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A Girl Who Was Born on The First Day of June

To a girl who is proclaiming herself As the one whose company is nobody, Whose shadow is clouding as she strode Until her glance crashed into yours And with just the right amount of time you knew, right there, that there are so much more of her than she ever let people to know With an unbelievably sincere smile you were drown into something what was called as intriguing Curved on the two edges, her voices are welcoming you home Distant yet familiar as she become To a girl with skin so thin That her veins are drawn Clear blue along her lids, Her eyes betrays the smile she gave For it so guarded no one can’t help but scared But once she cared, you finally understand She offers so much love within herself That she throws easily towards people around Who crave it more in the time of need Alongside the way, You found comfort in her  Underneath the sharp jaw she wear Below all of her kind words she meant to share To a girl ...

After All

I have always failed to pour my feelings into words It was like I have never found the right syllable to be combined Or I was just stuck Or not brave enough Or feeling a little bit too dumb for not using a perfectly crafted words Or too lazy to search it in the thesaurus Because who the hell got time for that? Having the urge to tell things to people While trying too hard to fill her own expectations To be good at words To not be afraid to scream her feelings out loud Without even thinking what was right And what was wrong And who is to blame after And the embarrassment that has to be endured And the sick feeling of self-pity afterward And having the—not just second but—third or even fifth thought That my feelings do not matter After all

Tentang Rumah pada 3 Agustus 20155

Pagi ku ditemani senyum hangat Menyapa hari di antara tegukan segelas susu coklat Hingga pulang pun didamba Satu per satu menguraikan asa  Kira- kira begitulah cara ku memandang rumah dulu  Sampai mentari akhinya ditutupi awan kelabu  Hujan selalu ku harap turun agar kembalikan pelangi  Sayangnya ia tak pernah datang menggantikan badai  Bernapas di bawah atap yang sama namun penuh sesak  Rasanya berbanding terbalik dengan luas yang semakin memberi jarak  Aku pikir aku akan kedinginan sampai mati rasa  Seiring gemuruh halilintar yang memakan akal sehat lalu menelannya  Tapi ku sadar aku hanya punya diriku sendiri  Untuk itu aku berhenti meringkuk lalu bangun berdiri  Sambil menepis kenangan hangat palsu aku meraih gagang pintu  Dan detik itu pula terhampar di pelupuk mata jalan berliku menjanjikan rumah baru

Between Skin and Bones

As much as I hate the sun when it rains me with its shine, I can’t deny the warm I long burning my bones As it is reminding me of the smell of yours Hot and slick against my cores  Not that I’ve ever been drunk But I could imagine when I do, I will be full of you On every thought, on every slur With visions of your figure in a blur  You went as fast as the bird flies Cutting the horizon in two sides One with a rainbow after drops of my cries, The other one is dark resembling your eyes  Most of the time I spent alone Or even when people are around Still I am longing for your short thick voice Even after you have made your own choice This night couldn’t be any colder As I can feel my skin burned and sore

Terhanyut

Di antara detak yang menderu Hadir mu seringkali menyaru Diam, tiba-tiba, cepat berlalu Terselip dalam jeda hembus Mampu kau memegang kuasa arus Sampai-sampai terhanyut aku dibuatnya mampus

Self-deception

Sometimes she lets herself to think that she is worth more than she ever thought. Live in a secluded portion of her life where her dream and reality collides. Only to be awaken to the utter veracity, that she is actually an exception of all. Drown by her own demon; blurred into her ruined fraction.

I Just Can't

I’ve loved you too many times; Count the ash you flick Weigh it off the tray The brisk of smoke you burnt You’ll find it behind I’ve showed you too many times; Under the façade of ignorant Exists as your well-known safety net In the cursive gap after your tiring hour There will be discovered the longing I’ve wrote you too many rhymes; Right after you left Even months later you fill the hole in your soul On this one I’d rather stop myself from using A repetition of similar sounding words Which is the only way I know well To keep you alive from inside Let this be weird From the way it sounded Let this line of shit betrays My will to hide my own ash Oh fuck, I did it again How do I get out of this love chain?