I’ll be the purple in your green When some people get so obscene I’ll be the red in your gray Just jump on bed and yell ‘hooray!’ I’ll be the orange in your brown Well, it doesn’t rhyme, but don’t frown Cause I’ll be the blue in your yellow And stay beside you when you’re … More Colors
It’s a recycled poem that I wrote in 2012. Mereka bilang ada negri diatas awan. Tempat para bidadari terbang dengan selendangnya berkibar. Mengibas warna menghambur rona. Memesona perjaka muda yang hatinya dilanda duka kala rindu menggoda. Sang surya lelah mengantuk tergelincir, terduduk, jatuh dari ufuk. Sambil membungkuk memungut pendar hingga nanti lama-lama pudar. Terkikik, sang … More Negeri di Atas Awan
Maybe This is how it feels like Walking on thin ice Can’t pace too fast Can’t step too hard Can’t stop too long Cannot fall cannot slip cannot lose balance Cannot want to get there Cannot want to run there Cannot go forward can’t go back Cannot fight the sickening urge to flight Cause you’ll … More Maybe
Just say the word And I’ll leave I always picture my life inside there It was so clear, I almost thought it was real But I never get in Just keep on knocking and knocking and knocking on this door Your door You know I could wait here Outside For so long and much longer … More The Door
You always stop and look through me. But, I still remember the times When you stopped and looked at me. I wonder how things changed while I stayed the same. Guess, I was just never there. Dessy Farhany
Tatapanmu begitu lekat, begitu khusyuk, menusuk, membuatku takut tenggelam dalam lautan semu yang membara di wajahku. ‘Cantik’ katamu. Dan akupun melayang. Tatapanmu itu aku mau. Hujan merah jambu berjatuhan di pangkuanku. Desir angin menyibakkan sayap-sayapku. Tunggu, bukan desir tapi deru. Tunggu, mana sayapku?
I can’t contain you You always seep out through my fingers And I am tired of always chasing you, collecting you Trying hard to hold the pieces of you Keeping you whole inside my grasp I held my breath I’m counting to three, to five, to ten Watching you melt away While my palms are … More Just Too Much
Di saat setiap dering telefon membuatmu bertanya-tanya apakah aku masih hidup? Sungguh hatiku pedih Kesalahanku waktu itu Tidak hanya membekas padaku, tapi padamu juga Sungguh hatiku pedih Tetapi yakinlah, aku selalu bersyukur kau bersedia menanggung pedih ini bersama Denganmu, aku percaya, semua akan baik-baik saja Kau tahu sendiri Tidak mungkin aku selalu di sisimu Kau … More Bukan Inginku
Kau berada dalam semi, Bersama semilir angin yang menerbangkan kelopak bunga. Kamu membalikkan lembar-lembar buku, Berbisik di belakang leherku, Mengguratkan senyum yang hanya terlihat untukku. Di sini, Kumenantimu dalam semi, Dan kamu, tiada lagi di sisi. – Dessy Farhany
Towards the end of the year, I think it might be great to reflect a little (or much) about my life. What could be best to describe your reflecting life than Rumi’s piece of poetry called ‘On the Deathbed’? It has been my favorite poem since I found the urge to re-evaluate my life. I … More Reflect on My Life with A Piece of Rumi
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