Tuesday, September 21, 2010

The straight lines are distorted at the end of the road.

It used to be so easy. Everything was simple. When you were small, you can practically parasites your parents. Yes, I'm using a noun as a verb. And they don't care. As you get older, issues rose. You can't bullshit this, you can't fuck that.

I'm sitting very still, just in case there is a glimpse of divinity is being revealed to me. It seems that everything however easy it seemed clots towards the end. What I'm trying to say is, my kid self won't waste a single minute sitting still just to be convinced that there's something behind everything. And everything was easier back then. Why did I wish my future to be complicated? (Yeah, I did because being a kid is boring.)

Innocence. That's the word. The essence of peace. We'll have our imaginary friend who wouldn't lay a finger to hurt us.

I'm not being coherent.

Let me number these then.

1. Being an adult is a pain, mostly.

2. Nothing is a piece of cake. Even a piece of cake.

Monday, September 20, 2010


Matahariku yang hitam gelap.

Yang cahayamu aku curi buat lampu di kala malam aku sendiri.

Langkah aku makin penat, cerita aku makan tenat.

Masa makin berlari ke depan sedang aku tercungap di belakang.

Kadang aku pandang dulu yang terang agar kaki gagah kembali.

Sukar meletak hati di meja judi.

Bila ke depan aku lihat semua malap.

Matahariku, aku pohon cahayamu kembali.

Friday, September 17, 2010


Usah meminta pada bulan untuk memanjangkan malam.

Setiap tangis yang tercipta tak ada erti jika rasa kau layu seketika.

Mungkin bayang sang angin masih belum boleh memadam cahaya yang kau sangka abadi.

Tapi harus kau tahu, cahaya itu hanya berbohong.

Jangan cuba menyelam laut dalam.

Cahaya itu takkan memandu kau.

Nafas takkan sampai, kau hanya akan lemas sendirian...

Wednesday, September 15, 2010


I have two things to say. The first one is that i miss you. I hope you miss me too. I wonder if you're still thinking about what we talked about and the sweet boysenberry in the ice cream we had.

I wonder if you miss having me by your side. My smile, my laugh and my frown?

This whatever I feel has devoured me from the inside.

The second thing is, I miss you a lot.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Today I put your pictures in a box and seal them away.

But I realized I can't even forget how they make me feel.

The truth is, if I ever say I moved on, that simply means I fell in love for someone else. But to forget how you made me feel?