Pengemis

Terkapar, terbaring di alam kelam

Menghinakan diri dengan mengiba

Terduduk, terdiam di ujung teras

Menghinakan diri dengan merayu

Tersenyum, tertawa di ujung meja

Menghinakan diri dengan komisi

Kita-kita adalah pengemis

Pengemis dalam berbagai dimensi dan makna

Pengemis uang, cinta, dan proyek

Tersenyum bila berhasil;

tertawa dalam kesenangan;

membenci bila terkapar dan terhentak

Dendam timbul dalam kalbu

"Kita bukan malaikat."

Kita adalah pengemis

Dunia

Kita larut dalam aliran kenikmatan

Tertawa dalam kegembiraan

Bersantap dalam kerakusan

Hadir sekelam kata di hati

Kita sadar tapi kita mimpi

Kita mimpi tapi kita sadar

Sayangnya kita tak pernah sadar

Tanpa mimpi...inilah kita...

Manusia bodoh yang tak pernah berpikir

Hidup Bahagia

Setiap manusia punya rahasia.

Setiap wajah memiliki cerita.

Kita hidup bukan untuk diisi oleh gumpalan duka.

Kita manusia yang berisi tak ada; dan hidup untuk ada.

Maka isilah dengan aliran bahagia

Aku

Aku mencari kata di antara siluet

Mencoba untuj mengartikan wujud

Bukan untuk beraksi ataupun bereaksi

Tapi hanya sekedar melepas dahaga

untuk mengisi kekosongan

Aku si lapar yang rakus

Aku pengasah kesempatan di antara kesempitan

Aku kalian yang tak disebutkan

Manusia-manusia Kembar

Aku dapati manusia-manusia kembar di sekelilingku.

Ekspresi kembar di mana-mana

Jiwa kembar di dunia ini.

Semua bergerak dengan nuansa sama.

Kekuasaan dan harta telah merantai kita.

Hanya bisa memandang tanpa makna.

Semua bisa...diam.

Tahu, tapi menganggap tidak tahu adalah mulia.

Tidak tahu, tapi menganggap tahu adalah hina.

Inilah dunia kita.

Dunia dengan ekspresi kuasa dan harta.

Dunia yang memiliki dua sisi.

Diam...tanpa suara.

Semua berputar tanpa arti dan kemudian...mati...diam lagi...

Hilang

Ku kehilangan sesuatu putih.

Tak berupa...

Tak berbentuk...

Tak berwujud...

Aku susuri lorong dan gorong.

Aku jenguk diriku.

Manakah ia?

Aku telusuri pinggiran jiwa.

Aku dapati manusia-manusia sepertiku.

Kehilangan...

Jiwa kami tertolong dan merintih.

Kami berjalan dalam gelap dan suram.

Sesuatu telah hilang dari diri kami.

...Kemurnian...

The Color Rhapsody

Brown and white. They remind me of one night.

The sky is empty, with no starlight.

You came, and make it bright.

Some find me blue, 

some find me grey.

Only those who see me through, 

find a color no one can display.

You don't need any effort, 

to find red in blood, 

or green in the grass.

But what's special to you is to find pink in the sun, 

and turquoise in stones.

In my sleep, dreams are yellow, 

and the road is orange.

It was just a simple hello, 

but my cheeks suddenly went strange.

The next song is fuschia.

Pray the notes of the violet.

Feed the Gods Ambrosia.

And drinks the champagne of Cloudlet.

Remember the song of crimson, 

the shriek of black,

and the whisper of grey.

The pale look of poison,

the golden Goddess' back,

and the amber of prey.

Worry is dark blue,

thank is pink,

happiness is folly, 

money is taupe.

Insanity covers calamity.

Rufors mold the drained blood.

Fawn, and beige, and dark brown.

Amaranth, and feldgrau, and myrtle.

Taste the melon and the honeydew.

Touch magenta, and feel the rain shower.

Lick magic mint, and listen to the silent brow.

Dance the mustard rhapsody, tickle the indigo's ribs.

My Family

They were born in heaven.

The heaven is called my heart.

My heart was formerly earth.

Ever since they were born,

I called it "heaven."

Those people,

not necessarily bound by blood,

but bound by heart.

They are the sun of my soil,

and the yellow to my banana.

The rain to my throat,

and the cherry on my cake.

The hot in my cold, 

and the sweet in my bitter.

They are the humans I treasure.

Segalamu

Gelak tawamu seperti kaca,

mencuri denting-denting curahan surga.

Suaramu...

Ah, bergemuruh di telingaku.

Kamu berparuh tajam, aku bertelinga panjang.

Kita tak cocok.

Tapi tak apa. Ini bumi, bukan bulan.

Sampai tulang-tulangku usang,

aku ingin kulit kepalaku tetap terlihat di bawah hidungmu.

Dan aroma pagi tetap tercium di ketiakmu.

Kulit jangat kasar dan bulu jempol, siapa peduli?

Hatimu lembut, dan otakmu tak berbulu.

Aku suka. Biarkan bintang-bintang dan bulan cemburu.

Bolongan hidungmu, tenggerkan di batang hidungku.

Ujung jarimu, telusuri kulit kepalaku,

buat aku bosan dengan bindang-bintang dan Ian Somerhalder.

Bibir atas hangat, 

bibir bawah pahit.

Liur gula dan napas dingin. 

Bolehkah?

Kuku besar, kuku panjang.

Mata bintitan dan juga bau mulut.

Memang keanpa?

Aku mau keriput tanganmu menggesek kulit jangatku.

Membabi buta.

Oh, aku lebih buta dari babi.

Kamu lebih bau dari babi. Hahaha, kita cocok.

Seperti malaikat yang salah mendarat di tepi bak sampah.

Bohong. Tipu aku lagi dengan emas murahan.

Aku tak mau emas.

Aku mau kamu, pria berbau pagi.

Karena bunyi napasmu serupa melodi burung parit.

Dan rambut rontokmu seperti remahan Orea.

Manis, mengundang peluk, merangsang liur.

Kalau oksigen bosan tinggal di paru-parumu, panggil aku.

Pakai paru punyaku dan oksigen akan memelukmu sampai parumu kekenyangan.

Rentang bumi dan surga bukan apa-apanya. 

Jarak telingamu dari jantungku juga bukan apa-apanya.

Gendang telingamu menyukai irama jantungku?

Apa kamu menyukai melodi nyanyian jantung?

Kuharap ya. Karena jantung ini bernyanyi untuk gendang telingamu.

Urat-uratmu menonjol. Apakah segitu beratnya merinduku?

Tak apa, bukan? Otot hatimu akan kuat ketika aku jauh.

Aku menelusuri tubuhmu.

Kau tanya bagian terpenting?

Ketiakmu. Aroma ketiakmu seperti aroma pagu.

Oh, jangan tertawakan seleraku.

Kabel dan tiang BTS. Untuk apa?

Udara menjadi media tercepat bagi aromamu sampai ke lubang hidungku.

Otak ini mencandu segalamu.

So one day, I'll stop driving to the end of the road where the rainbow stands,

stop looking for signs,

stop looking for the last piece of a chocolate ganache cupcake,

and stop asking for strawberry juice.

One day, I'll feel content with myself.

And that day, I'll stop chasing you.

I want to meet somebody like me

Wears his past well, yet in love, he still believes

Take vacations inside books and movies, but eventually comes home to me

Knows who he is and who he wants to be

Has spent years drafting his story,

making edits, and rewriting regularly

I know how the saying goes,

but there's only one fish in my sea

He's amiable and outgoing,

thoughtful and smart,

Might not be an artist, 

but he looks like a work of art

He's playful like summer and affectionate like fall

I might not be Cinderella, but he's the Prince Charming at the ball

I'm not sure who you are and where to find you,

but it would be really nice to meet you

The type of man that I want ...
Well, it's easier said than had 
And it's been taking a while now

Don't worry; I'm not in a rush 
I believe that the higher power knows something that I can't see 

He's smart and funny 
Gentle and so kind 
Can sometimes read my mind 
Gives me peace, comfort, and a sense of security
Always makes me feel wanted 

He's my home:
The one whom I run to when days are dark and foggy 
And when I need someone to tell about the metallic unicorn keychain I just bought

He's my home:
On the days when we sit in silence 
And even after we had a long night of debate 

Oh, he loves to tell me how he feels
And I do too 
He said, "I like that we are an open book to each other"

With him, there's no room for second-guessing 
He says exactly what he means 
And because we're good partners

I clean, and he cooks

He doesn't whisper I love you 
Because he said it loud like it was a daily announcement 
You know, similar to the one you hear at school before recess 

And even if it takes a really long time to meet him
I know he'll love the woman I'm becoming

i know someday 

i will fall in love with a man,

and he's my future husband

he's a deep thinker:

he thinks about his future,

he thinks about his family,

he thinks about me

every morning i woke up next to him

and he never forgets to give me a soft peck on the cheek

he said, "i love you more every day"

oh, how i wish i could be in his arm for the whole day

in response, i said, "i love you too, darling"

we got up from bed, then i made him a cup of latte

it's warm, just like his voice when he calls our children

it's sweet, just like his smile and laughter i got to steal

and it's strong, strong enough to make me stick with him in every fight--even though he's strong-headed, just like me

and every day we go to work, 

we part ways,

we kiss goodbye,

and i swear,

i swear that every time we kiss,

it tastes like another beautiful century with him

by being with him, i discover the true meaning of the word happiness

and here's to the good times we're going to have

if you're not going to be involved in this,

then there's no point in being involved

this is a team,
and for so long, I've been the only player here

maybe it's just bad timing; I don't know what else is going on in your life,
and perhaps this is not the right time,
or maybe I'm a bad fit

but when you are ready, I will still be here

just give me a call