"payung" poems - Hello Poetry

Apakah langit sedang sedih? Kenapa menangis? Memandang langit yang bermuram durja Bajuku baru! Aku tak mau basah Baju merah berbintik hitam Pas sekali Memetik daun peterseli Memandang refleksi diri di genangan air Bajuku baru! Jangan kehujanan Baju merah berbintik hitam Melekat manis di tubuh mungil

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Mar 23, 2014

Mar 23, 2014 at 8:40 AM UTC

felicia18

Payung

Apakah langit sedang sedih? Kenapa menangis? Memandang langit yang bermuram durja Bajuku baru! Aku tak mau basah Baju merah berbintik hitam Pas sekali Memetik daun peterseli Memandang refleksi diri di genangan air Bajuku baru! Jangan kehujanan Baju merah berbintik hitam Melekat manis di tubuh mungil

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I will never forget the first time we look at each other, Even if it's not in the eyes, but I knew it was love. It feels like it's love. I will never forget the way you make me fall into the deepest sea, Even if you just do the stupid things, but it feels like it's love. I will never forget the sound of your creepy laughs and swear words, most people harassed you, but I feel it love. I will never forget how the sun shines for you, make that smile looks brighter then the sun itself. I will never forgethow the heat of the sun strikes down your face and make you sweaty and it's hotter than hell. I will never forget the rain slams on your pomaded hair, make you didn'r wanna go so far away for the streets that we used to pass. And I will never forget how crazy I've fallen in love with you, Anything you do, no matter how may problems you've made, all the words that slips from your mouth, It's such a beautiful things that I've ever learned. I just can't thank to every single objects that makes you look extremely perf, The pale of your fingertips, the crooked teeth, and a cringe smile. I will never forget, How I sink into your deepest dame, 'til I sink into your love I crave. - dlx

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Aug 15, 2016

Aug 15, 2016 at 1:06 PM UTC

darlinchaos

Payung Teduh

I will never forget the first time we look at each other, Even if it's not in the eyes, but I knew it was love. It feels like it's love. I will never forget the way you make me fall into the deepest sea, Even if you just do the stupid things, but it feels like it's love. I will never forget the sound of your creepy laughs and swear words, most people harassed you, but I feel it love. I will never forget how the sun shines for you, make that smile looks brighter then the sun itself. I will never forgethow the heat of the sun strikes down your face and make you sweaty and it's hotter than hell. I will never forget the rain slams on your pomaded hair, make you didn'r wanna go so far away for the streets that we used to pass. And I will never forget how crazy I've fallen in love with you, Anything you do, no matter how may problems you've made, all the words that slips from your mouth, It's such a beautiful things that I've ever learned. I just can't thank to every single objects that makes you look extremely perf, The pale of your fingertips, the crooked teeth, and a cringe smile. I will never forget, How I sink into your deepest dame, 'til I sink into your love I crave. - dlx

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She means a whole lot to some people, Maybe not so much to others but then again, this heart doesn’t fancy her to be too sought after! She’s many things. Pleasant? Yes. Charming? Definitely. Straightforward? I must hope so. But most of all, she takes everything in her stride, albeit shakily. It joys me the slightest seeing her flustered when making decisions, But never will I laugh at any. After all, I am one of them! She shares some interests of mine Doesn’t understand the rest, though... It’s fine, nevertheless, because we don’t always have to be on the same page, Suffice that we’re in this at the same pace. As Billy Joel brilliantly said, “She’s always a woman to me,” Well, I’m glad she’s my woman.

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Mar 16, 2021

Mar 16, 2021 at 1:11 PM UTC

ahmadazry

Intan Payung

She means a whole lot to some people, Maybe not so much to others but then again, this heart doesn’t fancy her to be too sought after! She’s many things. Pleasant? Yes. Charming? Definitely. Straightforward? I must hope so. But most of all, she takes everything in her stride, albeit shakily. It joys me the slightest seeing her flustered when making decisions, But never will I laugh at any. After all, I am one of them! She shares some interests of mine Doesn’t understand the rest, though... It’s fine, nevertheless, because we don’t always have to be on the same page, Suffice that we’re in this at the same pace. As Billy Joel brilliantly said, “She’s always a woman to me,” Well, I’m glad she’s my woman.

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Febian, Rizky, Aisyah Aziz. 2018. Indah Pada Waktunya. Kanal Yutubnya NET Talent Management. Matterhalo, Nadin Amizah. 2017. Teralih. Kanal Yutubnya Matterhalo. Nelwan, Christofer. 2012. Jari-jari Cantik. Kanal Yutubnya Argonycus. Pusakata. 2018. Kehabisan Kata. Kanal Yutubnya MyMusic Records. Ranti, Jason, Ari Malibu (The Rollies). 2016. Kau Yang Kusayang. Kanal Yutubnya Ruang Putih. Rock, One OK. 2011. Pierce. Kanal Yutubnya Pratama Aji. Stahl, Fredrika. 2011. Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. Kanal Yutubnya Oresund Bleu. Teduh, Payung. 2017. Puan Bermain Hujan. Kanal Yutubnya Anggit Setyo.

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Jun 6, 2018

Jun 6, 2018 at 2:00 PM UTC

gadisunja

Bukan Daftar Pustaka

Febian, Rizky, Aisyah Aziz. 2018. Indah Pada Waktunya. Kanal Yutubnya NET Talent Management. Matterhalo, Nadin Amizah. 2017. Teralih. Kanal Yutubnya Matterhalo. Nelwan, Christofer. 2012. Jari-jari Cantik. Kanal Yutubnya Argonycus. Pusakata. 2018. Kehabisan Kata. Kanal Yutubnya MyMusic Records. Ranti, Jason, Ari Malibu (The Rollies). 2016. Kau Yang Kusayang. Kanal Yutubnya Ruang Putih. Rock, One OK. 2011. Pierce. Kanal Yutubnya Pratama Aji. Stahl, Fredrika. 2011. Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. Kanal Yutubnya Oresund Bleu. Teduh, Payung. 2017. Puan Bermain Hujan. Kanal Yutubnya Anggit Setyo.

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Jiwa yang berlalu lalang Dibawah ratusan ataupun ribuan Payung hitam yang mengembang Berlindung dari jeritan nestapa . Hanya tersisa kantuk yang menguap Di sepanjang trotoar jalan ataupun dalam kemacetan dan asap rokok yang mengepul di pinggir halte bus yang ramai tak jelas . Sesekali, seseorang akan menoleh Dari jendela mobil dan berkata "Aku tak melihat apa-apa" Lalu tenggelam dalam sinisnya Diantara bising klakson mobil Ataupun kesibukan siluet kota . Layaknya seperti papan reklame Yang terpampang nyata Dengan warna monokrom "Selamat datang bagi pendatang baru, dan Selamat tinggal."

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May 9, 2019

May 9, 2019 at 1:38 PM UTC

Diksimerindu

Sang Makhluk Sosial.

Jiwa yang berlalu lalang Dibawah ratusan ataupun ribuan Payung hitam yang mengembang Berlindung dari jeritan nestapa . Hanya tersisa kantuk yang menguap Di sepanjang trotoar jalan ataupun dalam kemacetan dan asap rokok yang mengepul di pinggir halte bus yang ramai tak jelas . Sesekali, seseorang akan menoleh Dari jendela mobil dan berkata "Aku tak melihat apa-apa" Lalu tenggelam dalam sinisnya Diantara bising klakson mobil Ataupun kesibukan siluet kota . Layaknya seperti papan reklame Yang terpampang nyata Dengan warna monokrom "Selamat datang bagi pendatang baru, dan Selamat tinggal."

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Sore, pasca hujan turun. Kami menyusuri setapak di pinggir hampar padi demi beberapa bungkus mi. Seperjalanan kami hanya membicarakan hal-hal kecil yang belum pernah diperhatikan masing-masing dari kami. Seakan paus di laut begitu penting dibahas dari perjalanan kecil itu. Kami bawa payung satu-satu, tapi tanpa payung sepertinya teduh sudah hadir. Kami juga pernah pulang lewat jalan kecil yang berakhir di muka ungaran setelah makan siang. Dia; temanku menatap nanar muka ungaran. Wajah kecilnya tersapu rambutnya yang mengikut angin. Ia teringat teras rumah, teh hangat, dan ibunya yang tiada. Udara bukan main sejuk, tapi ceritanya bukan main menusuk. Aku suka petrikor. Ia selalu berhasil mengundang rona juga lara. Salah satu anugerah tersederhana yang pernah tercipta seakan hanya untuku saja.

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Apr 17, 2018

Apr 17, 2018 at 7:06 AM UTC

geiga-via-tanaro

Petrikor

Sore, pasca hujan turun. Kami menyusuri setapak di pinggir hampar padi demi beberapa bungkus mi. Seperjalanan kami hanya membicarakan hal-hal kecil yang belum pernah diperhatikan masing-masing dari kami. Seakan paus di laut begitu penting dibahas dari perjalanan kecil itu. Kami bawa payung satu-satu, tapi tanpa payung sepertinya teduh sudah hadir. Kami juga pernah pulang lewat jalan kecil yang berakhir di muka ungaran setelah makan siang. Dia; temanku menatap nanar muka ungaran. Wajah kecilnya tersapu rambutnya yang mengikut angin. Ia teringat teras rumah, teh hangat, dan ibunya yang tiada. Udara bukan main sejuk, tapi ceritanya bukan main menusuk. Aku suka petrikor. Ia selalu berhasil mengundang rona juga lara. Salah satu anugerah tersederhana yang pernah tercipta seakan hanya untuku saja.

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