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Hai Kawan (2)

Kenangan

Ibarat sebuah lukisan
dengan kuas yang sudah disiapkan oleh Sang Pencipta
setiap kali kau menyapa fajar,
lukisan seperti apa yang ingin kau hasilkan
di atas kanvas putih hati yang baru?

Pasti ada cerita di balik setiap gambar,
mungkin lukisanmu ternoda kekecewaan atau tangisan getir
atau kuasmu tergerak tawa dan canda
apapun itu, lukislah dengan hati
bukti kau pernah menapakkan jejak di dunia ini

##Kenangan

Feelings · Humanity · Poem · Struggles

Hai Kawan

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Image berjudul A Feeling of Emptiness oleh Jeff Masamori (diambil dari artlimited.net)

 

gelap warnamu,
menyeringai tak karuan dari balik muka yang kusut
bayanganmu, terlalu pekat
bahkan –
tak segelintir anginpun mau mengabari kedatanganmu
bila kau ingin datang,
tak ada yang bisa menahan

seperti biasa,
teriakan protesku tercekik oleh laraku sendiri
terjebak dalam putaran hasrat yang tak kunjung usai
dan akhirnya, di penghujung malam yang panjang,
hanya hampa yang tersisa,
menemani dalam kesunyian, mengisi waktu yang terputus

hai kawan,
kedatanganmu, membawa tangis
kepergianmu, keletihan

###Gundah

Hope · Poem · Relationship

Perjalanan

I.

pertunjukan telah usai
panggung terlihat sepi
lampu sudah dimatikan
saat itulah sang aktor perlahan mulai bernapas lagi
dan menyapa heningnya malam, sendiri

dalam hidup
ada waktunya bermain peran
dan ada saatnya persona perlu ditanggalkan
hari sulit pasti akan dijumpai
demikian juga senyum di sela airmata, di akhir penantian

tak ada perjalanan yang mudah dan singkat
tapi akan indah bila kita tahu arah tujuan, dan
berpegang pada Tuhan sebagai kompas
jalan setapak mana yang akan dipilih
ada di genggaman sang empunya iman

II.

perjalanan yang panjang dan berliku
hari berganti malam yang kelam
desah angin malam pun menjadi kelu
menanti embun pagi yang tak kunjung tiba

lidah memang brutal
bila membawa pesan hanya dari hati
tak pernah sempat menunggu datangnya fajar
sebelum air mata terlanjur mengalir

saat pagi tiba dan matahari menyapa
kumencarimu, mengharapkan jawaban
kutemukan kesendirian menyapa, bukan kesepian
bayanganmu mewarnai hari, menemani perjalanan

Poem

Hello

Hello.
Hello to you walking in the garden. What a nice day to take a walk, isn’t it? Please give my regards to the grass under your feet, to the birds singing above you, to the bench you’re sitting on, and to that crispy air of January. Better keep your sweater on, sir. It’s still quite chilly out there. By the way, love that bike!

Hello.
Hello to you with coffee in your hand. My oh my, the pile is high, my friend. My sympathy to you. Looks like you need that cup of bliss. Have you been having enough rest? Don’t forget to go home. Your loved ones miss you. And don’t forget to smile to them, bro. Oh, and nice coffee. Can smell it from out here. Arabica isn’t it?

Hello.
Hello to you up there. It’s been so rare to see you lately. Something must be in the way for us to see you. Is it lonely there? What a burden it must be to carry on your shoulders. Oh forgive me, I mean what an honor it must be. All I know is that I miss you. Life has been pretty dark down here lately. Shall we dance? Yes, of course under you. So light us please. Stay wild!

Hello.
Hello to you, growling one. Look at you, how cute! Awww, and you know it too, don’t you? Catch! Oh, that is smart. Yeah? Again? Okay. Catch! That a boy! Now give me a five!

Hello.
Hello to you, tall ones. Nice shade you’re giving me. Feel that fresh air, thanks to you. I can feel all my senses are alive! Can’t help to feel at awe standing small underneath you. This is indeed a very humbling experience. So sorry we haven’t been giving you enough appreciation that you deserve. Instead, we’ve been taking advantage of you. How wrong have we been!

And hello.
Hello to you whom I really want to say hello actually. It’s been a while since I last heard your voice. What have you been up to? What I would do to hear your stories again, to be in your company. Has the world drowned you again? Life may beat you upside down again and you may fall, but prevail, my dear. Stay with me and I’ll stay with you. In there. Yes, inside you. You got it. I’ll be — where you need me.

 

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**This writing has been inspired by a writing prompt about hello. The instruction was simple. Write a story or a poem that starts with “hello.” Got it!**

Poem

Someday

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Image is credited to xMegalopolisx, from Deviantart.com

Someday,
She will feel nothing
Emotions will evaporate
No longer a burden on her being

Someday,
She will care for no words
Words will lose its way
No longer have the power to hurt

Someday,
She will shed no more tears
Empty eyes, left to decay
But free from fears

Someday,
Her journey will cease
And she reaches the end
It is then when she discovers peace

It is then when…
she starts…
living

Poem

The Night Dance

She asked me once,

Have you ever met emptiness? Did you talk to it? What does it look like? How does it make you feel?
Have you ever looked at loneliness in the eyes? Stared through those eyes? What do you see behind them?
Have you ever cried so hard ’til your chest hurts, but at the same time,
You knew there’s no point in crying?

Why so, I asked back,
And she answered,

Because the world is not curious about you
Why should the world bother?
Only loneliness listens
In a devoted way
And quietly

Then she turns and walks away,

…..

So life continues
Night then turns to dawn
And soon, comes the night again
Over time, she learns the steps by heart
And she dances her part humbly so, with grace

Poem

To Love a Shadow

one day she ask, how to love
a shadow?
why you ask, I say
but she answer none

so then I offer these words,

don’t love a shadow
but find the light
the only one that could pull the shadow out from his cocoon
the one that dances with him, anytime
under the night canopy

don’t love a shadow
but find its master
the one with a face and eyes

stare into those eyes
shine light on them
find what you’re looking for
and if you find it
then you can love the shadow

why the question, I ask again,

because on some days
shadow is the only one I have, said she