Coretan Warna Merah

Kala zaman mengundang warna
asmara dan lara beraduk ria
mengapa aku merasa penat
letih... bosan... muak!

Sepanjang layang memandang
hitam putih terbaur kabur
tapi itulah masalahnya
dua corak berduet sahaja
monoton oh kutonton
gubahlah hidupku
karna takutku membatu duniaku
layaknya benalu dalam kapas
dibawah tinta diatas kertas
bukankah merah merekah indah
saat terkuas lembut belainya
saat itu pula...
hidupku tlah berubah.

This is not a poem!

Want to write so much
A poem out of this boredom
but what can i say
i'm either painfully dying or painfully dead

yet my panic seizure seems to failed me today
i had none emotions, lacks of spirits,
as same as a frickin puppet jinx.
Yes... I am dead, I guess..

No you're not dead!
IDIOT!
Can't you see that the puppet's been freed?
The spirits are everywhere,
and the seizure fails you every freakin day!

Yet the skies are not moving!
I'm breathin, the breath from the dead,
yet my mind wonders to those skies
and the colors are black and white
I may not be dead, but now..
I feel colorless...

But how can I write if I'm dead?
How can I be dead, if I write?
Either way, no poem today...
or is there?

I guess this is my poem
it's about NOT a poem
Yet somehow, it came to live,
meanwhile... i am not..
DAMN!
I need to write a real poem!

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Written by me and AlexJhon while chatting via YM.

Musikku Temanku

Senandung nada-nada f, g, a
petikan keempat, kelima
vibrasi gelombang, menggelitik telinga
merangsang otak melipur lara

Nyanyikan lagu bersamaku
di kala hati sedih dan sendu
temani diriku jadilah hiburku
sampai sakitku enyah berlalu

Dendangkan melodi penuh arti
di kala sunyi sepi sendiri
temani diriku nikmati hari
hingga ajalku menyapa nanti

Siulkan suara irama serentak
di kala rasa cinta bergejolak
temani jiwaku tertawa terbahak
Keletak! Keletok! Keletak!

Soliloquist,
Sept 17, 2008

Comments : Sebenarnya mau bikin lebih panjang, tapi waktu itu waktu tidak mengizinkan.. lagian gw nulisnya juga di selembar kertas kecil, jadi gak muat mau nulis dimana lagi hahaha... so beginilah jadinya... namun gw suka sekali dengan puisi ini... cheers :X

The Dense Nothingness

It was a dull vacuum I tried to see
despite my shielded eyes
why, I couldn’t see

I stretched out my hands
everything’s around
yet I couldn’t touch

It was a vast abyss I walked on
broad and unshaped
Oh my, I couldn’t breathe

I try to unfold
my past and future
why, I still can’t see.


Soliloquist,
Aug 8, 2008