#franzkafka
What was Kafka thinking? Felice Bauer-
blonde, in a homely sort of way- couldn't
think of him the same way after. He'd asked
her that question (hidden behind his obsession
with his own self-hatred, his surety that she hated him too).
Could you- might you- do you think you'd be able to bear it-
M a r r y i n g m e?
History tells us they didn't tie the knot.
Kafka, probably, didn't mind a lot.
Franz Kafka: that hopeless man,
couldn't look in the mirror without shying from his own reflection.
Kafka, who'd balk at the slightest hint of romantic attention.
More story than man, really. Had more eloquence in his
smallest finger than ever came out of his mouth.
No wonder Felice had her doubts.
Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 9:32 AM UTC
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
Sep 24, 2016
Sep 24, 2016 at 8:16 AM UTC
Franz Kafka once said, "You are at once both the quiet and the confusion of my heart."
I'll have to agree
I love in silence
Or through words
In lines of poetry
Confused about whether or not
I can ever stop loving you truly
I can't.
I don't really sing
But I'll sing you songs with my acoustic
Wearing a flannel, sleeves rolled up
It's a universally attractive thing
I guess it's fair to say I'm confused and quiet
Yet understanding and willing to start a riot...
Just for you.
Aug 19, 2015
Aug 19, 2015 at 11:20 AM UTC
O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN!!
I see you going away from the coffee table, I only remember your back. I forget your face. I only have memories of that moving away.
You said you love the Rain, but you opened your Umbrella.
You said you love the wind, but you closed the Windows.
You said you love the Sun, but you ran for Shade.
As the same way, when you say you love me, I am only afraid.
Aug 8, 2025
Aug 8, 2025 at 2:07 AM UTC