Tuesday, 29 March 2011

kosong . lagi.
hell yeah, masih saja ide semaput seperti yang punya.

Sunday, 20 March 2011

when her night that used to be so great suddenly falls into silent.the loudest silent that last.
to be remembered. to be such a memoar.
to be here. alone.
should i take a few step and just turn away?
i'm not a good player. i don't think that it's such an easy game.
i'm not that strong to be noted.
that's what she tought.

faking some smile, chin up, and be a little lady.
broken inside.
missing the place she used to hang on.
but life's changed.
so does hers.
and there's no time for being truly me.
that's what she felt.

to get lost in the place.
to keep the story inside.
and just written down in a canvas.
talking with the sky.
hoping in the rain.
missing the book she used to write.
and no regard to lay some head down.
that's why she cried inside.

but enough said.
real life can't wait.
so just put her make up on. the curtain is already open.

Thursday, 17 March 2011

selembar putih.
segelas berasap.
bau buku yang sudah lama tersimpan.

that's what i need.
sweet escape.

Tuesday, 8 March 2011

kehilangan sense untuk menulis sarkas dan memberi sedikit melankolisme yang memang dulu selalu mengalir begitu saja, adalah ironis. aku rindu menulis. mengalirkan lukisan hitam berbentuk kata dalam kanvas putih.

Ah, aku menjadi terlalu rasional. kemana rasa yang dulu selalu kutulis?

Sunday, 6 March 2011

" Bahkan mungkin kalaupun aku menangis untuk kepedulianku..
Kamu masih akan tetap bercengkrama dengan amarah "

Thursday, 3 March 2011

about being 13th

it's 13th and i'm smiling.
they say it's a bad number.
bring a bad luck.
may i hope that it won't happen to us?

it's 13th and i'm still falling
falling with the same person, and still with the same reason.
No reason.


it's 13th and I'm humming.
don't wanna say it loud that i love you.
it's a sacred word and i don't need anyone to hear it.
because when i said it too much, i know it'll lose it means slowly.
but sure.


it's 13 and i'm singing.
i know it sounds bad.
my voice. not the song.
but who cares?
i'm singing because i just want to make you laugh.
silly.
but it's always about you and me.
and this word -silly- is always  between us.

it's 13th and i'm still falling.
for you.
for my silly :)