there's a girl
who holds
the universe
in her eyes
(they aren't tired
yet)

she loves the rain
and the sound
of voices
and his eyes
and his eyes
and his eyes
and the feeling
she got
after her second
kiss

she dresses
in white
her cheeks
stained
with innocence
held high
(her tears
fall like rivers
whenever
she cries)

she
drowns in words
faded
pieces
of a thousand forests
a billion minds
and minutes
held
crumbling
and falling
through her lap
and scrawls
empty words
(the ones
she hears)
between gaps
in the pages

she
sows
an entirety
and gives them names
of all the famous writers
(she sometimes
regrets
reading them)
and caresses them
with her lips
and the words
that slip through
(they really
become
more beautiful
in the sunlight)

she
won't say the words
that need not
be said
tainting feelings
and moments
with a means of escape
(and she will hold her palm
over her ears
just to save herself
from hearing them
fall like feathers
from your lips)

she will
fall in love
with strangers
until she knows
them
(and then she will wonder
if her imagination
was actually real)

she will
write
until the moths
tire
fluttering
against a lit screen
and the butterflies
fall apart
across
a bare neck
like stars
falling into the sea

she loves
the sky
and the sea
and can't decide
on separate
entities
(confusion
mounts
and weighs her down
until she flies
away
into the drizzle
on the corners
a gentle breeze)

For Years you led me astray
Made me think it was you and me
That's why I stayed
As long as I did
But you left me
You went away
You started a new life
Without me
You moved on
Left me here alone
Your gone
I still think about you
As the days go by
Sitting here alone
I try not to cry
I want to be mad
Because I trusted you
But it hurts so bad
To remember
And no matter how sad
I am
I have to say "Goodbye"
©

terlewatkan beberapa batang rokok pagi
untuk mencicipi sebuah kopi hitam lembab
di lidah basah seorang perempuan
indra pengecap bersama semesta lain

seorang pemberontak pada sebuah mata
mata dingin yang berkuasa atas semua puisi
rasa skeptis pun berkarat
lalu, bersembunyi pada tanaman yang sekarat

dia masih meredup di sebuah ranjang
bintik-bintik tumpah pada dada yang telanjang
dengan selimut dingin bintang kemarin malam
bakar sebatang melihat keluar jendela, dunia tenggelam

minggu pagi ini
terhiruplah kopi dingin dan anggur
lalu,
kapan kalian mabuk lalu lelah?

Sabtu, 14 Agustus 2010

Sekarang jam 1.21 pagi
Ku masih di ruang TV yang sekaligus dapur
Ku duduk di kursi meja makan
Masih tak mau tertutup mata ini
Ku membaca, membahas soal
Sendiri...
Terdengar suara-suara aneh
Kicauan burung, gemuruh atap
Cat cit cut tikus
Suasana, uh, terasa seram

Tapi aku tak peduli
Karena bulan ini adalah Ramadhan
Tak mungkin ada yang terlepas
Namun, kapan aku bisa terlelap?


Created by. Aridea .P

The more
I drank t-
he closer**
I felt to
Your ever
Lasting tide
It never died
But it did shrink
With every drop that
Hit my lips, my animosity

For you faltered next to the bottle.

Smaller and smaller until i couldn't

Feel you at all, the glass walls contai-

ning this liquid also trapping your w-

aves inside them. Before I tried to hi-

de them, from other shores, but now

I could not find them, not at my door

After a storm, not on my floor ready

To make me slip, i miss your tide

When i take a sip...................