Sahabat..
orang yang selalu ada disaatku bahagia
maupun didalam kepiluan
Orang yang selalu membuatku kesal tapi aku tak menyesal mengenalmu
Orang yang tak pernah lelah mendengarkan ribuan ceritaku yang sama
Kini saatnya aku pergi sementara
Membawa kenangan yang tak lekang oleh waktu
Sahabat Jalan..
Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 7:08 AM UTC
I feel alone in my school
I feel alone in my home
I feel alone...
until I meet you someday
and you would change my life
Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 6:15 AM UTC
You always compared your head to an unsafe neighborhood, somewhere you shouldn’t go alone, but I want to reach inside and take out whatever I can find because I have seen the light in you and if you let me I will show you where to find it whenever you forget.
Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 2:51 AM UTC
Fall in love!
That’s all I can say for now and all the advice I can give, fall in love!
With what, with whom, or how you do it, well, that doesn’t matter. What matters is that you fall in love.
After you have done that (the falling in love part), everything else is unimportant.
Yes, there are things like:
The first poem you write it has to gush out of your soul like a stream of water that just found its way from a deep cave; turbulent, fast, and impure at the same time!
It has to contain every piece of your soul in it, cause that’s what poetry really is, your soul morphed into a different thing, morphed into a black ink that slithers on a white page, imprinting yourself on it.
But these are details, only details that you will be doing unconsciously, whether you like it or not!
The first poem you will be writing won’t be smart; but it doesn’t have to be smart, structured, or even good!
What it needs to be, is YOU! You, and no one else! No Frost or Bukowski; No Poe or Neruda; No Whitman or Baudelaire; No Keats or Yeats… or anything of their kind.
Cause trust me, if you are able to keep being yourself while writing it, your first poem will be better than any other poem written by any of them, and whoever says otherwise, is a liar! (and probably hates you)
Your first poem will contain all the hate, joy, pain, greed and fear you’ve ever felt, and yet, it will turn out to be the most beautiful thing you’ve ever did; the most beautiful thing you’ve ever had.
But, enough of my nonsense;
Start writing, start falling…
Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 2:50 AM UTC
Hello my first poem!
I will try to "writing" right now..
Not only use my hands but with love..
When everything start with love..
All the things will easier..
I'm looking for someone who someday would be like to "writing" the poem for me.. with love not just hands♥
Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 2:31 AM UTC