No pen, no ink, no table, no room, no time, no quiet, no inclination.

-James Joyce-

Jumat, 14 Februari 2014

Gadis

Gadis

Sayang gadisku sayang,
siapa bintangmu sayang? indukmukah tau?
Oh.. apa maksudmu?
Aku pahlawanmu, datang ke pangkuanku.
Oh.. baiklah, alangkah baiknya dirimu sayang.
Berapakah usiamu sayang?
Apa kau belajar biologi?
Dimana itu kau beli?
Kau suka dansa sayang?
Aku suka dansa.

Apa itu yang disakumu sayang?
Oh.. kukira buku, kukira pistol.
Apa yang kau lakukan sayang!
Oh.. hampir saja ku salah sangka.

Prang prang prang prang prang!
..anu sayang, lipstikmu bikin merinding;
madumu buatku meriang, bisa mundur sedikit sayang?
Aku takut dipanggang.

Selasa, 11 Februari 2014

A Man of The Oblivion

A Man of The Oblivion

Earth spinning under sway arm as we walk,
A man lay beside thy fire,
As the property burn his feet under the rain.
The rain is by nature, and the property was where he stand.
By the land is not where he stand, a wings shall be his only expectation;
Send him a bird for ride, show him thy bread;
May the wings became a flame, may the gale vanish his faded time.

As his vanity whisper for eden,as his unborn sin frightened by thy inferno;
By dying is a man rely on, drum and brink are endlessly his terror;

Merely life has it is end (but it is has not), he shall numbered his day.

Cave Man and Scholar Boy

Cave Man and Scholar Boy

Cave man bare hand built his home,
scholar boy built his home by lust;
Cave man paint history on the cave wall,
scholar boy paint his skull in grey;
Cave man make a statue,
 knowledge set scholar boy into bust;
Cave man write, scholar boy talk;
Cave man read nature,
books makes scholar boy’s hand numb;
Cave man feed hid children,
scholar boy make riot;
Cave man hunt, scholar boy slay;
Cave man only deceased,

scholar boy scorched.

Young Man in Study

Young Man in Study

in the soundless forest,
I saw a pale hoary man swing a lantern in his hand,
walking leisurely in the nightfall like a gentle breeze,
guide himself to the way.

thru the moon and stars,
I know where the sun rise and fall;
In the dim a slight pace taken blindly,
 I toward him, I myself toward where he gone.

Minggu, 09 Februari 2014

Unbearable

Unbearable

Naked children dance around the fire, celebrate the victory against my purity and  humble.
Not a girl is men’s wishperer, not beauty one entice men.
But a passion set men on madness, chaos and triumph cry filled his hart like a bom.
Unclothes, shyless, insane, and broken, nothing left but gloom, grieve men like hell.
Thought they’ve won, he’s beaten at the first desire.

All men’s  war, all men’s failure, all men’s silliness.

O Love

O Love

The beauty of love, love with lack of knowing whole.
Admire love with, with no certain beautifulness measure.
If God is love, he’s shall be men’s whole.
A man with God must be a lover one.
Under the lucidity of the night, look upon star away, I know the measure of love.

Amongst God and me, amongst my love and me.