A Cup of Hot Chocolate

Who calm you down when you are alone?
Who make you warm when you need a hug?
Who will save your tears from the smooky eyes?

Sometimes you do not need a person, personally
Sometimes you do not need a word to explain
Sometimes all you need is a nice smell
Sometimes all you want is a nice meal

Or sometimes all you need the most is a cup of hot chocolate.

Kepada Embun Pagi

Kepada embun pagi disetiap mimpi
Dapatkah kau bangun lebih dini?
Kecup keningku sehangat mentari
Lalu rangkul tanganku seperti bidadari

Kepada embun pagi disetiap mimpi
Aku memujamu seperti bulan mengelilingi matahari tiada henti
Aku menghela nafas setiap kulihat wajah yang ku curi

Kepada embun pagi disetiap mimpi
Cintai aku dalam setiap darah mengalir di nadi
Cintai aku selalu seperti aku selalu mencintaimu hari ini.

Ps: this poem made over 6months ago.

When?

I want to speak
I want to scream
I want to understand
I want to know
I want to answer
But, when?

I want to be understood
I want to be calmed
I want to be noticed
I want to be accompanied
I want to be listened
But, when?

I want you know
I want you understand
I want you stop
I want you listen
I want you care
But, when?

I want to give up
I want to stop
I want to hide
I want to disappear
I want to go
But, when?

When will I?

I want a time
I want a space
I want an ear
To understand
To hear me

When will I?

Grow Up

Garisnya tidak lagi setebal dinding
Warnanya tidak lagi setegas batu nisan
Namun bentuknya masih seindah kamboja seharum kenanga

Rautnya bukan lagi berisikan senyum kecil
Matanya sudah tergores sayatan luka tua
Tapi rasanya masih tetap kelapa muda

Jarinya kini tampak letih untuk menggenggam
Kakinya bahkan masih berbajukan karet
Tetapi fikirannya seperti elang

Aku bukan lagi anak kecil menangis
Aku tidak lagi meminta minum
Tapi aku mengerti apa yang terjadi

Aku sudah besar
Aku sudah dewasa.

People

We should talk
Then walk.
Or we could laugh
Then go high.

We can be friends
Then talk by walk.
Or we can be enemies
Then laugh each other at the high.

We could fight
But it never right.
We could spend night
But it dark no light.

We must dance
To know how far the chance.
We might run
To know how it could be fun.

Sometimes we forget what we should do at the end of the day.
But sometimes we just let it loose what happened at the end of your day.
Because we are a living blood.
Who might ran or walk to take the life.

Because we are human.
People. People.

Beautiful Sadness

If the wind does not make you falter
Whether I will stand motionless?
Clueless, meaningless?

If the best way is to let the falling leaves blowing in the wind
I better pick up leaves without a sound
Than sitting silent reading your empty face drawing a sorrow

I do not know how the wind can not seduce you
Making a piece of your deepest soul to forgive
Making a smile in the corner of your sight

Because someday you will very sorry for allowing wind curse you
Yet you can still have a chance to fix all the mess
But i'd rather call this beautiful sadness than happiness.

Past

It wont last like romeo and juliet
Once you've betrayed it will lost
You can't deny like it's your fate
It can change what are you so fast.

Moment to moment will disappear
Through your sincerity of kindess and sadness
Every road has been blocked by your car
To never remain a thing as memories.

The first thing came up in ur mind
That's everything should left by ur fragile shoulder
To acknowledge inch of
Yesterday smell around ur neighbour.

And right after you hit by a hint of symultenous the day before
You loose
Broken wings will never be the same until you remember one thing about
You regret everything happens.

And If these things come twice
Still you called it past?