Senin, 18 Desember 2017

My Talisman


Everything I see
Everything I touch
Everything I hear
Is peripheral to you

Engaged since the first sight
Bedazzled forevermore
Of your sweet composure
Love was inevitable

Your deficiency is my virtue
My deranged stubbornness, your axis
People say I'm incorrigible
'Tis speaking of the inexplicable

I shan't let myself be intrigued
Of the ambivalent mire
For my heart is bound
To my distinct sanity 

You are segregated from the crowd
You live a frugal life of secrecy
In solitude you dance
In your sanctuary you sing
Thus obliterating all the lavish drama
Just to embrace the sublime

To my agreeable manner
I too shall live a frugal life
Of a retrospective expense 
None of which I cannot afford
By all means saving wisdom
On the pursuit of a fruitful future

You saved me time and again
From miles and miles away
Bless you for your presence
Bless you for everything you are
Bless you for the path you've chosen
Bless you for being My Talisman


Minggu, 26 November 2017

Of Distant Love - Poetry Planet


Cloudy with a chance of melancholy
After working tirelessly for six days
Chewing nothing but daze
Amidst the moist breeze
I inhale your wet scent

The cloudy sky
the misty morning
Your warm memoirs make them freeze
As if lost in a dejavu
The scene and scent
Led me to our long time rendezvous
When our vibes were adjacent

Dejavu it is but I miss your magic
Fragrant it is but I miss your breaths
Musical it is O ma love
But my feet miss your steps

Aww.. I still remember those steps
full of mirth
full of life

Magic recoils when I see your eyes
Underneath love , lust boils
I shrink in fear, disgust and pain
The love till today was all in vain
the day when you took away all my pain
Nothing and nothing went in vain

Some may say you guilted me
Others that your heart was cold
Till now under our tree
Your love  renewed embolden
But the day when you took away
all my pain

Nothing and nothing went in vain
I'd rather feel pain
So much to my addiction of vain
Then to feel nothing at all

Loving you is a myth,
Since I believe that
I cannot take the moon from the sky.
Can words define love or lust
The creations of God
Ask him only to name,if it is must
For I believe only in the intensity
With which you quench my thirst

How to gauge intensity and mirth
Man is adamant to deceive by birth
Love is but a sand of joy
You feel but can't hold it is a ploy
Oh heart sublime.. why not be mine
Once more we could still the stars
The frost is gone.. once more your sun
Touches the earth nearby

Sometimes I'm happy.
Sometimes I'm sad.
Sometimes I doubt you.
Sometimes I'm thinking bad on you.
You're a man made of magic,
who is able to make me in a turbulence
You're a man made of magic,
who is able to put me in a bad temper.
You're a man made of magic,
who is able to make a river from my tears when I imagine you.

I don't need a time machine
All I need is your faith
Save for me to usher you there
Would you let me reconcile

Love is not to be clung to or held
A fiery ice, can we hold lest it melts
Cherish what knocks at your door
Before it flies to the destination next

Yet even now Time stands still in your breath
Waitng for your exhale
Waiting for my heart to respond

If ever love was pure
If ever I was dormant to lust
I'd convince myself to cure
Of letting you go I must

Yet my heart you retain
Your loves refrain
My life is yours.
Though we cannot love again

Fatigue was alien when i danced with you
Aches were alien when my heart beat for you,
Alas it's you who became alien,
When I started loving you

At first, I think that you can relieve all the darkness inside me,
make me believe in love.
Yet, I decide to stop it in the middle.
Because you drown me too deep.
Into a well of sensitivity
so deep enough,
for me to drown my whole being.

Waiting for you..
Christmas came and went
Without you...
I die a little each day

Yet our love cannot be
As your fire melts my ice..

Selasa, 20 Juni 2017

Nista

Saya lagi tidak kepingin "sok religius"
Tapi berbicara tentang alam
Tak luput dari apresiasi terhadap Sang Pencipta
Pernahkah terpikir olehmu betapa idealnya
rancangan Mahakarya Sang Pencipta?
Kalau belum, mari saya bantu mikir...

Ramuannya simpel :
Dimensi, Musikalisasi, Presisi, Sirkulasi, dan Integrasi
Kelimanya bertautan dengan panca indera kita,
Mahakarya-Nya yang agung,
Atau lebih tepatnya mengagungkan diri, saking sempurnanya
Jika dibandingkan dengan Ciptaan-Nya yang lain.
Atau paling tidak, begitu bukan, jalan pikiran ego-sentris kita?

Manusiawi, ya manusiawi, itulah semboyan kita
Maunya dimaklumi, tidak mau mengerti.
Maunya menang, yang penting senang.
Sekarang kembali ke alam
Kemana kita akan berpulang
Kini bersiaplah untuk introspeksi diri,
Karena kelima panca indera kita tak luput dari dosa.

Mata

Kutelanjangi kau dengan kamera HPku
Berkutat kucari angle yang pas
Untuk mengumbar keindahan tubuhmu
Yang memamerkan sisi eksotismu
Yang merangsang jempol-jempol untuk nge-like fotoku.
Entah karena bualan caption-ku 
Atau karena keindahan parasmu
Nggak papa, pikirku dalam hati
Yang penting senang, menang followers.

-Dimensi-

Telinga 

Satu-satunya bukti bahwa alam memiliki perasaan
Adalah nyanyiannya
Ketika Ia senang, ia akan berkokok di pagi buta
dan berkicau di pagi hari.
Namun ketika Ia murka, 
bukan harmoni yang kita dengar.
melainkan perkusi dari musisi-musisi ganas
Dentuman demi dentuman halilintar memekakkan telinga,
mengusik April, Mei dan Juni, yang seharusnya syahdu.

-Musikalisasi-

Lidah

Dalam Alkitab tertulis kisah
Bahwa manusia diciptakan pada hari ke-enam
Didesain-Nyalah manusia bak rupa-Nya sendiri
Dan dianugerahkan-Nyalah rasa dunia ini
Manis, Pahit, Asin, Asam, Kecut, Getir
Secara bergantian menjajakkan diri
Demi memenuhi Pengetahuan dan Hawa Nafsu.
Pengetahuan haus akan rasa pahit, asin, asam, kecut dan getir.
Namun hanya satu yang dikejar Hawa Nafsu
Manis. Sempit sekali bukan?
Lain halnya jika frasa Hawa Nafsu duibah menjadi Ucapan Syukur
Satu-satunya zat yang mampu melebur rasa-rasa Pengetahuan
Dengan si Manis.

-Presisi-

Hidung

Di hari-hari yang baik, kubuka mataku menyambut pagi
Kuhirup udara segar dan wewangian bunga di depan rumah
Sembari membuka gerbang rumahku.
Di hari-hari yang sial, tetanggaku akan membangunkanku
dengan garirah membaranya 
untuk memusnahkan sampah-sampah organik dan anorganik miliknya
Kobaran apinya sama membaranya 
dengan pemikiran kolotnya yang menolak toleransi
Kubulatkan tekad untuk menemui sesepuh ini
Namun entah sial atau berkah, 
hanya menantu paruh bayanya yang kudapat
Unggah-ungguh dan tata krama kuaplikasikan
Untuk melontarkan pertanyaan
"Kemanakah harus kuberlari, 
ketika seluruh ruangan di rumahku diselimuti asap?"
Ini baru rumahku, bagaimana dengan dunia
yang merupakan satu-satunya rumah kita?
Sudikah kau menegur para parasit O2?

-Sirkulasi-

Tangan

Sungguh sempit maknanya, 
apabila indera peraba hanya sekedar membelai tekstur alam
Proporsi yang seimbang hanya dapat dicapai mufakat
apabila otot-otot manusia pun ikut dikerahkan 
Utuk keberlangsungan realsi yang damai antar para aktor alam raya ini.
Berikut adalah tiga bahan dasar untuk ramuan ini:

-Take and Give-
Jangan hanya mengambil, 
tapi tanamlah kembali apa yang menjadi hak mereka. 
Kamu bukan koruptor.

-Reap what you sow-
Karma itu nyata. Mau tahu kebenarannya? 
Sering-sering buang botol di got.

-Win-Win Solution-
Orang yang ber-Tuhan yakin dan percaya 
bahwa mereka  adalah produk ciptaan-Nya.
Orang yang ber-Tuhan yakin dan percaya 
bahwa mereka memiliki tujuan mulia dilahirkan di dunia
Maka jadilah orang-orang berguna 
Yang tak menyia-nyiakan Kepercayaan-Nya
Ketika kita berpulang kepada-Nya
Toh kita akan kembali jadi tanah.
Namun bukan itu yang ingin kita tinggalkan di dunia ini
Hidup yang berbuah, atau hidup yang nista
Semua ada di tanganmu

-Integrasi- 










Kamis, 11 Mei 2017

Clockwise


Who am I to urge
Who am I to demannd
As the arrows of my clock turns clockwise
And the whole universe tells me to be wise

The arrows of my clock may laugh
And celebrate the confusion
The confusion of being lost in time
And forget what's prime
When present call
It's time to give all

Even if I regret the past
I know It should've last
Why should I mingle with grief
When my time here is brief
When future call
There's no time to fall

For He has given me time
It's worth more than a million dime
And sets three bells ringing in my life
One for my birth
One for my new life
One for heaven's call
As the arrows of my clock turns clockwise
I know I should be wise



February 26, 2012

Selasa, 20 Desember 2016

My Father's Prayers

I remember there was a time
When we were all busy looking for a dime
You and all your books
Mommy be the cook
But everyday I can't help myself but to think
About that bicycle painted pink
About the day we saw it in Wallmart
But I was only 7, and I had to be wise and smart
You and mom and Debbie were all I had
In a far far place, what an experience we had
Tis such a lux wasn't it, to have some money to spare
So between studies mom worked in the day care
Not to forget, a school in the morning
Nothing can stop her, she was a fighter surviving

And then in the midst of my longing
You reminded me that there's father almighty watching
So you taught me how to pray for something
And only by wisdom and God's grace will He be willing
To someday grant the wish I so much desired
And so every night before bed,
we prayed and prayed and prayed
To my surprise, God did answer my prayers
We had extra money, how did it happen?
There's no explanation really
It was a blessing from God
A father's loving heart
And the power of prayer
I felt that I was the luckiest girl in the world

You taught how to pray
But as a preacher, you knew better
To practice what you preach
And become God's living vessel
I am always profoundly amazed and touched
By the sight of you praying
every morning of your life at four
By the stillness, devout figure you have
The face of surenderrness as much as the firmness
Of the commitment to serve
You don't need to remind me
Of how you prayed for me from Jakarta
I know for sure, it's the only thing we have left
You, mom and Debbie
So far apart, yet so close in prayers
So close like the term "God's just a prayer away"
That's all it is and ever will be
I am calm and strengthened by it
I hope you can hear mine too
Thank you for tea
ching me how to pray
My prayers for you is that your life would be fulfilled
With happiness for the things you've done and dreamed of
And by the abiding love God has taught us
Through the power of prayers.

Minggu, 06 September 2015

Vanilla, My Sweet Manila


Sweet, warm, calming..
As I sip my double tea vanilla latte
In a local cafĂ© 

Radiant, pleasant, vibrant..
Is the scene of lovers, friends and families..
Pulling me deep into my reverie

Vanilla, my sweet Manila..
All of the pleasure offered
Poured into a cup of latte

Self indulgence for the weary eyes
And dry lips of thirst
Vanilla, my sweet Manila

Sabtu, 22 Agustus 2015

Wings


I fly with wings because I'm cautious
I fly with wings because I'm not that naive
I fly with wings because I'm too weak to bear my own burden
I fly with wings because I'm fully aware my safety net is absent

I fly with wings because 
it's the only thing that lifts me higher

I fly with wings because
 it's the only thing that makes me aim higher
I fly with wings because it's the only
 thing that makes a poet write more than the desire
I fly with wings because it's the only thing 
that knows my destination more than my intention

I fly with wings because it's the only reason 
I could still look up to you

I fly with wings because it's the only reason
 I get up when I almost give in
I fly with wings because it's the only reason
 I interpret sincerety
I fly with wings because it's the only reason 
I rely on truth

Until I reach your sanctuary of mind
This I will keep flying with these wings
Without them I am lost in confusion
These wings, 
they transfigured my curiosity into peace