Friday, May 18, 2012
Sunday, February 13, 2011
JIKA AKU HARUS MEMILIH
(Catatan Malam Valentine’s Day)
Jika aku harus memilih
Antara jatuh cinta denganmu
Atau tidak jatuh cinta
Dan hidup dalam kedamaian
Aku akan selalu memilih untuk jatuh cinta
Walaupun sakit
Walaupun gelisah
Walaupun hatiku harus menderita
Jika aku harus memilih
Antara bertemu denganmu
Atau tidak bertemu
Dan hidup tenang tanpa gelombang
Aku akan tetap memilih bertemu denganmu
Walaupun sakit
Walaupun gelisah
Walaupun hatiku harus menderita
Bertemu denganmu
Seperti sejuta tahun hidup tanpa warna
Dan tiba-tiba diberitahu
Bahwa hidup adalah pelangi
Dan jatuh cinta padamu
Bagaikan berabad hidup
Dengan neraca rugi laba
Dalam setiap langkahku
Dan tiba-tiba rela melepaskan semuanya
Demi dirimu
Dan aku akan selalu dan selalu
Memilih pernah merasakan cinta
Kedalaman tak berujung
Pusaran tak terbendung
Api yang membara
Walaupun sakit
Walaupun gelisah
Walaupun hatiku harus menderita
Ya, jika aku harus memilih
Aku memilih air mataku berderai
Aku memilih rasa tersayat bagai sembilu
Aku memilih rindu yang tak tertahankan
Aku memilih bara api yang menyiksa
Daripada aku tak pernah melihat wajahmu
Tak pernah menikmati renyahnya tawamu
Tak pernah mendengar suaramu
Tak pernah merasakan kelembutan hatimu...
Walaupun sakit
Walaupun gelisah
Walaupun hatiku harus menderita
Berjuta kali,
Berabad lamanya pun
Aku akan selalu memilih,
Ya, selalu memilih
Untuk jatuh cinta padamu...
Buat Kanda Tercinta,
Malam 14 Februari 2010,
Depok, 23:40 WIB
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Ketika Hampir Merekah...
Ketika Hampir Merekah…
Ketika aku hampir merekah
Aku berbunga indah
Seorang lelaki tua datang
Merusak seluruh kuntum
Dan mengambil jiwaku,
Ya! Dia mengambil jiwaku…
Seorang tukang kebun
Berdiri di dekatku
Menawarkan tiga jenis bunga
Yang jingga, nila, atau mawar merah
Aku tolak semuanya,
Ya! Aku tolak semuanya…
Di bulan itu
Mawar merah merekah
Tetapi bukan untukku
Kucabut semua mawar dari taman itu
Kuganti dengan semak berduri,
Ya! Kuganti dengan semak berduri...
Jika aku mau
Menanti dalam waktu
Tuhan pasti merahmatiku
Dan aku akan menangis
Semangkuk butir bening air mata
Untuk mencuci
Jejak-jejak luka
Ya, untuk mencuci
Jejak-jejak luka...
Cikarang, 22 November 2009, 21:19 WIB
Diinspirasi oleh lagu 'When I was in my prime'
Sekuntum bunga wangi dan indah bisa untuk dipandang, dikagumi, disentuh, dihirup wanginya, dipetik, dirangkai, dan ditaruh di dalam rumah….Tetapi ternyata sekuntum bunga malahan memberikan bekas paling lama, di tangan yang meremas untuk menghancurkannya..
Friday, October 23, 2009
Dear NADJA (Sinterklaas Poem)*
Dear NADJA,
After reviewing your good deeds, Sint has decided
That you've been everybody's good friend
That's why you get these presents
A candle from Egypt, carved with some ancient script
And a white plate to put the candle on
Or to put candies, cookies, and bonbon
The candle has many amazing functions
That you can immediately count on
Its unusual shape of pentagon, can be a nice decoration
As in the middle you cut it,
You get a beautiful replica of a pyramid
You can put it on the top of that white plate
And with great admiration your guests will look at
Its pointed top can be used as a weapon
You can stick it into the person
Who enters your flat without permission
You can throw it on the head of an unwanted guest
Who asked for food and drinks more than you could have dispensed
And of course if you want some romantic evening
You can keep it burning
Those are the reasons, Sint gives these presents
Sint hopes you will like it, and have enjoyment in using it
And if a year aheady, you are still a nice lady
Sint will come again to you!!
Groningen, 23 October 2009, 14:53
*Specially written for Nadja to celebrate the Sinterklaas party at Karen's house!
Thursday, October 22, 2009
One Simple Truth
'I've discovered one simple truth:
People are not happy because they do not treat themselves as human beings. They live as machines; and in that way they betray their very existence...'
Cikarang, 22 October 2009, 22:00 WIB
Saturday, October 10, 2009
We call it 'Rhyme'
You want custard
I give you mustard
'Cos it's a standard
For a bastard...
(22 Aug 2009, 11:11 WIB)
Second case:
My sweet bjootie (=beauty)
When you shake your bootie
You look so cjootie (=cutie)
Is it maybe
My Tweety Bayby (=Baby)
'Cause you are a...laaydy? (=Lady)
(22 Aug 2009, 13:01 WIB)
Ultimate case:
The sky is blue, and I love you
The sky is purple, I'd love an Apple
The sky is red, just turn your head
The sky is brown, don't let me down
The sky is yellow, come on, fellow!
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I hope it is inspirational for you....:-D
Pour Mon Ami*
Every leave,
Every shade of colours,
Every drop of water,
Every rock or stone,
Is beautiful,
And the world would never be the same
Without them...
You're beautiful, it's true...
Cikarang, 6.30 wib
*Written for M.S.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Just a small quote...
His purpose is only one, to feel again the thrill of being together with his wife. He was on a journey that ended up on the place where his wife was buried. And there his old memories seemed to come back...
It was an average movie with easy plot and 'not so bad' acting. However, there was one line that really printed in my mind and I sent it through sms to a couple of friends:
LOVE is a gift from GOD for human to dance through life...
Love is a gift from God...I think there's nothing new to it. But the part of 'dance through life' really touched me. Dance...how many of use really dancing through life? Aren't we all just being busy and forgetting that life is not just a list of activities? How come we forget our moves? Nature does not forget its moves, but we do...or even worse, we forget that we can dance!!
*Let it be always music in your heart, and dance my friend, dance! Because life is too beautiful to pass by....
Cikarang, 14:59 wib