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Jul 2021 · 691
Journey of Words
His "good morning" text
Have given me more warmth
Than the ray of the sun
Have lightened me up
Than the breath of fresh air
Jumbled words that resonate with the happiness
Comes from within two souls that lived on different miles
It’s been almost a year since the last time we met, I know it wasn’t the same feeling that we shared on our honeymoon phase, but it doesn’t mean that it’s not getting real. I love you with every inch that tears us apart.
Feb 2021 · 281
Please, honks by all means
I bet the sounds inside my head were noisier than the sounds of cars that jammed in the middle of traffic in Surabaya.
Especially when it comes to rush hour.
I often caught myself were slowly dying.
And I'm not even sure who the hell I am.
But I'm always like this, isn't it?
Isn't it a tragedy?
For being someone who watches me with misery.
That's why I made this poetry.
But someone out there is despising this part of me.
I wrote this because my capability with words that I put and I spend to think are well composed than the words that I never been able to say out loud.
So please, honks by all means.
So I wouldn't hear the sound inside my head was talking about.
A day with hundreds of overthinking
Dec 2020 · 160
Why
Why
Why would I let in anyone from the start
Just so they know
How to properly breaking my heart?
And tearing it apart?
Then pretend that it wasn’t a big deal afterwards
My first mental meltdown
Dec 2020 · 161
One Day
Raindrop, drop-top
You hit me on my soft spot
Thought it was just a play
But I won't let you go away
At least, not today

Can't I keep you Lil bit longer?
As someone to linger
I promise I won't be a burden
Or leaving you all of the sudden

Happiness is near
When you are here
Why don't we cherished
Before our memories vanished?
Dec 2020 · 586
Language
We are the same creature
With language gap
Of expressing
What do we feel
I’m whispering words to his ear
While he’s doing things
That I can't hear

He's cold as winter
While I'm coming
As fast as spring
That chase winter away

He's as smooth as a calm sea
While I'm the tempest
That crippled the wave
In sailor's night

However,
We are giving
Each one of us
A part of ourself
That's fragile
Easily broken
Foolishly hoping
No damage will be taken

So many differences between us
And there will be obstacles ahead of us
I took a chance
Without any second glance
To believe
For what we had
What shared
Were real

So then
When the honeymoon phase
Is driving away
Our true colour start to ablaze
Every single day
Deep down there
We still have a reason to stay
It's getting hard during the day we are being apart, hang in there a lil more, Garwa.
Oct 2020 · 579
Vice to my Versa
The walls of the bedroom have heard more prayers than any religion places
To the night that I prayed
To the tears that put me to sleep
Longing for your presence

The night you were walking to my door
The night I want to get to know you more

When I touch your hand
It took every ounce of me not to get comfortable with you
When I saw your smile
It took every ounce of me not to fall in love
When I saw your eyes
You took every ounce of me

So then, I made myself a promise
To the darkness nights
To the brightest days
I want you to know
I'll be there
Anyone could love your best features
Or cling for your best day
But I'll take
Pick up
Glued
All the pieces that everyone wants to get rid
I'll love you
For a wholesome
As a person

Ever thine
Ever mine
Ever ours
Happiest Birthday to you!
Aug 2020 · 2.9k
Why?
Why would anyone ever let you go?

When summer breeze isn't even a match for your warmth and tenderness.

More lovable than the sun at the sunrise.

Sometimes the flame is too hot to touch, and then I'm hiding under the tree.

But your figure won't fade, nor rough winds make you decayed.

Like a flower that's waiting for its bee,
your presence is the only one anyone would want to see.
Meeting you at time like this feels like meeting summer in the middle of December
Aug 2020 · 179
A Friendly Passage.
Intrusion.
Don't you realized what you've done?
You acted like you were the almighty.
But yet all of these insecurities make you worry?
You've failed before too, ain't you, honey?

Here, I've writ you this passage.
You know, for a bit of message.

Be adviced and armed.
For I know, I'm not an easy prey.
Life never treated me well.
So do not be alarmed,
just run and pray.
Before you face your own hell.

But, be my guest, come and play.

First, let me light my cigars
and start to sing.
Truly yours,
A lady who used her scars,
to make her wings.
To someone who bothered me lately, this post is dedicated to you, dear one.
Hit me up and please, be my guest.
Jul 2020 · 165
The Vow
For all of those days, when I felt empty inside.
I often blamed myself for something I can't control.
I hate the scars from my past.
I hate the flaws that already there since the day I was born.
I hate my imperfections, for I know I always less than anyone.

Then, you came.
Break into walls that I've built.
Saved me from my darkest thoughts.
Treated me like I’m not damaged from my past,
embraced my scars that I'm dying to hide.

So, I decided.
As long as I live.
To embrace every single of your side,
To give you all the strength that you need,
To hold you when you're all alone,
to the point
you can't remember the last time when I wasn't there
neither can remember the times when you were loved like this.
For you who I often thought that you're too good to be true.
Jul 2020 · 207
24 Oct 1996
I get a hunch about how tricky life can might, at the time I swiped you right.

Then I get to know how cold is the river in winter, when you want something to over.

The way you told your jokes was a foolish, but how come I see you as my bliss?

The time I enter the Garden of Eden is when I found someone who actually listens.

Then I found that you're so secretive as if I was being lost at high seas, you're the first person I want to see.

My defense got broken when part of me was taken.

Break it or take it I couldn't careless, for all I know, you are right Now it is flawless.
Oct 2018 · 239
The Darkest Thought
I’m starting to hate being alive
I’m tired of being alive.

the pain from the past won’t heal,
I thought I was fine
but it’s nowhere near ‘fine’.
It’s getting harder when ur family throwing and blaming you for something that you thought it was the right thing to do, but no.
I was wrong
I always be wrong.
I’m easily replaced.
I know telling this to you won’t get me anywhere
I don’t really know where to go,
it feels like I’m going to burst.
my demon is here, the devil is here
should I salute them?
should I run with them?
my head is getting hurt
I have nothing left to say
all of the pain are flashing right before my eyes
despite I try to tell her everything she won’t listen
yes it’s my fault
I was the one who agains everything
I’m sorry
I was the one who’s broken
you can fix or leave me
is your choice
sorry for being this dark,
but I’m at my lowest point,
I want to run, but I can’t, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.
I wrote this while I’m facing my depression that had been there since a year ago, it won’t leave me easily instead it hides to somewhere deep inaide of me, I thought I was fine, but no, I wasn’t and this kind of black dog always been inside of me and can come out in a blink of an eye, destroying the walls
Oct 2018 · 3.3k
Happy Birthday, Dear Self.
Two decades and two years have been passed
There is more to come

It is not always a rainbow
Sometimes it’s hard looking forward to tomorrow

I’m a failure as a daughter
Not to mention as well as a lover
Being kind never been my strength
Being gentle never been my true nature
I took the bullets but I couldn’t get the wolf trust

But, the pain I gain,
The tears I shed
The heart that shreded
I took the responsibility for it
All glued back now

Hardship never means to be easy
To live, never is
It creates you a shield to face the rest of the world
I may a useless and failure daughter
But I’m one hella though fighter

To the heart that keeps beating
To the soul that keeps sane
To the mind that keep in peace
22 years down, more to go
I make a present for my self
Oct 2018 · 244
Lost Hero
Dazzling eyes with nowhere to land
The sparks once that shone, dissapearing into nowhere to be found
I asked him is it okay to live like that?
He replied ‘what should I do? the love I never asked tearing me apart’
I shut my self into silence and I wonder
why it’s hard to see you suffer than to see you fall in love with her

— The End —