Friday, April 28, 2017

Pertigaan

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Dua baris paragraf yang mengisahkan bingkisan bercorak magenta.
Empat bangku dengan dua orang di seberang dan berkawankan sepi.
Mereka bersua sedangkan aku mati dibunuh kata.

Telah tiba hari di mana nurani sampai di pertigaan.
Antara ladang kering atau tanah penuh genangan.
Tertera tanda memutar balik yang dapat menjadi pilihan.
Kaki terpaku pilu, kaku tak mampu berjalan.

Ratusan konsultasi dilancarkan kepada seorang insan.
Bukan rayuan, bukan keluhan, bukan juga roman picisan.
Hanya rintihan, selingan perputaran roda kehidupan.
Ini baru permulaan, di ujung sana terdapat titik persekutuan.

Saturday, April 15, 2017

Love X Lust

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Going down the road while leaving footprints.
I'm making a coffee this morning while she's dropping hints.
Taking advantages of the sunshine and what in her beliefs.
Now I'm sure we can't only depend on some "what-ifs".

Dinner's served tonight trying to look tough.
I gave all the flowers and cards but it weren't enough.
Through the embarrassment dances in the past,
I couldn't remember how calming your handwriting was.

Even though it's only a thin-red line,
And now you have yours and I have mine,
Every Tuesday, every now and then,
Seeing the arrival and departure of women and men,

I think it will be my last call.
That would be all.