Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Saturday, October 15, 2011

Kepada YTH Diriku


Sandarkanlah...
pada rinai hujan yg luruh... satu-satu
menabuh genting jiwa
meretas senandung gamelan
dalam symphoni laras pelog
lurus......

Cintailah....
seperti senja memeluk...
menyetubuhi mayapada
kelembutan yg terajut...
melahirkan malam

Menangislah...
ketika sebuah hati tersakiti
oleh keegoisan dan keangkuhan bahkan kehampaan
meski memberi rasa pd nestapa
atas nama luka
jangan pernah sembunyi..

Cemoohlah.......
pecinta yg memuja keangkuhan..
meludahi ketulusan....
mengabaikan yg mencintai
mengorbankan diri utk yg tak pantas dicintai
demi mengisi hati beku

Izinkanlah....
Tuhan mengatur hidup ...mu...

a poem from Mr. Imam *a teacher of mine
THANK YOU SO MUCH SIR ! YOU'RE THE ONE WHO CAN REALLY UNDERSTANDS EVERYBODY, ESPECIALLY ME :') 

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Reblogged


Nyanyian tentang Kelinci
                                                                                      untuk teman-teman putri di kelas


Terima kasih, kawan
Nyanyianmu sungguh merdu
hingga menggetarkan perasaan yang
awalnya pun tidak benar-benar menyangka

Pahit, kawan
Ketika nyanyian itu mengarah pada
lelaki lemah yang serba salah dan
serba masalah.

Apa Ia salah ?
Apa Ia membuat sakit hanya karena
menepati janji sajaknya pada sahabat ?

Bukan kawan, bukan lawan, hanya bahan omongan.
Tapi Ia kecewa,
berkali-kali maaf tuk mencoba
menghilangkan rasa canggung
harus hilang dan
tak akan ada lagi.
Ia tak sudi memohon maaf
Omongan mereka yang bermulut busuk
Sangkaan salah yang mereka kabarkan
membuat lelaki bersarung itu
sakit, tersinggung,
kecewa...


reblogged from a friend of mine
singgungan tuk para anak putri, iya kelasku. 
well, just visited muhid's, dan aku menemukan poem nya ini. Inget lagi, pas pagi-pagi itu, akhir apel, dia membacakan puisi ini. Anak putri, kita, yang penuh suport, terlebih sama temennya sendiri histeris, tepuk tangan, ngasih semangat dan lain sebagainya sbeelum mengetahui isi dari puisi ini. Ternyata ..
Gubrak ! LOL !
Malu aku malu ... haha, iya kami malu banget, pas ternyata isi puisinya 'NYAKITIN' ouch~. 
Yasudahlah teman,kami mohon maaf yaa yang sebesar-besarnya, toh sekarang masih minggu-minggu I'd kan, mungkin susah ya kalo sekedar minta maaf, tapi yasudah lah namanya juga 'manusia' nggak luput dari salah, tapi bukan 'manusia' yang ceritanya nggak memaafkan, kayak 'sok sempurna', inget, kita masing-masing punya kesalahan ya, ke manusia lainnya yang terkadang nggak kita sadari. 
Jangan terlalu menghakimi, helloooo ... it's not a bid deal bytheway
Let it go, mungkin ini salah satu cobaan dari kamu, life moves on. 
*aduh bahasaku, sori sori, bukannya sok guru, aku hanya MENGINGATKAN ! okeh, kami minta maaf yaa yang sebesaarbesarnya teman, 

Saturday, September 3, 2011

True Love is just a Fairytale ?

Easy A movie
Olive said,

Whatever happened to chivalry? Does it only exist in 80s movies? 

I want John Cusack holding a boombox outside my window.


I wanna ride off on a lawn mower with Patrick Dempsey


I want Jake from Sixteen Candles waiting outside the church for me.


I want Judd Nelson thrusting his fist in the air because he knows he got me.

Just once.”


Well, I've my own wish bytheway, sounds riddiculous, aye ? I am totally inspired by Easy-A movie, but I definitely have my own wish for love. Which is I believe, It won't be exist anyway. 
Does it really happen just in movies ? Like totally a modern fairytale, movies. "Fiarytale" which means, "Never be in a reality". 

I want Kyle on Beastly build a greenhouse full of beautiful flowers just for me, to make me happy and ask me to read a ' having a coke with you ' poem with him.  -Beastly


I want Khan shows me a beautiful place that I've never gone to, to show his love for me  -My name is Khan


I want Nicholas rides his grandpa's old heritage bike and comes to me cause he loves me -Princess Diaries 2


I want Jack will do anything for me, teach me how to spit up, makin' me happy, by laughing all day long when I am with him, loves me without any reason, loves me without ask me if I love him, loves me cause he loves me, keepin' me alive, to have a perfect life, and makin' me always happy. -Titanic



"It's not right! I don't want you to have to make sacrifices for me. I want to give you things, not take things away from you. I don't want to steal your future."
“Isabella Swan?” He looked up at me through his impossibly long lashes, his golden eyes but, somehow still scorching. “I promise to love you forever-every single day of forever. Will you marry me?” -Edward Cullen, Eclipse, The Twilight Saga






















I mean just once, it feels not just in a fairytale. 

in Easy-A movie, her wish comes true, cause hell yeah, Easy-A is movie bytheway, lol. Love movie is like a modern fairytale, it's just not in a book. But for me ? I should've awake realizing that this is reality even a perfect love can't make this comes true anyway. Does it ?  

Having a Coke with You #poem


Having a Coke with You

is even more fun than going to San Sebastian, IrĂșn, Hendaye, Biarritz, Bayonne
or being sick to my stomach on the Travesera de Gracia in Barcelona
partly because in your orange shirt you look like a better happier St. Sebastian
partly because of my love for you, partly because of your love for yoghurt
partly because of the fluorescent orange tulips around the birches
partly because of the secrecy our smiles take on before people and statuary
it is hard to believe when I’m with you that there can be anything as still
as solemn as unpleasantly definitive as statuary when right in front of it
in the warm New York 4 o’clock light we are drifting back and forth
between each other like a tree breathing through its spectacles

and the portrait show seems to have no faces in it at all, just paint
you suddenly wonder why in the world anyone ever did them

I look
at you and I would rather look at you than all the portraits in the world
except possibly for the Polish Rider occasionally and anyway it’s in the Frick
which thank heavens you haven’t gone to yet so we can go together the first time
and the fact that you move so beautifully more or less takes care of Futurism
just as at home I never think of the Nude Descending a Staircase or
at a rehearsal a single drawing of Leonardo or Michelangelo that used to wow me
and what good does all the research of the Impressionists do them
when they never got the right person to stand near the tree when the sun sank
or for that matter Marino Marini when he didn’t pick the rider as carefully
as the horse

it seems they were all cheated of some marvelous experience
which is not going to go wasted on me which is why I am telling you about it


Frank O’Hara
inspired by Beastly