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Setitik Malu

picture : helene delmaire painting

Aku pikir karena dia juga seorang wanita Dia akan mengerti pentingnya menjaga harga diri

Aku pikir karena dia juga seorang istri Dia akan mengerti pentingnya kejujuran dalam sebuah hubungan

Aku pikir karena dia juga seorang ibu Dia akan mengerti pentingnya memberi contoh tentang kebahagiaan tanpa merusak kebahagiaan orang lain

Aku pikir karena dia juga seorang manusia Dia akan memiliki setitik malu untuk mengajak lebih dulu.

Tapi ah sudahlah…

Cibubur Junction. Oct 26, 2017. Taxi 09.32 pm.

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Fake

Your love is
Your word is
Your action does

What would be left?
A broken heart
A wounded soul
and A damage faith

What would be need?
?
?
?
 
What would it be?
?
?
?

Perhaps you too are.

Luna

To him

She represent the moon
A sweet, kind, smart and shy girl
That he never can escape
Long talks long nights
Shimmering in her light
To keep company
Loyal
And never will leave someone who truly loves

To her

She represent darkness
A bubbly, delude, liar and thick-faced girl
That she never can forget
Long chats long deceit
Glittering in her spite
To keep memory
Cheater
And never leave someone who wasn’t meant to be hers

Repeat

Been ages since I shed tears
Close my eyes but there’s only pain
My eyes sore
My heart heavy
My mind hurt
Tears
Tears
There’s only tears left
As I should trust when you taught me distrust
As I should believe when showed me lies
Nothing left
What’s left
As words never ment to comprehend
Dont talk about love
It’s not even love
Love doesn’t hurt
Being left to sleep does
Wound the night hollow the day
O dear sun, he doesn’t deserve
Your shine.

It Hurts.


Love is hurt
Love is capable to destroy one heart and cherish the other

Love is capable to make people blind of one eye and one heart

I could love

I could hate

I could transform love into hate

Love is jealousy

Love is when one entitled was allow to wait in the dark and the forbidden one was allow to bath in shine

I could love

I could revenge

I could transpire love into revenge

Love is stupid

Love is when you dive into lust of your own and don give a fuck to other.

Love is when you bow in temporary cheap thrills and lost in adultery.

I could love

I could, Love x

Memories

It’s been sixteen years
Loong and hollow

There’s day it was unbearable

But then there’s day I hardly remember

Mind is like a mesh

Remember certain things 

And forgot others

I was afraid I’d forget

So I have you everywhere

In pictures

in wall

in wallet

in your old book recipe 

In your handwriting

That’s how I keep you alive

By remembering

By baking

By cooking

Because only then I can meet you through memories.

Unfair

image

One being said
Was different from
One being felt

I was cry for you
I was cry for him
For you to feel the unfairness
That was totally denied
Totally unacceptable
For him to have feel the unfairness
That should name of love
Totally bullshit love

One being said
Was different from
One being felt

I was cry for you
I was cry for him
For you my ache gone deeper
That I didn’t remember mine
Only yours
For him to have drag down
That I have so much bitterness for
Only you

One being said
Was different from
One being felt

I was cry for you
I was cry for him
For you to have gone through all
The bullshit that I have to witness
That crashing down your life
For him to have one undefined
Role that let you be swept by waves
That limiting your life

One being said
Was different from
One being felt.

Sleepyhead

ph: galaxy-is-my-limit

Sleeping sleeping

How many time do you need for sleeping

So will you wake up brand new

And ready to sink in

New day new life new challenge

Sleeping sleeping

You always sleeping

And will you end up sleeping

Many seconds of many minutes of many hours

Leaving me bearing of you sleeping

Sleeping sleeping

I hate it when your life is all about dreaming

In the morning in the day in the night

So you might be seeking

For anything but sleeping

Sleeping sleeping

Ain’t no beauty sleeping

Or probably the beast roaming

And leave aching

Of living

Sleeping sleeping

You should stay sleeping and beautifully dreaming

But that ain’t no life

and you’ll never survive

More Than Home

ph: vk.com

I want to have a house

One-story or two-story

No matter what I want to have a house

A house that my house

Not your parents’ house

Or my parents’ house

I want our house

where I could walk buck-naked

After our long love-making

Or after I went for shower

Or when I cook for your meal

Or when I am dancing like nuts

I want to have a house

That I don’t have to worry

Whether to wear short pants

Or in my panties

Or in my see-through lingerie

Or even in a boxer and over-sized T-shirt

Without being judge

With a smirk

With a leer

With a mock

I want to have a house

One-story or two-story

No matter what I want to have a house

A house that my house

Not your parents’ house

Or my parent’s house

I want our house

With our only little kitchen

My only little kingdom

With one or two small bedroom

My fitted-queen-sized-bed bedroom

With our crappy shower

My hot-and-cold shower

I want to have house

One-story or two-story

No matter what I want to have a house

A house that my house

Not my your parents’ house

Or my parent’ house

I want our house

Where I can moans and groans

I want to have a fucking goddamn house.

Invidia

WP_002250I know I shouldn’t have to

Feel as if I didn’t own it

Where I actually did

I feel jealousy

Because people look at you

And not me

Because people see but me

I hate you

Because all my insecurities

That tore me

and All I blame with profanity

O fools me

I know I shouldn’t have to

Think as if I am the only who deserve it

Where I actually not

I feel a pang

In my heart

Because I blame you and me

And the people before me

I hate them

Because they are my insecurities

That cracks me

and All I do more stupidity

O silly me

O devil I no desire on kneel you