Kurang Hebat Apalagi

Kurang hebat apalagi
Sampai mentari ku pandangi
Terkagum saat aku ia datangi
Yang hangatnya memeluk sepi,
Sinarnya menarik ujung-ujung bibir
Tanpa sadar getaran mampir tiap ia hadir

Mentari pukul dua bersama panas yang ia bawa
Membakar diri
Menoreh perih
Pun belum juga mampu membuatku beranjak
Seiring mati rasa, perasaan ku terkoyak

Kala ia tenggelam ke peraduan
Menghela napas aku dibuatnya seakan
Habis sudah
segala indah
Meninggalkan bekas perih menggigiti malam
Berpuluh tetes peluh
Yang didalamnya aku tenggelam
Buta mata bekas cahaya
Yang tanpanya tak bisa lagi ku lihat dunia

Bersama bulan sebagai saksi
Ku maki keras-keras mentari
“Jangan harap aku menantikan mu kembali!”

Belum hilang bekas merah,
Terlebih kesal yang penuh amarah,
Sudah muncul lagi ia tanpa dosa
Mau ku menunduk hingga malam tiba
Tetap ia yang punya kendali
Atas lupanya aku akan tamparan sendiri
Hingga seperti hari-hari lalu ku kembali

Sudah seperti mentari,
Pintar kau membolak-balik hati
Kurang hebat apalagi

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Once upon every night

I misread the map and forget to say But you brushed it with “it’s okay, I prefer we took the long way” You smiled and let the music play How can you avoiding the right turn Makes my stomach burn Maybe it’s because the wheel speed doesn’t really match my heartbeat The one goes slow, the other one is overflow All we do is screaming out To the old song you like Our voice is tone deaf and sounds horrible At the moment I realized that my feeling is in trouble I cursed at the crowded street That you seemed to enjoy every bit It’s the way that you never think twice To not let me be alone under the night lights Maybe it gives me shiver More than the way you open the door Or bringing close my dinner Now you ended up being more than a blur

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Today I Took It Off For Good

You gave me a ring of promises and I remember you wearing your bright yellow t-shirt I laughed, I joked about it, you laughed But when I wake up I breathe into nothing other than the feeling of your ring on my finger and the reality that you are already long gone

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It's About Time, Bil

I might be the most stubborn hot-headed person you will ever met, I might have the most annoying laugh you will ever heard, I might never stopped talking until your ears blown off. Believe it or not, there is another person who is as stubborn as me with the similar taste of jokes and complex thoughts. But she is way smarter with words, that I always feel like my writing will never be good enough compared to hers. She complained about how rarely I show my affection towards our friendship through my writing or my random post on instagram. To say that I don't have enough good pictures with her is just a mere excuse because I can simply write my feelings out like I did for my other close friends. But when it comes to her, I never feel like my written word is ever enough. She is a much brilliant writer than I ever be, and most of the time I feel like my words didn't do justice to describe it; to describe how she can be infuriating with her anger & big fire towards injustice of t...

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