Sebatas Pandangan

Tujuh lewat tengah hari
Dia muncul lagi
Dengan raut dan simpati
Getar-getar terasa di hati

Kata tak sanggup ku tangkap
Rasa tak bisa ku cerna
Diri ini hanya seonggok kain
Kumal, kaku, bisu

Permata itu masih bersinar
Dengan gugus-gugus khayalan manusia
Perlahan memutar
Tirai merah tertutup, tanpa suara

On the way

Perjalanan ini mengajariku
Pencarian itu betapa kerasnya
Keinginan itu betapa kuatnya
Hasrat itu betapa dalamnya

Perjalanan ini menunjukkanku
Jiwa yang berdiri
Warna yang kusut
Sinar yang temaram

Perjalanan ini mengiringi
Kala mentari menerangi
Kala malam melingkupi

Perjalanan ini
Saksikan aku

the styx

dia kembali
mengejapkan mata lagi
walau perih melingkupi
cahaya dan gelap tak berarti

dia kembali
menggerakkan sayap lagi
meski lemah menyusupi
memakan serabut penggerak diri
seakan tak peduli

dia kembali
melangkahkan kaki lagi
dalam hening sunyi
dalam sendiri
dalam sepi

dia kembali

Time to Rest

I don't have much time, it's kinda busy this week. She's sick, so I'll take care of all her needs. Wish her to get better soon. ^^

Nothing to Say

This is sunny day. This place is neverwinter land. Warm light, and cool wind, nice.

White Black, Smiling Eye

Can you see it? I see a light in the eye. And, yeah, it's smiling, the eye is smiling. I feel warm, like someone hug me tightly. This eye, these kinds of eye, I can't resist them. Don't you feel like it give you some courages? And some funs? And also hopes? This eye had given me hope, lots of hopes, in a long time. This eye, sees me when I'm crazy, when I'm happy, when I'm beaten up, when I'm laughing, whenever. This eye too, drops tears in front of me and behind my back, for me, and because me. What do I want to say to it? I don't want to say anything. This eye can see right into my head. It can see trough my mind. I can't do those things tough, but I know what does this eye say. It says, "Don't leave my side, forever."

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"seventh"

yo, coming up the time
so crucial moments wait
hopes lie there
even future lies there too
some days for one eight two five
don't make even one mistake
the price is too high to take
mistake leads the wrong way
wrong way bring disasters, right away

for one nine four five
for one piece of peace

Save My Precious

a woman's crying

in the damn morning

when she just going out

with her son to walk out

suddenly the tears bursting out

it's a normal day

same like another day

but the different is

what happened with his husband

he walked out the warm

went to work the farm

when a hidden man with arm

locked on him without warning

when the wife walked

from the house she wanted

to tell her love "take care dear"

the pain is just unbearable

right on front of her eyes

a bullet from the sniper's arms

goin' straight trough dead

in her husband's head

she cries out loudly

the sound echoes 'till the heaven may

but the cold arm still conscious

locked on her one precious

and the next strike

like a thunder on the day

on her right lies her husband

and on the left her son

that's kind of normal now

everyday lot of people know

that kind of scene happen everywhere

in the place we call it 'Gaza'