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.

Thursday, August 24, 2006

Yang bisa kuberikan sekarang

sebentuk perhatian yang kuberikan,
mungkin tidak seramai jiwamu yang indah,
hanya sebuah ungkapan kasih biasa,
seperti yang biasa kau lihat dengan pasti,
bukan ombak yang memecah batu karang
atau angin yang membelah cadas terkeras,
hanya api yang perlahan membara,
tanpa henti selama nafas berhembus,
mungkin takkan cukup semua ini,
tuk hangatkan hatimu yang beku,
maaf, sungguh teramat maaf...
hanya itu yang bisa kulakukan sekarang,
karena jiwaku pun bukan milikku lagi.

Saturday, August 19, 2006

Old poet

I think I wrote this one couple years back. I forgot whether this one unfinished, unwrite or unsend to the one whom meant to received it....

Twinkle little star on the sky

Last night I saw a star, shining so bright,
almost light the night,
most beautifull entity I've never seen,
like a child I tried to catch it,
this is my star, I said, I gotta have it,
so I jumped and then I fell,
I jumped again and I fell again,
I tried so hard, I was trying too hard,
too angry, too sad and too frustrated,
why I cannot have it?
I looked up again and clouds was covering the night,
the darkness came, blinding my eyes,
suddenly drops of water falling down,
cooling off my hot angry head, then I realized,
I was so stupid, I said,
beautifull things were belong in the sky,
It'll playing with others, the moon and the clouds,
I was so stupid, I said,
my place is here,
wallking on earth with all mud and dirt,
so be it then, and I laughed so hard....,
now the rain has stopped, the clouds are gone,
just like my wishes, the night is clear again,
and there it is, there is my beautiful star,
so I smile to it and it still shine so bright,
almost light up the night,
so I just lying down on the grass,
looking up to the sky as it was,
admiring its grace and beauty,
I smile then fall asleep and had a dream,
In one clear night,
I send my smile to a star and it's smiling back to me,
it coming down to me and wishpering these words to my ears,
I'll light your path and stay by your side through the night...


for you, the star of my heart,
sorry, thank you and good bye...

Friday, August 11, 2006

Rumput-rumput yang mengering

Saat itu masih gelap dan aku terbangun,
ditengah padang rumput yang hijau,
sebuah surga dunia dimana semua orang berlarian,
tanpa kenal waktu, tanpa kenal lelah.
Satu persatu mereka berpergian,
mencari tempat, menjalani cinta, mengarungi hidup,
tapi aku masih terdiam disana...
mungkin menunggu sesuatu, tapi aku juga tak yakin,
mungkin takut menghadapi kenyataan baru,
tapi aku masih tak yakin,
aku masih mencoba mengamini ilusi yang terlihat,
menetepkan hati tanpa sesal....
tetapi semakin lama, makin kusadari,
tak ada teman berlari lagi dan..
padang rumput yang hijau ini sudah mengering...