anraissa - Hello Poetry

Aku rasa aku naif bila percaya memiliki sepanjang masa bersamamu, Suatu saat kau akan pergi, hal ini kusadari Bahkan sejak waktuku denganmu masih terlalu sedikit. Namun aku tidak mau mengirit, aku mau menghabiskan selamanya samamu. Hatiku, perih, sendiri Tertinggal - Maka aku memintamu, tolong bawalah aku selalu Kalau tidak, Aku takut rinduku semakin berat Sehingga tidak dapat diobati.

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Feb 24, 2021

Feb 24, 2021 at 6:02 PM UTC

anraissa

Tanpamu, Rinduku

Aku rasa aku naif bila percaya memiliki sepanjang masa bersamamu, Suatu saat kau akan pergi, hal ini kusadari Bahkan sejak waktuku denganmu masih terlalu sedikit. Namun aku tidak mau mengirit, aku mau menghabiskan selamanya samamu. Hatiku, perih, sendiri Tertinggal - Maka aku memintamu, tolong bawalah aku selalu Kalau tidak, Aku takut rinduku semakin berat Sehingga tidak dapat diobati.

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ada rasa haru, mungkin rindu saat ku pejam mata karena disitu, sentuhmu membelenggu dekapmu masih erat kecupmu masih di bibirku memori yang berputar berlari secepat angin yang merambah rambutku saat ku terduduk diboncengmu aku tidak memandang kebelakang aku tidak akan memandang kebelakang namun sejumput rasa tertinggal tak ingat untuk dibawa pergi bersama pisahmu dan kini yang tersisa, hanya belaka

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May 28, 2018

May 28, 2018 at 2:02 PM UTC

anraissa

Rambah Belaka

ada rasa haru, mungkin rindu saat ku pejam mata karena disitu, sentuhmu membelenggu dekapmu masih erat kecupmu masih di bibirku memori yang berputar berlari secepat angin yang merambah rambutku saat ku terduduk diboncengmu aku tidak memandang kebelakang aku tidak akan memandang kebelakang namun sejumput rasa tertinggal tak ingat untuk dibawa pergi bersama pisahmu dan kini yang tersisa, hanya belaka

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What would you like to call it? Abandon? Ignorance? Name it. It's this part where nobody care about what you're doing, what you're thinking, or what you're feeling. It's the part where you don't know what you're doing, because you forget who you are. It's the part where time didn't make sense, because nothing is. It's the part where you feel nothing, because you are lost. Tell me, where is this coming from? When will I find clarity? When will I find truth? When will I find, another you? When will I come back again?

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Apr 15, 2017

Apr 15, 2017 at 12:13 AM UTC

anraissa

Me and The Rest

What would you like to call it? Abandon? Ignorance? Name it. It's this part where nobody care about what you're doing, what you're thinking, or what you're feeling. It's the part where you don't know what you're doing, because you forget who you are. It's the part where time didn't make sense, because nothing is. It's the part where you feel nothing, because you are lost. Tell me, where is this coming from? When will I find clarity? When will I find truth? When will I find, another you? When will I come back again?

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A space A hole A pain Emptiness Some said, it's because something is missing in our life. That something is usually the loved one, who is gone out of our life. Or the emptiness might stem from abandoning ourselves, not listening to our own hopes and desires. We might feel numb and alone as well. Nothing is enough. Nothing is exciting. Maybe i have a depression. Maybe all i need is more love. Maybe i'm just playing trick, to fool myself.

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Feb 12, 2017

Feb 12, 2017 at 1:16 AM UTC

anraissa

Untitled

A space A hole A pain Emptiness Some said, it's because something is missing in our life. That something is usually the loved one, who is gone out of our life. Or the emptiness might stem from abandoning ourselves, not listening to our own hopes and desires. We might feel numb and alone as well. Nothing is enough. Nothing is exciting. Maybe i have a depression. Maybe all i need is more love. Maybe i'm just playing trick, to fool myself.

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I never loved September Ever It was always an ugly month for me Somehow it's full of bad luck And unpleasant things happened There's no joy in that month Summer ended Relationships tore apart Days full of bore And silence is everywhere the air is I hate it Maybe i was cursed Maybe the month hates me So does the weather, the skies And the leaves that fall from tree Although, one thing did love me A man from September You know who you are You know its about you You know i was cursed And yet you love me too

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Dec 27, 2016

Dec 27, 2016 at 11:29 AM UTC

anraissa

Sep/tem/ber

I never loved September Ever It was always an ugly month for me Somehow it's full of bad luck And unpleasant things happened There's no joy in that month Summer ended Relationships tore apart Days full of bore And silence is everywhere the air is I hate it Maybe i was cursed Maybe the month hates me So does the weather, the skies And the leaves that fall from tree Although, one thing did love me A man from September You know who you are You know its about you You know i was cursed And yet you love me too

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They said, there are 12 stages of falling in love; The 1st stage, initial attraction – recognizing that, for whatever reason, you'd potentially like to be with this person. The 2nd stage, investigation – finding out more about the person to evaluate whether they'd be right for you. The 3rd stage, friendship – establishing friendly relations with the person in hopes of getting to know them better. The 4th stage, envy – wishing that it was you that was spending more time with the person. The 5th stage, embarrassment – being flustered around the person, trying to avoid them because you know they make you nervous. The 6th stage, bravery – owning up to the fact that you are falling deeper and deeper for the person at hand. The 7th stage, lust – becoming even more physically attracted to the person in the hopes of getting them in bed. The 8th stage, hope – being convinced that there is a chance for you and waiting for the right time to take a shot. The 9th stage, confession – admitting to the person that you have fallen completely head-over-heels for them. The 10th stage, comfort – falling completely at ease with the person ; being able to tell them anything/do anything with them. The 11th stage, planning – looking ahead to the future with the person. The 12th stage, bliss – complete, utter and total happiness shared by the both of you. Was it ever so true? That we can define love after we feel an internal affection, or a sudden burst of happiness every time we see that person, or feeling like we couldn't live without the person. Was it love? Tell me, what's even love? Does it happens from the chemistrical feeling that occurs to the body of both men and women? Or does it happens spontaneously without a reason? As if it were just like that? Tell me is love a lie that mankind made up or truly, a holy divine feeling that God created?

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Nov 26, 2016

Nov 26, 2016 at 1:14 AM UTC

anraissa

Stages of Love

They said, there are 12 stages of falling in love; The 1st stage, initial attraction – recognizing that, for whatever reason, you'd potentially like to be with this person. The 2nd stage, investigation – finding out more about the person to evaluate whether they'd be right for you. The 3rd stage, friendship – establishing friendly relations with the person in hopes of getting to know them better. The 4th stage, envy – wishing that it was you that was spending more time with the person. The 5th stage, embarrassment – being flustered around the person, trying to avoid them because you know they make you nervous. The 6th stage, bravery – owning up to the fact that you are falling deeper and deeper for the person at hand. The 7th stage, lust – becoming even more physically attracted to the person in the hopes of getting them in bed. The 8th stage, hope – being convinced that there is a chance for you and waiting for the right time to take a shot. The 9th stage, confession – admitting to the person that you have fallen completely head-over-heels for them. The 10th stage, comfort – falling completely at ease with the person ; being able to tell them anything/do anything with them. The 11th stage, planning – looking ahead to the future with the person. The 12th stage, bliss – complete, utter and total happiness shared by the both of you. Was it ever so true? That we can define love after we feel an internal affection, or a sudden burst of happiness every time we see that person, or feeling like we couldn't live without the person. Was it love? Tell me, what's even love? Does it happens from the chemistrical feeling that occurs to the body of both men and women? Or does it happens spontaneously without a reason? As if it were just like that? Tell me is love a lie that mankind made up or truly, a holy divine feeling that God created?

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Selamat pagi Aku kira hari ini berbeda Aku kira hari ini kita berdua Akan kembali Bersatu lagi Tapi venus pergi Meninggalkan hampa Dan secerca air mata Kamu berkata ingin berhenti Untuk sementara Selamat pagi Mungkin tadi hanya mimpi Tentu saja tidak Semuanya asli Semuanya benar terjadi Seperti ombak yang memecah karang Rusak dan terhanyut Ke dasar laut Aku tenggelam terdiam Dan engkau berlari pergi Selamat malam Cukup sudah Aku tidak ingin hariku lagi Selamat malam Bangunkan aku Bila kamu tlah kembali

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Oct 8, 2016

Oct 8, 2016 at 12:16 AM UTC

anraissa

Selamat Pagi Selamat Malam

Selamat pagi Aku kira hari ini berbeda Aku kira hari ini kita berdua Akan kembali Bersatu lagi Tapi venus pergi Meninggalkan hampa Dan secerca air mata Kamu berkata ingin berhenti Untuk sementara Selamat pagi Mungkin tadi hanya mimpi Tentu saja tidak Semuanya asli Semuanya benar terjadi Seperti ombak yang memecah karang Rusak dan terhanyut Ke dasar laut Aku tenggelam terdiam Dan engkau berlari pergi Selamat malam Cukup sudah Aku tidak ingin hariku lagi Selamat malam Bangunkan aku Bila kamu tlah kembali

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Aku ingat awalnya Mimpi itu aku simpan Mimpi itu aku timbun Aku tidak berasumsi Aku tidak berekspektasi Tapi kau datang Di malam yang tidak kusangka Mencari celah untuk masuk Mencari cara untuk dekat Ya, kamu waktu itu Saat awal mula tahun ini Secepat angin ku ada di pelukmu Ku terbaring di kasur Ku merasa hangatmu Ku ada di sisimu Ku memilikimu Mungkin memang benar, kata Kafka waktu itu "He who seeks does not find, but he who does not seek will be found." Memang mungkin, tak perlu susah payah tak perlu menunggu apalagi mencari Karena bila takdir Ia akan datang sendiri

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Sep 24, 2016

Sep 24, 2016 at 8:16 AM UTC

anraissa

Mencari & Menemukan

Aku ingat awalnya Mimpi itu aku simpan Mimpi itu aku timbun Aku tidak berasumsi Aku tidak berekspektasi Tapi kau datang Di malam yang tidak kusangka Mencari celah untuk masuk Mencari cara untuk dekat Ya, kamu waktu itu Saat awal mula tahun ini Secepat angin ku ada di pelukmu Ku terbaring di kasur Ku merasa hangatmu Ku ada di sisimu Ku memilikimu Mungkin memang benar, kata Kafka waktu itu "He who seeks does not find, but he who does not seek will be found." Memang mungkin, tak perlu susah payah tak perlu menunggu apalagi mencari Karena bila takdir Ia akan datang sendiri

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Kata itu, sebuah aksara yang dapat tertuliskan hanya dengan tatapan. Dari hati sebuah mahluk yang manusiawi. Tanpanya hati ini mungkin tak berisi. Tak memiliki arti, juga kegembiraan yang selalu ku-nanti - Aulia Rifqi Ramadhan

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Sep 19, 2016

Sep 19, 2016 at 6:58 AM UTC

anraissa

Dia

Kata itu, sebuah aksara yang dapat tertuliskan hanya dengan tatapan. Dari hati sebuah mahluk yang manusiawi. Tanpanya hati ini mungkin tak berisi. Tak memiliki arti, juga kegembiraan yang selalu ku-nanti - Aulia Rifqi Ramadhan

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Jika malam berbicara mengenai cintanya terhadap rembulan Tak perlu kau berkata lagi melalui isyarat ataupun senandung Cukuplah diam dan resapi setiap kecupan diantara angin malam Dan jangan ganggu bintang karena mereka nyaman dan tenang dalam kejauhan Biarlah malam yang melengkapimu Menjagamu dalam tidurmu Pengantar untuk segala mimpimu Semoga Tuhan bersamamu sampai fajar berikutnya

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Sep 15, 2016

Sep 15, 2016 at 5:13 AM UTC

anraissa

Malam

Jika malam berbicara mengenai cintanya terhadap rembulan Tak perlu kau berkata lagi melalui isyarat ataupun senandung Cukuplah diam dan resapi setiap kecupan diantara angin malam Dan jangan ganggu bintang karena mereka nyaman dan tenang dalam kejauhan Biarlah malam yang melengkapimu Menjagamu dalam tidurmu Pengantar untuk segala mimpimu Semoga Tuhan bersamamu sampai fajar berikutnya

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