Sabtu, 20 Agustus 2011
"tidak ada keliru"
Malam ini 21 agustus 2011 lewat lagi satu hari bersama"mu" cinta mayaku.#sigh# buta sudah aku...semakin kuat hasrat ini...hasrat yang seharusnya tidak usah pernah ada,hasrat yang bisa membunuh kita.lagi lagi malam ini kita akhiri dengan "selamat bobo...mimpi indah" indahkah??I don't think so...mungkin sebenarnya yang ada adalah sebuah mimpi buruk yang semoga saja tidak pernah menjadi kenyataan.salahkah???kalo mau menyalahkan siapa dan siapa aku bingung?mau menyalahkan kamu?kenapa kamu lelaki dan perempuan sehingga kita bisa saling mencintai bodoh begini??kalo begitu salahkan ibu...karena dia yang melahirkan kita...#berbesarhati# tidak ada keliru,kita tidak pernah tahu apa yang akan terjadi..*ku belajar menerima segala anugerah sekaligus bencana ini...anugerah karena betapa bahagianya aku bisa mencintai dan dicintai seseorang sepertimu...bencana?karena semua akan menyalahkan kita tentang rasa ini aku berharap semua ini semu...cinta monyet belaka. 
Rabu, 10 Agustus 2011
thank you
August 11,2011
Glory for this beautiful morning...for the beautiful sunshine that has shining bright my day...thanks for everything God...thanks for my life for all the people surround me and loving me...thanks for loving me everyday...
Kamis, 06 Januari 2011
Everything is great
We shine into eternity...
Together, We are the oceans...
The air with the Sun tarnished....
To the Glistening from beneath...
Within the stars and moon unblemished....
Into this True Happiness...
For we don't require...
Wine, poems, and music...
To set our mood...
We are the harmony...
Within our own dance...
The unspoken words...
We express with only ...
Motions of our eyes...
Toward our lips, hands, and body...
Within the time...
When everything is right...
The our soft words...
I love you (The best...I ever had...)
Together, We are the oceans...
The air with the Sun tarnished....
To the Glistening from beneath...
Within the stars and moon unblemished....
Into this True Happiness...
For we don't require...
Wine, poems, and music...
To set our mood...
We are the harmony...
Within our own dance...
The unspoken words...
We express with only ...
Motions of our eyes...
Toward our lips, hands, and body...
Within the time...
When everything is right...
The our soft words...
I love you (The best...I ever had...)
You...and you....
In the winter, when you're away,
I imagine the world mourns with me.
The candy floss clouds turn dark in suspension,
The bus on Canal street runs late, and the milk sours seconds faster.
When ice grows on the oak, I do the things I can't when you're here.
I let the hair on my legs entwine, the soy sauce on my chin congeal.
I watch Oprah and sob, sing Abba with my mouth full.
On Christmas day, the only stockings I see are wrapped in gaudy paper,
A present from someone to wear as I eat my radioactive meal for one.
And then suddenly it's spring, the world rises groggily from slumber,
And finds me shaved and scrubbed and scented.
The house dusted, the cushions laid on the couch in order of shade.
Everything ready so I can tell you I didn't even notice you were gone
I imagine the world mourns with me.
The candy floss clouds turn dark in suspension,
The bus on Canal street runs late, and the milk sours seconds faster.
When ice grows on the oak, I do the things I can't when you're here.
I let the hair on my legs entwine, the soy sauce on my chin congeal.
I watch Oprah and sob, sing Abba with my mouth full.
On Christmas day, the only stockings I see are wrapped in gaudy paper,
A present from someone to wear as I eat my radioactive meal for one.
And then suddenly it's spring, the world rises groggily from slumber,
And finds me shaved and scrubbed and scented.
The house dusted, the cushions laid on the couch in order of shade.
Everything ready so I can tell you I didn't even notice you were gone
Senin, 11 Oktober 2010
Must the other pursue...
Life in a Love
Escape me?
Never—
Beloved!
While I am I, and you are you,
So long as the world contains us both,
Me the loving and you the loth,
While the one eludes, must the other pursue.
My life is a fault at last, I fear:
It seems too much like a fate, indeed!
Though I do my best I shall scarce succeed.
But what if I fail of my purpose here?
It is but to keep the nerves at strain,
To dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall,
And baffled, get up to begin again,—
So the chase takes up one's life, that's all.
While, look but once from your farthest bound,
At me so deep in the dust and dark,
No sooner the old hope drops to ground
Than a new one, straight to the selfsame mark,
I shape me—
Ever
Removed! 
Escape me?
Never—
Beloved!
While I am I, and you are you,
So long as the world contains us both,
Me the loving and you the loth,
While the one eludes, must the other pursue.
My life is a fault at last, I fear:
It seems too much like a fate, indeed!
Though I do my best I shall scarce succeed.
But what if I fail of my purpose here?
It is but to keep the nerves at strain,
To dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall,
And baffled, get up to begin again,—
So the chase takes up one's life, that's all.
While, look but once from your farthest bound,
At me so deep in the dust and dark,
No sooner the old hope drops to ground
Than a new one, straight to the selfsame mark,
I shape me—
Ever
Removed!
Selasa, 10 Agustus 2010
DREAM
what is the meaning of "Dream"??
semua orang pasti pernah bermimpi...dan mempunyai mimpi. entah itu mimpi buruk ataupun mimpi indah semua manusia pasti mengalami mimpi. dalam hidup manusia tidak pernah dilarang untuk bermimpi..apapun impian mereka toh mereka hanya memimpikannya dalam pikiran mereka, tanpa perlu konspirasirasi dari orang lain..jadi itu salah satu alasan sah-sah saja untuk mempunyai mimpi :)dont know exactly what is the meaning of dream...so many experts tries to define the meaning of the dream with their own words and thought...tapi siapa peduli itu hanya sekedar teori kok, lagian itukan rumusan mereka, belum tentu sesuai dengan apa yang menjadi pengertian mimpi menurut aku sama dengan mereka. menurut ku mimpi itu 'the second life' dimana aku bisa menjadi pribadi lain di luar kehidupan real ku..dimana aku bisa men'create' pribadiku menjadi seperti apa yang aku harapkan. aku punya mimpi pengen jadi milyuner, bisa membeli apapun yang ku mau...sah sah ajakan??wong cuman mimpiku kok..impianku..aku pengen jadi artis, aku pengen jadi kayak si ini..atau pengen kayak si itu...yang dalam kehidupan real sangat tidak mungkin bisa terwujud. semuanya dalam impianku nggak ada polisi yang nangkap karena aku ngerampok (dalam mimpi loh)tapi terkadang mimpi itu lah yang menghancurkan dan membuat kita terlena. saking terlenanya sampai kita lupa pada kenyataan yang ada. kayak film inception,inti ceritanya yach seperti itu,jangan sampai impian yang mengendalikan kita,tapi kita sendirilah yang harus mengendalikan hidup kita,diri kita..just trying to be real...this is life...f****** life....
semua orang pasti pernah bermimpi...dan mempunyai mimpi. entah itu mimpi buruk ataupun mimpi indah semua manusia pasti mengalami mimpi. dalam hidup manusia tidak pernah dilarang untuk bermimpi..apapun impian mereka toh mereka hanya memimpikannya dalam pikiran mereka, tanpa perlu konspirasirasi dari orang lain..jadi itu salah satu alasan sah-sah saja untuk mempunyai mimpi :)dont know exactly what is the meaning of dream...so many experts tries to define the meaning of the dream with their own words and thought...tapi siapa peduli itu hanya sekedar teori kok, lagian itukan rumusan mereka, belum tentu sesuai dengan apa yang menjadi pengertian mimpi menurut aku sama dengan mereka. menurut ku mimpi itu 'the second life' dimana aku bisa menjadi pribadi lain di luar kehidupan real ku..dimana aku bisa men'create' pribadiku menjadi seperti apa yang aku harapkan. aku punya mimpi pengen jadi milyuner, bisa membeli apapun yang ku mau...sah sah ajakan??wong cuman mimpiku kok..impianku..aku pengen jadi artis, aku pengen jadi kayak si ini..atau pengen kayak si itu...yang dalam kehidupan real sangat tidak mungkin bisa terwujud. semuanya dalam impianku nggak ada polisi yang nangkap karena aku ngerampok (dalam mimpi loh)tapi terkadang mimpi itu lah yang menghancurkan dan membuat kita terlena. saking terlenanya sampai kita lupa pada kenyataan yang ada. kayak film inception,inti ceritanya yach seperti itu,jangan sampai impian yang mengendalikan kita,tapi kita sendirilah yang harus mengendalikan hidup kita,diri kita..just trying to be real...this is life...f****** life....
Senin, 07 Juni 2010
Always for the first time
Always for the first time
Hardly do I know you by sight
You return at some hour of the night to a house at an angle to my window
A wholly imaginary house
It is there that from one second to the next
In the inviolate darkness
I anticipate once more the fascinating rift occurring
The one and only rift
In the facade and in my heart
The closer I come to you
In reality
The more the key sings at the door of the unknown room
Where you appear alone before me
At first you coalesce entirely with the brightness
The elusive angle of a curtain
It's a field of jasmine I gazed upon at dawn on a road in the vicinity of Grasse
With the diagonal slant of its girls picking
Behind them the dark falling wing of the plants stripped bare
Before them a T-square of dazzling light
The curtain invisibly raised
In a frenzy all the flowers swarm back in
It is you at grips with that too long hour never dim enough until sleep
You as though you could be
The same except that I shall perhaps never meet you
You pretend not to know I am watching you
Marvelously I am no longer sure you know
You idleness brings tears to my eyes
A swarm of interpretations surrounds each of your gestures
It's a honeydew hunt
There are rocking chairs on a deck there are branches that may well scratch you in the forest
There are in a shop window in the rue Notre-Dame-de-Lorette
Two lovely crossed legs caught in long stockings
Flaring out in the center of a great white clover
There is a silken ladder rolled out over the ivy
There is
By my leaning over the precipice
Of your presence and your absence in hopeless fusion
My finding the secret
Of loving you
Always for the first time 
Hardly do I know you by sight
You return at some hour of the night to a house at an angle to my window
A wholly imaginary house
It is there that from one second to the next
In the inviolate darkness
I anticipate once more the fascinating rift occurring
The one and only rift
In the facade and in my heart
The closer I come to you
In reality
The more the key sings at the door of the unknown room
Where you appear alone before me
At first you coalesce entirely with the brightness
The elusive angle of a curtain
It's a field of jasmine I gazed upon at dawn on a road in the vicinity of Grasse
With the diagonal slant of its girls picking
Behind them the dark falling wing of the plants stripped bare
Before them a T-square of dazzling light
The curtain invisibly raised
In a frenzy all the flowers swarm back in
It is you at grips with that too long hour never dim enough until sleep
You as though you could be
The same except that I shall perhaps never meet you
You pretend not to know I am watching you
Marvelously I am no longer sure you know
You idleness brings tears to my eyes
A swarm of interpretations surrounds each of your gestures
It's a honeydew hunt
There are rocking chairs on a deck there are branches that may well scratch you in the forest
There are in a shop window in the rue Notre-Dame-de-Lorette
Two lovely crossed legs caught in long stockings
Flaring out in the center of a great white clover
There is a silken ladder rolled out over the ivy
There is
By my leaning over the precipice
Of your presence and your absence in hopeless fusion
My finding the secret
Of loving you
Always for the first time
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