KebebasanItuMeluruhJalanNyataMalam ini kami berpetualang lintasss galaksi menuju dimensi selain bimasakti. Kami bosan disini, terlalu banyak rumusan empiris dalam berperilaku, atau mungkin juga karena di nyata dunia kami mulai bosan dengan satu identitas saja.. hehe.. *skip! Perjalanan pun kami mulai dengan mengitari bumi pada porosnya sebanyaak 13 kali lalu meluncur menuju wormhole dengan kecepatan 666jt kbps. Di sekejap menit di dalam wormhole kami rasakan sensasi tropis ayahuasca dan LSD yang racuni sadar akan kenyataan busuknya nyata. Ahh syittt.. skip lagi sajalah bagian ini. Di dalam roket magenta bergaris cyan berpucuk kuning, kami melintasi berbagai macam planet berbentuk prisma dan berwarna pelangi. Tak Kasat mata kami serasa melihat jutaan metriks bertumpuk menjadi satu sebagai unsur pembentuknya.KebebasanItuMeluruhJalanNyata6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
mmKAY, sekian basa-basinya!
Akhirnya (setelah kami mulai cukup sadar tuk mengingat nama kami masing-masing) mendaratlah roket kami di sebuah planet berbentuk oval dengan benjolan di sekelilingnya. Berada
kebun kopi.Hujaman asap, dentingan debu, bahkan singitnya ibu kota terasa mendarah daging. Ketika semua fana, biru pun beralih menjadi hijau nan jernih. Tetap tampak semangat berkilau rupa. Sepasang ilalang bermain ceria dengan butiran butiran embun. Cerita ini seakan kosong. Kosong dengan isinya yang berwarna. Namun rimbunmu tiada henti, jentikan jari terasa harmonis ketika kenyamanan bangkit. Apakah engkau si kebun? Tetap fana dan sesekali nyata. Kebunku, ceritakan segalanya dengan detail. Ceritakan bahwa ketika semuanya simetris, akhirnya ada yang padam dan berawal dengan indah. Kebun, tumbuhkan aku dengan iramamu wahai kebun. Dongenglah cara tumbuhmu dengan singkat dan berarti. Kapilaritas dalam darahmu melumpuhkan gumpalan insulin hingga aku tetap terjaga untuk memandang agapeku wahai kebun. Yakinlah, aroma putih itu sebuah altruisme hingga hentak rantingmu menyadarkanku. Dan akhirnya ketika terpatah semuanya begitu basah. Rekam, ingat, dan ulang. Terkontinuitas setiap hari untuk membkebun kopi.6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Kiss Me, Kill MeYour beauty, it's elegant, yet,Kiss Me, Kill Me5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's filled with nothing but deceit.
Your eyes, they show
it's just one big lie.
Your kiss, it's cold, sends
Shivers down my spine,
Yet, they seem so real.
Your smile, it shines brightly,
Yet, it's filled with darkness.
Your presence it's calming,
Yet, it's frightening,
I freeze up with time.
This all means one thing-
You're my end. So,
Kiss me, kill me.
Time once spent happily, but
It burnt away. And, I was
Blindly, foolishly miserable.
Hatred from you resides in me,
You haunt my dreams.. I want to wake.
Your lips, they whisper the truth,
and it is oh so dreadful.
Your formidable plan,
Message?Phone,Message?5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All these ways of communication,
And not a single message from you.
Let Me BeLet Me BeLet Me Be6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Youre like a sad song
You pull me down
A twisted melody
But the words make me see
That Im not alone in my misery
And it doesnt help
That you wont let me be
I need to get out
I need to be free
Youre like a pill
You drag me out
But you make me sane
And when I try to get away
Its only you who can stop the pain
And it doesnt help
That you wont let me be
I need to get out
I need to be free
Youre like a blade
You cut me to pieces
Every word; another stab
But when I try to run away
Something forces me to stay
And it doesnt help
That you wont let me be
I need to get out
I need to be free
Cukup Mati SajaBelum cukup matikah aku untukmu, sayangCukup Mati Saja7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Kau benam aku dalam lumpur,
Paksa aku minum air tinja
injak kepalaku dan meninjunya dibagian belakang
Kau ingin aku mati dalam hidup
Aku sudah terlalu mati
tapi kau bangunkan aku lagi, hidupkan lagi, mati lagi
bukan seperti matinya seorang rasul di tempat tidur
matiku adalah matinya seorang penjahat setelah bersenggama di kasur
kadang kau iba, tapi kau kembali jahannam
kau terus ingin bercinta di hari malam
dan kau ingin terus menyiksa, memaksa kepala ini terbenam
betapa saat itu aku ingin hidup,
karena bagiku hidup adalah kematian...tanpa bangun lagi
-mereka memang ingin hidup, tapi mereka ceroboh dan mereka bodoh-
Torn between.... the man I loved, and the man who loves me.Torn between.4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a cool night, but I didn't feel cold at all. You were beside me, that protective stance so dominant it scared January's chill away. You led me into the night, and unknowingly to him, the man I used to love. Used to love because I had no choice but to let go. The woman who sat beside him now is no rival but a dear, dear friend. Even before I lifted my eyes to meet his, she smiled at me and said hello. He must understand, I had to let him go. Now you look at me, unconscious of the memories that broke free in my mind, taking their turns slowly in my consciousness, and most painfully. Irony is no friend. And fate? I cannot tell. Of all nights, of all places, of all the rows of seats that presented themselves before us, you had to choose two behind theirs. And as the angelic voices drifted off stage and hovered around us, I caught his glances, one after another. And guilt came seeping up my spine. You talked and laughed as we made conver
..Why Can't I Be With You?...Leaves come, for me its just too normal,..Why Can't I Be With You?...6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As the clouds roll, and the soft rain falls,
Slowly, breathing in this emptiness
Im lost for this
Walking in the clouded mist
Where have you gone? Why do I have to be so alone?
I want to be free,
Not walking on the ground beneath me.
Tears fall, leaves crawl
In deep sorrow.
No one to see at all,
So I cry my mourning call,
Why cant I be with you?
Lying under the ground like you?
I want to be with you
Watching over them too, I am
Reaching for you, breathing for you.
Faithless DreamsFaithless Dreams7 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
I asked God, "Why won't my dreams come true?" And He answered, "Well, that's all up to you."
I felt alone and forgotten when I told Him so, "Why aren't you here when my days are tough?" He said to me, "I wanted to use your faith to make your dreams, but you never gave enough."
For "Him"Let me day dream,For "Him"7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For just a moment now,
One love, one man,
One silent "wow."
Strong, yet gentle,
Smart, yet wise.
A man of God,
Found in his eyes.
For "him" I wait,
And not go astray.
It is not for me,
But for "him" that day.
Do not you think?!
I am just for you!
There's no other one,
Who will have me too.
My eyes are pure,
My body is clean,
No sin to destroy,
In all that I've seen.
You cannot lose hope!
That'd affect me!
I promise to wait,
Oh so patiently.
I will bring you good,
Not harm or abhor.
Does not that include,
Even now and before?
It is not I that I think about,
It is for "him" I wait.
For "he" is worth it,
My love and soul-mate.
Love is patient,
Love is kind,
A virtous woman?
Who can find?
She's worth far more than rubies,
Have you not heard?
She loves the Lord,
She reads the Word.
Charm is deceptive,
Beauty is vain,
But a woman who fears the Lord,
Yes, she'll remain.
I tell you this,
I will not run.
I know what I'm praying for,
And I believe "he" will come.
Your bad dayYour bad day8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You say: "I had a bad day"
And you think that you have collected a year of horrible days.
Your eyes are fireless.
You have a ruined face.
Are you ok?
In front of the mirror you can't laugh of yourself no more.
You try to write intense texts
but then you slam the papers away and the poetry is gone.
Hey you need a wind and sky holiday.
And so where is the passion when you need it the most?
You work at a believable smile
while you drink your coffee
and you always go for the same way
hoping that a miracle invests you
Like a car accident in the middle of the road.
But then you kick the leaves away and the magic is lost.
You cover your hands and look in the air
You puff and you trace another sign on the paper
then you stop everything
and go out for a walk.
You want the real love but you hate yourself
can't stand the sun when the couples kiss.
You say you don't know
you swear you not lie.
You turn your head and look at the sky
as a creature in the cage would do.
And you know you could be well
I ask myselfI ask myself9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I always ask myself
what time is it and I think that
I'm already too tired;
I always think that's too
early, or too
or to talk.
on me like
I looked for love in your
in the kind line of your
I understood that it'll
Now I breathe only the air
that I want, and if it's not enough
I don't care;
oxygen's presence is
indifferent to me.
My body don't ask me nothing
I finished to cry
now, if you want
talk to me but
listen to yourself while you do it.
che ore sono e penso che
sono già troppo stanca;
penso che è sempre troppo
presto, o troppo
o per parlare.
Il tempo mi
scivola addosso come
Ho cercato l'amore nei tuoi
nella linea dolce della tua
ho capito già che non
Adesso respiro solo l'aria
che voglio, e se non è abbastanza
me ne frego;
la presenza di ossigeno mi è
Deep Red SeaDeep Red Sea8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hear someone calls my name
In the distant Land of Nowhere.
I leave my life, I leave my pain,
I leave it all behind, so I may go there.
When I pick up the shiny knife
I hear the strange voices and their temptation,
Those crazy thoughts go through my mind
And then I realize there's no salvation.
My white silk wrists I start to see
And I observe those green blue rivers.
As I commit the act, appears a deep red sea,
Beginning to get cold, my all body shivers.
The strange voices I used to hear,
They have become my only companions.
No one knows that we are here
And what they did to me, now I do to others.
I still remember my last breath…
How many times I've wondered how it would be!
I recall thinking: "Is this Death?"
As I laid down in that deep red sea…
Now I understand how easy it is
To loose your soul in that such confusion.
The strange but calming voices I used to hear,
They were nothing but mere souls of illusion…
si tuan nyalang...si tuan nyalang6 years ago in Other More Like This
aku hentak kakiku di dasar jurang
jalang lang lang lang lang
sudah cukup terpuruk jatuhku ini,
masih juga kau terus mendorongku
mau diapakan lagi, tuan?
tubuh telanjang menggigilku ini?
salahkan lagi peluhku,
salahkan lagi igauku,
salahkan lagi laraku,
aih, matamu nyalang sekali, tuan..
kemana dunia pelangi dulu itu,
kenapa jadi sumur gelap begini?
dan kenapa kita tidak terbang seperti dulu,
kemana lagi aku harus jatuh untuk melayang lagi?
ahh tuan, maaf saya banyak tanya, matamu makin nyalang..
cukup kau selimuti aku,
cukup kau dengar ceritaku,
cukup kau sentuh aku..
(kalau tuan mau,
kita lewati dulu malam sepi berhujan ini,
lalu besok cari pelangi
kalu tuan tidak mau, ahh..
tinggal dorong aku lagi. dan ahh..
ThrowAwayAnyPotentialYouHave.From birds eye view I could see you flying so low (Solo)ThrowAwayAnyPotentialYouHave.8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And the truth is your bodys shaking and...
I'm not listening or caring.
Is it nice to lose all feeling in your face?
(those lips will never let a word slip out after this)
"Your secrets safe Baby"
I'll swipe this smirk with a look of deep desperation.
Your backbone is persistant.
Slow Down My Precious CargoToday I caught myself being daringSlow Down My Precious Cargo8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Leaning in dangerously too far
How I got the courage too....
So lets take this all the way
Or until we both freeze up
Glued, fixed in a dead on stare.
"You make me so nervous", it slipped right out i swear.
Lets see whos "beat" can win this race.
At the moment were both ahead of the tempo.
Manhattan HufferIm the Manhattan Huffer,Manhattan Huffer8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
CO2 Inhaler 2006
Process through my esophagus.
How I crave my deadly air.
100,000 tiny crystals in formation.
They dance inside this needle.
Im going to convulse until these old lungs forget to function.
And since we all love bumper cars,
Lets dare to drink.
Lets dare to drive.
Isnt it exciting?
To be a threat to windshields and wood.
I bet its a thrill to examine them upclose.
(If you keep this up Kid,youll be examined upclose.Under microscopes and knives.)
Maybe if youre lucky, the glass wont hurt as bad.
Maybe if youre lucky, youll make it home alive.
Draw.Freeze.Collapse.Breathe.Paper cuts thin out toDraw.Freeze.Collapse.Breathe.8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
those patheic excuse for a "Winning you back" lectures on those countless papers.
"Blahblahblah I want sympathy."
Was the loudest message received.
Nothings changed, I feel the same.
"Calculations must have gone wrong somewhere..."
Starts with a y--.
I'm sure you'll figure it out eventually.
This is Handguns vs Hands Down
Winter vs Water
Balance Beam vs Buckling Knees
turnarounds and ballgownsTonight it's you, me and our designers who dolled us up to fit this sceneturnarounds and ballgowns8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Waltzing in circular pattern diamonds and pearls threaded around necks like nooses at a mass execution.
Romance is inhaled and exhaled like oxygen with a hint of a hallucinogen.
1's and 2's 3's and 4's minnoettes and peiroettes dancing to pretend we're happy dancing to deny pain.
(hurt will always hit with perfect aim)
Depressed with smiles pressed against teeth and lips.
Looks, stares, promises, and dares we dare to find what we call happiness on this dance floor.
(maybe something more)
This night was unwanted but still we taunted romances edge with the pledge of hips to hips.
Our crimesBreathe steady my dear...Our crimes8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
because you'll need every last one...
to sing a chorus of "i love you"...
only for my heart to hear...
Just the way the words roll of your tounge...
and slide off your half parted lips...
causes skips and second beats...
I wont regret...
and cant forget...
adds character to my day...
Hips met hips...
and we gave into...
our crimes of desire...
as we both fashion "i love you" on our lips...
and both bodies will beckon forward...
lets make the love between two hearts...
more then just a phrase...
so I guess I'm a suckerso I guess I'm a sucker9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It only took a moment
for my muscles to cry "mutiny!"
and refuse to hold me up
for that short length of time,
but you sprung into action,
catching me like a doll
and I wondered for a second
if it has been worth the fall
and whether I should reward you
with a smile and a kiss
for saving this clumsy damsel
from another instance of distress.
L1f3 0f A Wannab3 G0thL1f3 0f A Wannab3 G0th11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Life of a "Goth"…?
You see me in the corner, huddled in a ball,
Me and all my friends loiter at the mall.
I pretend to like knives and drag them on my skin,
Just enough to make a drop of blood come from within.
Only a light scar, but dark enough to see,
To show off just how suicidal I can be.
I draw stars inside circles on my hand,
I don't know what it means, but it's the symbol of my band.
In my metal group, I play my bass,
And I use black eyeliner to draw three sixes on my face.
I can't gauge my ear, so my earring isn't real,
I'm so depressed; no one knows how I feel.
I write pathetic poems about how I hate my family,
I can't do what I want and they'll never understand me.
I buy my clothes from Hot Topic because it's cool,
Even though I have friends, I choose to sit by myself in school.
The other black-haired kids call me a poser and a mistake,
But they're not like me because I'm Goth, and they're the ones who are Fake.
Will die an arabA lot of people will denyWill die an arab9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but I don't care and I will stand up high
for who am I,
and for what God chose me to be
I'll be the best I can be
Im proud to say I am an Arab with all its means
no matter what disrespect i might get
let them say savages barbarians or illiterates,
it doesn't matter to me
what matters the most is me
and how I treat thee
I treat people as individuals
Regardless their race color or religion
I am here for certain years
Then I'll disappear
To a world where only sins and deeds rule
The records are set ready for that day
You and I shall not prepare what to say
Who and what surrounds us shall speak
A moment when we are most terrified
An old good word we've said may come
Reminds us of what darkness we've lit
take my word and remember this
What makes a person special
Not the tongue that he talks by
Nor the religion he defends
It's the number of people he has helped
It's how many false he has regret
At the end with joy I would say
I was born an Arab