Biar

Sekali lagi,
untukmu yang berjuang
yang memeras keringat hingga tak setetes pun tersisa
yang dengan kedua kakimu datang dan pergi tak henti jua

Mungkin doa yang kupanjatkan hanyalah setitik air dalam lautan
Hanya batang rumput dalam hutan

Namun izinkan aku menyambut datangmu dengan doa agar Tuhan angkat lelahmu
Izinkan aku mengantar pergimu dengan doa agar Tuhan selamatkan dirimu
Izinkan aku menunggu kembalimu dengan doa agar Tuhan jamin kebahagiaanmu
Dan izinkan aku mengelap peluhmu dengan doa agar Tuhan lihat semangatmu

Dan dengan doa pula aku melepasmu...
Agar Tuhan biarkan aku jadi tempat pulangmu

(021013)

A Goodbye Kiss

If you asked me,
I'd say I want a goodbye that ends with a kiss

Not with arguments
Nor curses
Nor grudges

Not by phone
Nor even worse, text message
Nor emailI want the one we didn't go through

Hello.

Hello.

All these times, I have a habit of writing down my inner thoughts on my Blackberry. Since it's going to be on sale soon, I decided to post here.

Sorry if there's one or two repost.

Cheers!

Melati

These days

Dear sunshine,

these days, love feels so simple. Now that we are meant to meet almost every day, I can spend hours talking to you. I love smiling while talking to you. I also love laughing at whatever you say.

I enjoy your company almost every time, even in text messages. I can spend minutes looking at your name and wanting to say "I miss you. Do you notice? I like you."

It used to break my heart when I know she's around, but not anymore. And love cannot be any less relieving than knowing it no longer hurts. 

These days, love cannot be any less delightful than knowing we are getting more and more comfortable with each other.

ooo

What comes to mind when the world falls silent...

What comes to mind when the world falls silent
Is a playback of a scene
Where the two of us meet
Are the words that were said between you and me

What comes to mind when the night fades out
Is the wounds we created out
Of the mistakes we failed to avoid

And...
Streaming down my face are the truths I refuse to see

(Depok, Mei 2013)

Tanya

Apa ini yang kurasa?
Siapa engkau yang membayangi hari-hariku?
Samakah kau dan dirinya?
Apa engkau orang yang sama dengan dia yang akrab namun tak kunjung sampai tanganku menggapai?

Lalu mengapa kau berbeda?
Mengapa engkau berkelana dalam lubuk hatiku?
Mengapa engkau begitu dekat hingga sakit rasanya aku begitu kuat memelukmu?

Beritahu aku,
Siapa engkau yang tega nian membuntutiku sepanjang hari, yang tega nian berisik di pikiranku?
Samakah kau dengan dia yang kadang dingin melihatku, yang di lain waktu begitu dekat hingga hangat tubuhnya merembes ke kulitku?

(Depok, 19 September 2013)

A Wobbly Night

Right now I'm supposed to be doing my literature review for my academic writing class. 

Been doing it under the surveillance of sympathetic sun and moon for twice cycle. I know I should've been sleeping since six hours ago... I have class at 9. Yet, I don't want to hurry it. I know I can produce better writing if I do it step by step, slowly and carefully. 

My corpus is The Godfather by Mario Puzo; not the Hollywood best-selling movie directed by Francis F. Coppola. Found that there are so many analysis about the movies, almost none about the book. Too bad. I honestly believe people should pay more attention to this beautifully written book.