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khaila humaira Jul 2021
I refuse to die.
I still want to be deeply loved by those who believe in love,
to feel warmth of sunrise through the bedlinen,
and leave traces on concrete beneath my feet.
khaila humaira Oct 2020
"Will we be together soon?"
"I guess. We'll never know what's forever if we just let it pass, right?"
khaila humaira Jun 2020
"Kelak kamu akan mengerti; setelah tenggelam dalam sepi lalu menangisi apa yang sudah pergi"
khaila humaira Jun 2020
Lupa kapan terakhir kali tersenyum pada pantulan diri
Memuji senyuman tanpa gincu merah
Merasa cukup saat jarum berputar ke arah 50 kilogram
Atau membuat diri pantas akan segala yang baik

Kapan ya, terakhir kali?
khaila humaira Jun 2021
"Dulu aku pernah merasa kalau dicintai dan diterima saja sudah cukup, ternyata sisanya hati dan pikiran jadi babak belur"
Dia tertawa sangat puas, "Lalu? Kapan kamu sadar ternyata manusia punya tiga wajah?"
khaila humaira Jul 2020
Sejauh mana dirimu memandang?
Sampai luput dari pandangan
Aku ini bukan pendatang
Pun juga pelampiasan.
khaila humaira Oct 2020
Pagi ini kugantung kemeja favoritmu depan pintu
Sambil menarik satu senyuman
Menahan apa yang tertahan di kerongkongan
Yang seakan jika kuhembuskan saja
Bisa sampai merobek paru-paru

Lalu aku memakai serba hitam
Merayakan kepergian ini sendirian
Atas dirimu yang tak lagi ada untuk menyapa.
khaila humaira Apr 2021
Besok matahari akan terbit lagi
dan aku sangat mencintai pagi hari.
Besok masih ada
dan aku akan suka esok hari.
khaila humaira Aug 2021
you write a poem about how beautiful the moon is and here i am secretly tell the moon that you're the most beautiful.

i may not will be the one who listen to your mixtape everyday but i do know one song that you always serenade near the windowsill, which i found it strangely funny.

all up in my head,
5 minutes disappear within a blink.

you were a personal poet to me until all these pages no longer interesting cause you took every words away with you, nothing left here.
khaila humaira Sep 2020
"tell me,
why can't you be nicer to me?"
i hope there was no way home for us to going back
the cold wind that grasp in my spine still linger
i wished we had nowhere to go that night and just drive through the crowded city with your ride
i pray for a greater cause for us, so i don't have to yearn over day and night to have you in my arms

— The End —