Haruskah kita takut pada lara Kala kita tahu semua rasa bisa kita cipta Jujurlah saja pada semua rasa yang kau rasa Agar kita terhindar dari ringkuk tanpa asa Setiap hari kuhidup dan bernyanyi di dunia Ada yang beda kala berbincang tanpa topeng Enggan rasanya kuberhenti berbicara denganmu Haru yang kurasa sudah menyatu dengan semu yang […]Read more "Sebuah Kisah"
People say we should not be together, but for me you can be an equal to joy. Let me tell you a little secret about myself. A hidden pain I kept safe behind my genuine smile for you. They might not know what is happening between us. We are limited by the superstitious belief about […]Read more "Life Equation"
Bad things are done lately. I stopped praising the king for what he had taken away was too much. I growl in silence over my solid ego. I never hoped for betraying my faith, but all that I have is my broken faith. So, I scrapped all the numbness and stand in the middle of […]Read more "Easy"
Don’t cry. For me crying is a sign of scars. I apologize for all that happened, because I never meant to hurt you. This coffee tastes too sweet for me, yet here I am wondering why you would order this drink everytime you go to this coffee shop. Open your eyes. It is very awful […]Read more "Continue"
It is the second month since his last journey to hell. If you think that hell is all hot and desperate, it is not. Hell is covered with broken promises. It is full of vague voices saying, “What if…what if…what if?” It is not something scary to be in hell, but if you are lost […]Read more "Through Hell and Back"
Secangkir kopi pahit terasa amat manis kala hati sedang teriris. Ini bukan sebuah puisi atau rayuan, hanya jeritan hati yang lelah menanti. Ku rindu hangatnya sinar fajar dibulan Agustus saat rintik tangis tiada kudengar. Mungkin pelukku takkan pernah selembut peluknya, dan mungkin hadirku takkan pernah bisa mengeringkan tetes air matanya. Sembari menggenggam jemariku kau mengatakan […]Read more "Si Hitam Manis"
Do you know the feeling of sunshine touching your bare skin? I knew it. It was warm, calming me, and full of joy. It was there a few weeks ago. You were my sunshine, at least I still hope you are. This is a story of a normal love, with some shots of dry gin […]Read more "My Bad Habits"