Ibu

When the curtains drew,

she didn't realise she had lost her friend(s)

Their language had differed since then,

care left unnoticed

love buried with no trace

Same song, different phases 

one enjoyed with the depth of unknown

the other, almost singing to an end of the road

Is she the only one carrying the weight?

Seemed like it. She could no longer discern an earnest, genuine breath of a check-in

She was told to be in her own world, while no one actually sat down and ask

She thought they were on her side

She thought she was on her side

Until it all broke loose

Goodbye my friends

Goodbye my friend

Scorching Sun

The sun was generous, as we tell from the emitted rays

I walked without looking too far, with my dirt covered hair

       freely, like I've owed nothing to anybody

until I see you from a distance

The sun was generous, cutting interactions short

I remembered turning back to watch you leave

I am out numbered, I noticed, I still am - after all this while

 

My vision blurred as I looked back

I don't remember your faded hair colour

but I realised I still long for your presence - even unobtainable 

I remember I feared

you have been always stronger, like masculinely strong

I don't want to be hurt again

you have every capacity of doing so

my guard was built sky high, extending in parallel, as I look back

will there be a time where I will completely forget everything?

why do I have to see you again? 

I don't know if you'd ever have good things to say about me 

I regret that it is all this fragile

I regret that my expectations were overflowing

I don't know if we'd ever stop acting that we're all fine

The sun was generous, as we tell from the emitted rays

a pinch of salt

I cannot encrypt

thoughts behind the laughter

when you stringed a smile

your eyes, tense

I was never designed to be there for you

to share your pain

we were grouped for we know gluttony

I am, thus, a floating carcass on the surface of superficiality


Apologies flicked our shoulders

our eyes couldn't meet

if this is all I am(you are) to be defined

I shall again burst into a thousand pieces

throw a prejudice and nobody shall struggle

your judgement will be always precise

your wishful analysis, please


We deserve more of the sun

so that you can be shaded

so that I can be nurtured

I wonder, if that day will come

when the moon will sink and forever

hide her appearance

our weight shall be freed

Message Encrypted.

It was one of the moments I feel like singing,
and you know how is it for me to actually do so,
don't you?


It's easy when you know how
to get along without Biff! Bang! Pow!
And if I see you're fed up
I'll stop and give you a leg up

Over priced unreal estate, surreal estate
The highest price they've hit to date
Creating new divides and tension
You've got to tolerate


I wasn't sure if they did reach you,
I tried to send an anonymous warmth that will engulf, least, at the edges of thy constructed periphery.
Maybe the wavelengths did coincide,
maybe not.


May they lay soundlessly, next to you.
As natural as it is.

Dear Gerbera.

Yes you, the one in orange.

Have I told you that I had once secretly dreamt to be a botanist?

It wasn't part of being materialistic.

Neither it was part of the industrialized mechanism, imprinted on blank faces.

You are a creation of wonder, equally as magical.

No, my dear, I wasn't being conned and blind folded.



I just... really want to love you more,

more than I have ever should.

You never fail to stand straight, with pride,

...as you greeted with your warm signature vibe.

You would have to leave some day,
I knew.

And I knew that you wouldn't have it done harshly,
gentle as silence,
always...you are.



To my dear orange Gerbera.

If I Only Had Words.

Of how much a term could carry its weight...

I choose not to go beyond that branch of stream.

I hear your call in the morn,

it was that-

making me play sad songs in the warm little room,

when I could feel the warmth of the sun on my skin,

even that, I thought.

And I hear you again,

when I was humming this tune down the stairs,

you appeared out of no where,

Like an answer, it was... though it looks like you're drifting away, too.

Feels that I am always beside, maybe

the other way round.

"The cultivation was a success, "

a voice I heard from the men in white coats.

Poignant, it seems.

Vacuumed.

A shadow left in the confined space

supposedly, stepping out

is what one would be programmed

in the cause and effect translation

One reason left hanging

engulfing all senses into a wholesome richness

I remember how you tell me things

how I see love

oozing out from your existence

And I remembered how once I felt

much up sky high

when I knew you would feel that too

I realized how I am wrapped in your embrace

That is how you put me in the state

of vacuum

Diggin' on you

is all I do

茅屋。

心淌血

是一个长刺的长春藤

把你刮得伤痕累累

再来往 与我们之间

正当我在闻着我的郁金香

藏在身后 想送你

然后想告诉你

我想为你做的什么

是那么多

可你

心淌血

是一个长刺的长春藤

把你刮得伤痕累累

再来往 与我们之间

亲爱的

勿走远

我亲爱的

Collage.

Pictures to be seen

all revolving

patches your beauty

patches my understanding of the blossoming bulb

how I am to distance myself

how a head lift was caused from the action

how you attempt to draw us close

how I want to reach to your hand

how you welcome me with warmth

how you make me feel that way

that we could be one

You are so beautiful

Stage Play.

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stood up from up from the chair and blurted 'cuckoo'

and there she sits down

very straight, on the wooden chair

how still she has to be

without even moving a facial muscle

and she sits for another

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deep down she smiles

conscious,

and unconsciously

She whispered

I heard

On the Pants.

When I have a twirl

that uproars my mind

and my body

and that frequencies did not get to meet

as points did not cross

when one is trying to keep parallel like the other

at the same angle

the same direction

the same speed

She cannot resolve.

But when I see you

it is as if I see myself

and then I realized

that I only should run to you

to resolve you

for you

are my only one.

Aliran.

Betapa ingin nya ku

Luahkan perasaanku yang terdalam

yang terpendam

yang tidak dapat aku berikan

hanya rasa

yang wujud

bagai satu yang bermakna

dalam alam ini

Tidak dapat didengari

atau dicapai

ku lawan

Sea Crack.

Into the world I never knew

swim through calmness

without a sound

When time down under

is actually ticking 1/8 slower than air

where the fastest

is also slow motion

when we can see each other

despite the widely defined world

of the underwater

You held my hand

to the seabed

and there it was

a crack

that could fit us two

Then we entered.

飘。

Float like a feather-

我正想 以我热情的沙漠

迎接你 迎接我的慢跑

然后我以为是

结果是的 只是我钝了

如果你要我做什么

我只想陪着你

在你身边静静的

虽然离你远一点

我其实

一直都想拥抱你

然而

我会

很努力的

打开。

可以让我记得你

是 温柔

调皮

强悍

是 稳中

冲动

与 很多感动

上了瘾

有比无法和你分开

一直有你在身旁

并且依然想象你在身旁

不离

若你的味道

我说

残留 在我身上

我是在说

深深爱上你了

亲爱的

Scribble.

有一天

你说 文字不再承受得你的思想

我想

你 怎么办

I want to be close to you

Sunrise, sunset,

rises the North,

sets the South.

One day I might just wake up and realize

things I that I never wanted to happen

in front of my eyes

under the warm, bright sun.

In uncertainty, in complications,

in contradictions, between vagueness,

among the scribbles of coal,

dusting the trailed white paper.

Please tell me things are going to be alright.

Please spare me any length of might, that I could carry with.

Please,

I pray.

Tantrum.

I am the calm blue sea

looking at you

engulfing- slowly.

there was no shore,

but only smudges, of its act.

Come,

lean upon my bosom

let me bring you

to a place

far from here.

惺忪。

我想我 跳了出去

想要

清醒与你 醉

像有点盲目

可是 你在身边

什么都

安

说我好久没感受

其实是

与梦对照

你是

无私的太阳

神秘的月

美丽的海洋

幽香的花朵

我可以一直说下去

没有因为

你知道

我会告诉你

:)

Talk.

I wish that I am gifted,

protected with a might, a will...

that I can make this through.

As much as I want to take your hand

and see the world,

how possibly beautiful things could be,

how we want to do it,

in ways we have always wanted to.

I can say that you are

one that I less think that I will stumble upon.

That is why

I tend to stand on the same spot

having conversations of the detached

and inner one..

'Oh Dindi...

If I only had words

I would say all the beautiful things that I see

When you're with me

oh my Dindi

Oh Dindi...

Like the song of the wind in the trees

That's how my heart is singing Dindi, happy Dindi

When you're with me'

You Are So Beautiful to Me.

I do not know where to head

still

as the storm reacts within

How I wish that you could

be here to talk with me

about all I want to say

about all I want to give

and even

about all I am having in my head

and to embrace you with

every bit of salt and water

that I have in my sea

or I should say my ocean

I guess

you were the one that

always appear in my dreams

having them make sense

and

had me wake up in tears

And so

when I made up my mind

I should have seen

these coming

You are who I always dream to be with

after all