There was someone
who taught you how to serve
There was someone
who taught you to speak the words
There was someone
who taught you how to be proud
There was someone
who taught you to stay or to leave
There was someone
who taught you how to wait
There is someone
who teaches you to be honest to yourself
who teaches you to be kind
whose love is abundant.
There will always be someone, no?
CORETAN DAN PENSIL : Rangkuman mimpi kecil anak kelas tiga SMA yang jarang mencatat di kelas, minim kosakata, kurang peka merangkai kalimat, datar dalam melontar bahasa, namun bercita-cita menjadi penulis. Hasil terakhir yang tergolong (kurang) bisa dibanggakan: Buku hariannya yang terisi dua lembar saja dan kosong kebelakangnya.
Monday, May 14, 2018
Fear you proud
Fear won’t take you anywhere
It stops you from growing,
unables you to think,
discourages your hopes,
silences your words
It keeps you tremble
Shaking
Proud won’t take you far
It kills your humility,
consumes your kindness,
spreads the unpleasant vibes,
pushes you outward
It ceases the reflection
Dull
I am fear
I am too proud
I should listen more
To the whisper of the heart
To the wisdom of the art
To the weave of the air
Who teaches us not to be fear nor proud
It stops you from growing,
unables you to think,
discourages your hopes,
silences your words
It keeps you tremble
Shaking
Proud won’t take you far
It kills your humility,
consumes your kindness,
spreads the unpleasant vibes,
pushes you outward
It ceases the reflection
Dull
I am fear
I am too proud
I should listen more
To the whisper of the heart
To the wisdom of the art
To the weave of the air
Who teaches us not to be fear nor proud
Thursday, May 10, 2018
Resah
Bolehkah ku resah?
Wajarkah jika kalut?
Asa dan rasa teraduk-aduk.
Mereka bercampur.
Baur.
Kau boleh resah.
Wajar jika kalut.
Tak apa asa itu tinggi.
Tak apalah rasa itu muncul dan pergi.
Asal kau mengerti.
Kalau ku takkan lari.
Kamis sepi.
Wajarkah jika kalut?
Asa dan rasa teraduk-aduk.
Mereka bercampur.
Baur.
Kau boleh resah.
Wajar jika kalut.
Tak apa asa itu tinggi.
Tak apalah rasa itu muncul dan pergi.
Asal kau mengerti.
Kalau ku takkan lari.
Kamis sepi.
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