Pretty life goes by--
A cord wire and silence
Between you and I

May God have mercy on our souls,
Boredom is the drug with most effect,
By the time we know we're sinners we'll both be dead.

These drugs that make you think like a different person;
Whyyyy would you ever think you were worthless?
Tomorrow's only the same if we leave it that way,
And God knows just how perfect you are to me...

Now and forever
Now and forever
Nooooww and forever
Now and forever
I swear, I swear.

(Dododoo doo dododoo do)



* farewell

The Traveler


If you were
Only a traveler
Would I have already
Forgotten about you, lover
Did time take it further
Beyond the point of hurt
Are you going to follow me forever
Distances apart, always together
The shadow I don't know

But I knew
I still love you
Oh what's the use
What's the use

Wild, wild
Haven't see stars like this in a while
Waving in front of me, blurs the foxtail
Always wanted to feel the chill
Breathe in the barren thrill

Something about the unknown
If I'd known, I'd rather be alone
We are so prone, we are so prone
To clash and be broken

If I were
Only a traveler
Would you have already
Gotten so much further
Over the curve, till I can't remember
Just another speck in the herd
Though I wonder, would I keep you in the
Back of my mind, all the while
Like a wishing well

Still want you
Still love you
I don't know
I wish I knew

Oh what's the use
What's the use
Oh well
What difference does it make now

To my soul, aspire to be immortal
& exhaust all things possible, be
selfish & ruin death of it’s act.
To the soul find out what makes
existence worth the trouble.
But my soul, dare not become
a God nor muse.

that feeling you get
              when you’re on the tube and you’ve got
that song blasting in your cheap earphones
            you stare out the window, not that there’s anything to look at
     just a blurry wall
                you think yourself to be some sort of
cinematic genius in these moments
              you watch yourself in something of a movie
                       where you’re the director, the star, and the writer
       it’s emotional and perfect
             like a stupid ******* indie music video
                  for the song you love that nobody knows

take this road
to the moon

take his hand,
the moon child,

cause that’s how
its supposed to be

all this pain
all this sorrow
that’s our destiny

Kemarin aku mengajakmu melihat senja.
Katanya kamu suka warnanya merah jambu bercampur oranye seperti jeruk mandarin kesukaan ibu.
Kamu selalu ceriwis membahas senja ini dan itu.

“Jangan lupa kopi dan puisi! Kita harus merayakan isi bumi.”
Celotehmu.
“Kamu mau kan melihat senja bersamaku?”

Kemarin aku mengajakmu melihat senja.
Telah kupersiapkan sekian lama.
Aku rakit sendiri senjaku dengan kopi manis dan puisi cinta yang kau sebut - sebut itu.
Aku merangkai pelan-pelan sambil menghayal bola mata emas yang berbentuk kenari kesukaanku dan lengkung pelangi bibirmu.
Cukup lama buatnya,
tapi senjaku sangat cantik.
Dan sedikit rapuh.
Aku harap kamu senang.

Kemarin aku mengajakmu melihat senja.
Tapi kau pergi ke laut dan menjelajahi waktu.
Terhanyut malam.
Aku tidak ada di sana.

Kamu menolak senjaku.
Katamu ada senja yang lebih bagus.

—

Senja, senja, senja.
Muak dengan puisi senja.
Aku bukan anak indie regional, aku pendengar Ed Sheeran, top 50 ,Danilla Riyadi dan Sapardi !
Aku ya begini begini begini!