You are smiling with no regrets, she is sobbing her heart out. You are laughing like there is no tomorrow, she is broken to pieces like today is the last. You are dancing like a swan, she is crawling small like an ant. Oh no, you don't feel guilty. Is it a pleasure for you witnessing her in pain? Is it an achievement for you winning over someone in an unfair game? Is it a pride for you making some unfaithful scenes with an angel? Why are you doing this?
Can't I be selfish just for once? I have been feeling what she is being through. I have been in her position. Is it my fault creating a demon in one's soul without any intentions? Don't blame me, too late, I am more hurt, I am falling already.
Oh dear, I pity you. Who are you? I feel like you are a different person now, a villain disguising as a saint.
Tuesday, 19 July 2016
Saturday, 16 July 2016
Fantasi
Ketika hati ingin mendengar rasa namun pikiran masih dikurung jelas logika, memutuskan terlelap dalam mimpi menikmati indah tipuan ilusi lalu melayang oleh rayuan fana tidaklah bijaksana. Tapi garis tipis pemisah ada dan tiada tidak terlihat, apakah salah untuk merasa bahagia dalam hitungan kedip mata?
Sesaat dalam sementara biarkan fiksi ini dirangkai membuat gaduh isi kepala, menyita sadar, menyandera iba, lalu membuat kecewa beberapa. Sesekali tak usah pedulikan ketuk nyata, dosa? Karena bunyi fantasi menyatukan dalam serasi dan beda antara palsu pun asli akan menjadi rumit lainnya lagi, terpisah, tersendiri.
Sesaat dalam sementara biarkan fiksi ini dirangkai membuat gaduh isi kepala, menyita sadar, menyandera iba, lalu membuat kecewa beberapa. Sesekali tak usah pedulikan ketuk nyata, dosa? Karena bunyi fantasi menyatukan dalam serasi dan beda antara palsu pun asli akan menjadi rumit lainnya lagi, terpisah, tersendiri.
Sunday, 10 July 2016
Midnight
I am not your sun, I can't brighten your day for a more vivid light already exists in your room. I am not your star, you never look for me to decorate your night for fancy lamps have been showering your space. When the moon is alone hovering on the sky, you come to me dancing while luring with lies. Then to be fair, I seduce you with my dark magic with an intention to change you becoming somebody you never knew you could turn to be. Who to blame? Me? You? Us? Which one is worse, to have your soul but your body hugging someone there or to own your body with your soul running somewhere else? I don't know, I just feel lonely. Do I deserve to claim the whole you? This is a fiction written in the midnight.
Monday, 4 July 2016
Bintang Jatuh
Dia bersinar
Tanpa berniat
Tidak memudar
Walau terus dilihat
Pijarnya menular
Memancar terasa dekat
Dia tetap berkilap
Kilau kecil dengan efek mega
Hadirnya buat tak ingin lelap
Kantuk diubahnya jadi lega
Malam bahagia dalam gelap
Cahaya tak lagi lari dengan tega
Dia selalu bekerlip
Menyemangati lewat simpul difusi
Redup kini disalip
Hampa pun perlahan terisi
Bait harap aku selip
Agar ia tidak pergi
Dia adalah lamunan
Yang semu dalam imaji
Dia itu sempurna rekaan
Yang aku kira hanya ada dalam fiksi
Mungkin dia adalah jawaban
Dari segala ilusi
Ketika ia berkedip teduh
Aku sampaikan keinginan
Kemudian ia meluncur jauh
Mengabulkan segala doa jadi kenyataan
Ia tinggalkan langit untuk direngkuh
Menjangkauku dan setiap khayalan
Ia adalah bintang jatuh
Ingin menangkapnya, aku turut jatuh
Tanpa berniat
Tidak memudar
Walau terus dilihat
Pijarnya menular
Memancar terasa dekat
Dia tetap berkilap
Kilau kecil dengan efek mega
Hadirnya buat tak ingin lelap
Kantuk diubahnya jadi lega
Malam bahagia dalam gelap
Cahaya tak lagi lari dengan tega
Dia selalu bekerlip
Menyemangati lewat simpul difusi
Redup kini disalip
Hampa pun perlahan terisi
Bait harap aku selip
Agar ia tidak pergi
Dia adalah lamunan
Yang semu dalam imaji
Dia itu sempurna rekaan
Yang aku kira hanya ada dalam fiksi
Mungkin dia adalah jawaban
Dari segala ilusi
Ketika ia berkedip teduh
Aku sampaikan keinginan
Kemudian ia meluncur jauh
Mengabulkan segala doa jadi kenyataan
Ia tinggalkan langit untuk direngkuh
Menjangkauku dan setiap khayalan
Ia adalah bintang jatuh
Ingin menangkapnya, aku turut jatuh
Thorn
Sometimes she wonders
Is she mean?
She just needs his shoulders
She will play them clean
Rose starts to sob
Hating and calling her witch
She does not rob
He decides to ditch
She is evil
She feels gleeful in sins
She is not a devil
She just doesn't like when Rose wins
She wants to be loved
Though she has to be a thief
Her loneliness is solved
By making Rose get into mischief
It is a sweet revenge
For the pains she got
She won't avenge
If only she was cared a lot
Rose, you are beautiful
You attract bees by whistling a horn
Rose, she is awful
Remember she is a thorn
Is she mean?
She just needs his shoulders
She will play them clean
Rose starts to sob
Hating and calling her witch
She does not rob
He decides to ditch
She is evil
She feels gleeful in sins
She is not a devil
She just doesn't like when Rose wins
She wants to be loved
Though she has to be a thief
Her loneliness is solved
By making Rose get into mischief
It is a sweet revenge
For the pains she got
She won't avenge
If only she was cared a lot
Rose, you are beautiful
You attract bees by whistling a horn
Rose, she is awful
Remember she is a thorn
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