my watch.
Been wondering why they’re there and how’re they feeling.
Were they cold? Were they lonely?

Then i heard a song from nearby forest
It was sad, scarlet and tough,
angry, restless and burnt,
happy, colorless and… starry.
It was rudely raw. 

Wish i could hear only the happy part,
But then i wouldn’t get it, would i?
Because people say life’s like a song.
What if it’s true?

I want to blame the black innocent tune
It reminded me of myself.
When i was kind and warm hearted
Was not cruel and obsessed with anything
Defenseless and weak. Approachable.
I miss my old self.

I was staring at the night sky.
And the forest was still chanting.
But, life goes on…
However, i have decided to go back to the past.
The questions of the stars were answered.
…. It was barely raw.

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More Than a Shiver

It is the waiting that kills
Each second amuses the mind with
Playful scenario of how it would go
And stay, or leave…

Little by little, that happens.
That doesn’t. Build up a house of mockery.
Self disempowering, self neglecting.

Until the anger takes the stage.
It throws everything to protect
Its defense is offensive,
It knows only how to fight…
Coz anger was born from feeling not safe.
Realizing now one will come to rescue,
But oneself.

And the next are the tears.
They try to clean the warfield.
Wash the flame of anger,
Because they know…
It is wrong and right at the same time.
Who can judge. When you hurt when you’re hurt.

But acception is rarely ever the end
Denial is the loyal visitor
In the end,
All will turn to ego to go.
You know it happens,
It is more than a shiver.

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I Paperplane You

How can I don’t fly?
When you give me all good, better than all I can expect.
Treat me so well, though I act like hell.
Do me so much love, while I’m really hateable.

And you bring me to more than one heaven.
You told me that getting lost is fun,
I started to believe in that.

I have the things you don’t like,
you do the things I don’t like,
but why it doesn’t matter that much anymore.

When you are not around,
and I am doing nothing related to you,
The memories of us can knock my head,
like your ruffle on the top of my head,
and this sillyness, drags my lips to smile.

How can I explain this?
I don’t know for sure,
I am starting to enjoy this.

I’m grateful for this flight, I paperplane you…

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Serigala Tanpa Ekor

Serigala yang lebih sadis,
hidup atau mati… Siapa yang rela?
Beda, dia tanpa ekor.
Tanpa cara memahami cinta
untuk sendirinya,

hanya melolong
di tengah-tengah,
antara bulan… bukit gelap,
dan gulita yang biru lebam.

Taringnya menangis,
merah penuh marah, kadang setengah iba.
Karena dia tanpa ekor. 
Setengahnya lagi, berkilau duka.

Lupakan senja,
Bulan yang setengah saja
tiba-tiba gerhana.
Bagai tutup mata, dan buka mulut. 
Merintih, merintih pada benci.
Pada sendiri.

Lukanya menyakiti,
Dari lahir tanpa ekor.
Tanpa cinta, sang serigala.
Hanya melolong,
menyapa kabut… merangkul pelukan abu-abu,
yang dicari, lewat gigi-gigi tajam.

Serigala tanpa ekor,
kapan ada yang menyayangi?

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