dulu

dulu

ketika pena belum terganti keypad, keyboard, dan touchpad

aku terbiasa menulis hari

dalam binder usang yang kumal

dulu

curahan hati adalah rahasia

antara bisunya kertas dan coretan tinta dalam diam

senam jantung ketika lupa letak

dan menikmati indahnya rahasia

sayang sekali mereka tak abadi

aku juga lupa

entah dimana dan siapa yang membaca

aku tak ingin mengetahuinya

biar berlalu seperti waktu

toh aku baik baik saja

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Hello WordPress…

It’s been a while since the last time I wrote here, time running fast and boom! It’s already June. Halfway to 2018!! So far, what have you done? What do you achieve this first six month of 2017?

Thinking about achievement, it hurts me a little, it’s so sad that I haven’t got anything matters this year. Yeah, just a regular year, another year of my life.

This year is my 20th birthday. An important number, which shows that you’re an adult now. But I see no difference , it’s just the same. Broke and single, and no new friends, and my writings still bad.

Some people might never change, I guess I’m that kind of people. Still skinny, still clumsy, still ugly, still addicted to bad puns and Harry Potter. Yup, I’m twenty and still reads Harry Potter, over and over again. And still can’t get over from my first crush *damn* , with zero circumstances to talk with him. Well, my life might be miserable, but I never get bored of it.

Today is Ramadhan day 12, and I can’t fullfill this Ramadhan coz the first 3 day of Ramadhan I get my period *sighhhhh*

Something new in this 2017 is my job, but I’m not proud of it. Desk job is not fun. Well at least I got a job. Even with unbelievably low salary and full hours 😔. But it’s okay, no, no, its not okay.

Anddd I never practice my English so it get worse, usually I practices English with my social media friends, one from Peru, and the other one is from India. Yup , no friends from native speakers.
But that one from Peru, we barely in touch, cuz time differences. While in Indonesia is 7 am on Wednesday, in peru is 7 pm on Tuesday. See? No chances. The one from India has always been so busy with his study and barely online. So I just reads some English articles and memes, trying to adding new vocabs to my brain. And write this, I hope that there is Grammar Nazi that reads this and they can kindly tell me the problem, so I can fix this writings.

Well, the another bad news in 2017 is so much bombs exploded, Afghanistan, Jakarta, Manchester, Syiria, feels bad man.. While here in Indonesia specially java, we made “mercon” or “petasan” or “meriam bambu” that creates explosion for fun during ramadhan, they’re toys like fireworks but a little bit dangerous, it’s like a bomb but without studs or pins that hurts people, but still, the blast can cause disease, for ears and hand if you hold it while lit it .

Well that’s all in my mind tonight, see ya next time,

Wassalamualaikum

Bosan

Aku bosan
Bosan membaca
Bosan terdecak oleh kata kata
Bosan tersihir kalimat pujangga
Adakah yang sama?

Aku bosan
Bosan menjadi penikmat
Bosan menjadi pengagum
Bosan menjadi yang selalu terpukau
Tulisan tangan kalian
Cerita dalam gubahan kalimat yang selalu indah
Mutiara setiap kata pujangga
Puisi dalam setiap melodi
Suara hati dalam balutan imajinasi

AKU IRI
Pada mereka
Yang mampu mengubah sederhana jadi bermakna
Membagi rasa dalam stanza
Melihat keindahan dalam perspektif yang berbeda
Membagi senyum hanya dengan kata kata
Membuat orang lain mampu merasakan kesedihan yang sama

Aku ingin seperti mereka
Aku tak ingin jadi penikmat belaka
Aku ingin jadi pencipta bangga
Adakah yang sama?
Ingin kubagi rasa dalam dada
Seindah, lebih indah mereka
Entah bagaimana
Aku akan mencoba.

Sleman, 3 Mei 2016 11. 10 pm

-khu

Love

Sebuah kata
Tanpa definisi
Empat buah huruf yang punya banyak arti
Namun tetap tak terdefinisi.
Tak bisa dilihat dan bisa dicapai.
Ada tanpa kata sebagai bukti
Tak mungkin dikatakan dengan ucapan
Dapat kuteriakkan dengan diam.

Aku bertanya tanya masih adakah
Yang sesungguhnya?

-khu