Walking down the road

It is the rain of my soul and poured when the storm raging in my mind. When feelings and logics are tangle between right or wrong and win or lose. They are raising many funny questions and silly confusions along the line. These all are happening because I'm walking down the road I choose.

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Location: Paris van Java, West Java, Indonesia

I was born in Bandung, April 1976, and spent most of my education time in that same city. Living in a cool town with a moderate muslim family, somehow become important factors that carving my character. I'm a big fan of any satay, pempek and rujak (anything sweet-lah), and I created this notes as a place where I can write everything that crossed my mind. This writing is more like a journal, footsteps I leave behind as reminder mostly for myself and probably for my descendants. If you, readers, able learning one or two good things from this notes, that was really more than my expectation. Yet if I wrote something wrong or you have different opinion from mine, please let me know, will you? You also have to excuse me for that matter because I'm aware I'm no writer at all.

Sunday, June 12, 2005

Aku sudah lelah

Aku sudah lelah dan nafasku terengah-engah
tak kuat lagi ku berlari, berjalan atau pun berdiri,
mengejar bayangan dan mimpi yang selalu tak pasti,
lari dari ilusi-ilusi yang selalu datang menghantui,
tapi aku tahu kalau semua takkan pernah berhenti,
satu demi satu atau sepuluh demi sepuluh,
mereka akan datang cepat atau lambat,
menerjang segala yang ada dihadapan,
tak banyak pilihan yang bisa dipilih,
tapi hati ini sudah lelah rasanya,
ingin rasanya sekejap berhenti melepas penat,
ditempat yang nyaman, mengosongkan pikiran,
tapi aku tak mungkin berhenti,
tidak saat ini dan mungkin juga tidak esok hari,
sekarang ini aku masih berjalan dan berlari,
dan aku sudah lelah, nafasku terengah-engah.

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