You were a stranger before yesterday…
And you’ll be stranger after today…
A memory to keep… A name to vaguely remember…
A feeling of unfamiliarity every single time someone mentioned you or your name…
There’s someone who turn into a stranger like this before you…
And there will be another in the future…
Just two stranger sharing a table and two separate cups of the worst coffee in town…
And maybe when I totally forgot about you in the future…
When we are back to being a total stranger, we will do this again in another coffee shop, in another town, another part of the earth, in another period of time, in another lifetime…
When is the last time you danced on the street when you hear a good music?
When is the last time you exclaim how delicious the food you are eating?
When is the last time you smile to a stranger you pass by on the street, and just greet them and wish them a good day?
When is the last time walk around town and take pictures of them before they changes?
When is the last time you slow down your steps just to breathe and enjoy the sunshine, feel the breeze?
When is the last time you stop just to enjoy the music played by some good street musician?
When is the last time you sat down on the grass, with a book under the tree?
When is the last time you venture alone?
When is the last time you jump into a chance of happiness without thinking?
When is the last time you let time heal you?
When is the last time you let yourself fall in love?
Do it baby, before it’s too late, do it.
Slow down, dance, eat, listen to good music, tap your feet to a good rhythm you listen to on the street, read your favorite book, greet a stranger, venture into the unknown, sleep under the tree.
Let yourself heal and enjoy life again.
fall in love baby… fall in love like you never fall in love before…
‘Why are you so calm with goodbyes?’ He asked her.
‘Because at some point in our life, we will need to face it. Whether you are ready is not gonna matter. We, human, tend to hold on to something that is ready to leave us, sometimes not because they want to but because they need to.’ She answered.
‘I don’t want you to leave.’
‘You can stop me for a while, but you can’t stop me forever baby.’ She smiled her calm smile.
Write about me, for I know how you look at me all this while.
Write a song about how you broke my heart, for I’ll be remind from time to time.
Write a story about us, so they know that we were never meant to be…
It’s a poetry about you and me, dear lover from the past.
So here it goes….
Air mata mengalir sendu, membasahi pipi ranum sang gadis
Penyesalan datang terlambat, memenuhi pelosok hati sang pemuda
Di laut asa penuh bimbang, menyeret kesedihan ke lautan dalam
Sang gadis menangis sendu senyap, sang pemuda menghujat menghujat kebodohan dirinya
Di pasir penuh seribu makna, air mata jatuh ke permukaan
Menyedot amarah dan kesedihan, dengan ombak lembut pengantar sayang
Matahari tenggelam ditelan laut, meninggalkan seberkas langit berwarna jingga
Sang gadis mengaguminya, sang pemuda tak ingin melupakannya
Kan kutulis sebuah cerita, tentang dua insan muda yang jatuh cinta
Memeluk cinta dalam kebisuan, menangisi sayang yang tak tersampaikan
Berdiam diri dalam kebingungan, menghela nafas tanpa kelegaan
Hanya tersisa waktu untuk menunggu, sang kekasih menitipkan rindu
Kan kutorehkan sebuah kisah, dua insan memadu kasih
Tali jalinan kejujuran rasa sayang, pernyataan hati yang abadi
– t.b.h.g , written on 6th July 2007
It was that one day that I was on a call with a good friend, and decided to open my old scribbles while talking to him.
The page was opened to this poetry from 10 years back, well nothing to say about the past that triggered me to write this piece, but I guess this is one of the poetries I have that I am confident enough to share it here.
Well, it turns out I am what we called ‘alay’ now, back then in 2007. LOL! This is a piece that I’ve written in a hurry before I lose all the courage and the crazy twenty seconds of insanity to post and publish what to be a very immature writing in content and grammar, so pardon me for a lot of ‘not well thought of’ words and phrasing here and there. 🙂
Here I am, in 2017. A month and a half before embarking on a new adventure, and still…
Simply, comfortably in love with you…
The Blue Hair Girl
The illusions of White Lies is created to give people the excuse to lie to people and feel less guilty about doing it.
White lie can only be considered a white lie when the one who benefited from it is the other party, except from that, it is just a lie…
‘You know what hurts the most when you find out the one you loved cheated?’ She asked him one day when she is warmly cuddled in his arms.
‘What is it?’ He whispered cautiously.
He stare into her eyes, hoping to see her heart. He stare deeply into her dark brown coloured eyes, but still all he sees is emptiness, like she’s shielding herself from the world.
She whispered back to him,
‘To find out that you and everything you do and everything you gave is never gonna be enough for him.’