tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55558224772371753522011-11-12T00:24:39.543+07:00Poems, stories, a confession of a heart.Viehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349515938704380146noreply@blogger.comBlogger461100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555822477237175352.post-13348703179643600532010-06-15T22:39:00.002+07:002010-06-15T22:39:27.164+07:00

kamu tahu rasanya permen kapas? manis. meleleh. hangat. seperti itu juga rasanya ketika mataku menyentuh dasar kedalaman matamu ketika hidungku mencuri-curi aromamu ketika telingaku menelusuri suaramu manis. meleleh. hangat. aku suka permen kapas. tapi aku lebih suka kamu.

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Aku membelanjakan terlalu banyak uang untuk membeli kata-kata, tapi tak satu pun bisa kugunakan. Ini karena aku harus bicara di depan kamu. Aku telah bertatapan mata, bicara berdua dengan hati. "Ayo bilang pada dia," kataku pada hati. Hati setuju. Dan kubeli jutaan kata-kata. ..tapi kamu membungkam semuanya. Kata-kata yang mahal menjadi tak bernilai. Senyumanmu merendahkan nilai sejuta kata. Apa

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Kenapa senyumanmu masih bermain-main di hutan pikiranku?  Meski kupenggal kepala ini, kamu masih tamasya di tengkorakku.  Bagaimana bisa kamu terus? Kenapa suaramu masih berlompatan di gendang telingaku?  Meski kucabut daun telingaku, kamu masih menendang-nendang gendang telingaku. Bagaimana bisa kamu terus? Aku masih ingat sepatunya yang terlihat terlalu besar,  padahal kakinya memang

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"Sini, kugendong. Aku akan membawamu lebih dekat pada bintang." katanya sambil berjongkok menawarkan punggungnya. Di panggung jalanan malam itu, tarian malaikat pun tak dapat menyaingi kami. Titik-titik lembut sang hujan menjadi penari latar kami. Kami larut dalam musik hati. Dentuman jantungnya bersahutan dengan dentuman jantungku, membuat sebuah harmoni; lebih cepat dari irama hujan, lebih

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Alasan kenapa saya nggak terlalu sering mempromosikan blog ini: Karena ini suara hati saya yang memalukan. Karena orang-orang yang terlibat di dalamnya, ahem, benar-benar nyata, dan masih hidup. Karena ini memalukan. Jadi sering saya simpan aja. Ah, sudahlah... Toh saya tidak punya malu. Benar?

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Kamu bisa cinta aku. Itu stupid. Tapi itu salah satu ciri cinta. Stupid. Kamu bisa sayang aku. Itu aneh. Tapi salah satu ciri cinta juga, aneh. Kamu bisa suka aku. Itu sinting. Tapi sinting juga salah satu unsur cinta. Yah, aku, kamu, kita gila. Sepertinya. Siapa peduli? Lihatlah monyet di kebun binatang, mereka gak peduli dikira jorok karena garuk-garuk. Kenapa kita takut dikira gila karena

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Buat kamu, yang tersinting, Kamu sinting. Itu yang paling aku tau soal kamu. Aku tau kamu paling suka siomay. Dan waktu kamu makan kamu gak peduli mulutmu belepotan. Kadang bahkan anak kecil bisa makan lebih rapi dari kamu yang seperti dua bulan lamanya gak makan. Aku tau kamu juga paling suka nonton bola. Entah di mana menariknya, lapangan hijau dan bola yang berlarian itu bisa bikin kamu liatin

Viehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349515938704380146noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555822477237175352.post-47364228892128049122009-08-04T23:29:00.001+07:002009-08-04T23:31:45.802+07:00

You may know many things,but don't assume you know everything.Here, feel my heart beat.I tell you one thing,as long as I can feel this beats, you're here.You will always be a part of these beats.Of my heart.Of my life.

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Missing you is like eating ice cream.It melts, it feels cold, and it gives thirst in the heart.Missing you,It hurts.

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Let me stay in your memory.So whenever you miss me,you can always have me with you.Trap me in your memory,So if one day I go,I'd still be with you.*sob*

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I hate you.Even in my dreamyou walked in and thenwalked away withoutsaying a word.Are you not a human?

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In the journey through words,In the space through sentences,I seek you in every letter,I run to you through each little space.You're hiding,or you're not?I saw you,or I didn't?What's this view beyond words?Am I only dreaming?When I see you out of your hiding.Been missing you in this room of words,Where are you?I miss you today,I missed you yesterday,I've been missing you all day.How can I survive?

Viehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349515938704380146noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555822477237175352.post-54625221883279991012009-08-04T23:13:00.001+07:002009-08-04T23:14:43.305+07:00

If words are money,I'll die in poverty.Because I can't say a word,That to me,You mean a whole world.

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My heart is like roller coaster. I can't control the movement it makes!Up and down and twirl. Shocking and terrifying it comes,when your smile starts the engine.Even in silence the beats remain.In this heart, my heart.

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aku ingin bebas.tapi aku takut jatuh.krn sayapku belum cukup kuat utk terbang.aku ingin terbang.tapi aku takut mati.krn kalau jatuh,aku tak bs kembali.berada di kotak ini membuatku sakit.seperti ada di penjara.tapi kenapa aku tetap di sini?aku takut sakit.apakah dunia di luar kotak besi ini hangat?apakah kalau aku keluar aku dapat menyentuh kehangatan?aku hanya takut.takut mati.

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Cinta Berpijak pada Perasaan Sekaligus Akal SehatMiskonsepsi pertama yang ditentang Bowman adalah manusia jatuh cintadengan menggunakan perasaan belaka. Betul, kita jatuh cinta denganhati. Tapi agar tidak menimbulkan kekacauan di kemudian hari, kitadiharapkan untuk juga menggunakan akal sehat. Bohong besar kalau kitabisa jatuh cinta dengan begitu saja tanpa bisa mengelak. Yangsesungguhnya terjadi

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i don't really understand what feeling i'm having right now about him. i think i like him, but i don't even eager to have his photographs. but this new guy keeps bothering my mind since i first met him. his smile and eyes match my type so much. and i love his laugh after all.maybe i have to admit that i don't love them, because there are so many different feelings that can't be easily described.

Viehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349515938704380146noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555822477237175352.post-73496161518706650332009-08-04T13:50:00.001+07:002009-08-04T13:50:43.445+07:00

this is not a love letter, and it's not supposed to be one. it doesn't sound like one either.all i wanna say is i can't hold it no more. i can't keep it anymore.i kept it hidden in my deepest part of heart. i always kept it secret. but now i cannot hide it anymore. i want you. and that's true.everything reminds me of you. and now i can't stand not meeting you. please say that you miss me too.

Viehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349515938704380146noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555822477237175352.post-32803506111992003192009-08-04T13:48:00.000+07:002009-08-04T13:50:14.052+07:00

Sejak kapan ya?Sejak kapan ya nama u jadi sangat menarik perhatian gw?Sejak kapan ya sms u jadi gw simpen terus di inbox yang udah seringkali kepenuhan?Sejak kapan ya gw jadi sering mikirin u?Sejak kapan ya gw ngitung-ngitungin hari-hari yang uda gw laluin bareng u dan itungin berapa hari lagi sampe kemungkinan gw ga akan ketemu u lagi?Sejak kapan waktu terasa terlalu cepet waktu aku lagi ada di

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Hey, Mr. Moon..You came early today. You know I'm still missing your light.Though I've always been missing you, I know I've got to move on.Now, you guessed right. My heart has shown its motion.Knowing that the chance to reach you happens to be none,I won't be waiting anymore.Though I know some times in the future you'll be showing your light again to me,I will just try to smile and keep the

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Give me back my heart, Dear...If you don't need it, I do.I've been dead since you took it away.Now I wanna live and feel my heart beat.Bring it back here.Now.Please.

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dear a friend,I'm posting this not to break our promise, I'm just sharing my thoughts about commitment and relationship. :) No offense dear friend! :)Hmm... Gw jadi inget lagi soal relationship. Temen-temen sekeliling gw banyak yang ga ngerti nilai-nilai hubungan pria dan wanita kayak gini, atau banyak juga yang ngerti tapi lebih milih untuk mengikuti kata hatinya daripada kata hatiNYA. Kalo

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Tuhan, aku pengen punya pacar!!!“Kenapa?” tanya Tuhan tiba-tiba. Aku yang lagi bengong tiba-tiba sadar.“Apa?” tanyaku.“Kenapa kamu pengen punya pacar?” Tuhan bertanya lagi. Kali ini lebih lengkap.“Kok?” aku yang sejak tadi cuma bengong tanpa ngomong apa-apa agak kaget juga waktu Tuhan nanya langsung gak pake basa basi lagi. Yah, seperti biasanya, aku juga udah tau sih kalo Tuhan tau pikiranku.“

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Udah lama nih aku gak ngomongin soal cinta. Halah! Pagi-pagi ngomongin cinta, sedap euy! *padahal masih banyak yang perlu aku kerjain hari ini, misalnya, mandi* Tapi sebelum mandi, aku mau ngomongin soal cinta dulu. Gak peduli badan bau, gak peduli dunia terjengkang, gak peduli tugas potograpi yang gak kelar-kelar. Hehehe...It's been a while since the last time I fell in love with him.Udah banyak

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Manusia pada berisik.Kerjaannya cuma ngritik.Dari luar keliatan cantik.Dalamnya hati fasik.Mending ga usah buka suara.Yg paling byk duitnya yg juara.Ga usah maki-maki.Yg denger uda aki-aki.Kuping nempel tapi budeg.Otak pinter tapi ndableg.Ga pduli rakyat cemas.Cuma pduli ngantongin emas.Uang jd alasan utama.Buka suara jg percuma.Manusia emang brisik.Cuma bs ngritik.Dunia uda kebalik.Ga jelas mana

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please say it.that you d0n't want me to go.please say it.that you need me being here.please say it.that you want me to stay.please say it.because I am the onewho keep saying it.yeah, it was you.but now it is me.i am sorry.that i was never enough.

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If I go back to the past,Go back further,Further, and further more..To the days I was a teenager,To the days I was a little girl,To the days I was a cute little kid,To the days I was a baby,To the day I was newly born,Everything that had happened,Every word that had been spoken,Every time that had been shared,Every strength that had been used,Every heart that had been loved,Every hand that had

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IMiss that time…When my little fingers held a big finger of a mother…IMiss that time…When a mother’s lightest kiss silenced my loudest cry…IMiss that time…When it was hard for me to stand…A strong tender hand held me softly…IMiss that time…When two tender arms hugged the weak body of me…And I just whispered in my heart, ”Mom is the warmest blanket no matter what..”IMiss that time…When a mother’s

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Aku punya 4 jari4 jari berharga yang sangat kujagaKugenggam dengan 4 jari yang lain,Kuat... biar ga lepas... Kadang genggamanku terlalu keras, Mungkin sakit.. sedikit.. aku merasakannya.. Aku ga mau kehilangan sih ! Mungkin aku terlalu egois Aku ga peduli seberapa sakit.. Aku juga merasakannya sih.. Jadi kukendurkan genggamanku.. Tapi aku takut lepas..

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Aku ini 1 keajaiban di antara 1000 malapetakaDengan jantung yang memompa,Dan darah yang mengalir…… sempurna!!!Meski jantung ini hampir tak hidup oleh siksaan hati,Meski darah hampir tak mengalir karena hati yang pahit,Aku mengerti…Jantung ini tak menyesal karena berdetak,Dan darah tak pernah menolak untuk mengalir…Meskipun hati menjadi pahit…Jantung dan darah bekerjameskipun hati menolak…Aku

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The longer I live, the more I learn,That nothing in this world, yes, nothing,Is worth to be earned...For all things will fade, whatever human has made...Every woman and every man, every human will demand,Of things they do not own,But everything is God’s alone...Therefore,In God alone I put my hope,And things I want to cope,Because of the One I trust,I cast all my past.And lay my life till the

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When the sky turns grayAnd the stars don’t show their playWhen you’ve got nothing to sayAnd thing seem to block your wayDon’t give up on your dayAll you’ve got to do is pray…

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I have wings and I want to flyTo know the world from up the skyI ask the wind to bring me highBut she won’t do until I tryTo spread my wings and say goodbyeTo the past that made me cryAnd to the fears that caused me drySo I can fly and reach the skyFor all my dreams are not afarPrepare my heart and bring no fearBecause the place I dream is near

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YOUR love is like soft rain.1 drop touches my lips.and gives me a smile.2 drops touch my cheeks.and give me a kiss.3 drops touch my hair.and caress my head.more drops on fingers, on the palm of my hands.and give me a hug.ONE drop of YOUR love.ONE touch of heaven.

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Let Your love be the air that I breatheThat I may inhale in Your love each second.Let Your love be a morphine to my heartThat I may consume Your love more and more.Let Your love be my heartThat beats over and over again to keep me alive.Let Your love be my bloodThat runs through each vein in my body.Let Your love be my marijuanaThat Your love might bind me which I can’t live without.Let Your love

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A friend that always gives,A friend that never leaves,A friend that always laughs,A friend whose heart is tough,A friend that never frowns,A friend who’s worth a thousand crowns,A friend in need,A friend in deed.“Suatu hari kita akan terbangun, dan tersenyum karena pernah melewatinya. Banyak orang datang dan pergi, tapi yang namanya sahabat sejatiakan selalu ada di hati dan takkan pernah pergi..”

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Pensil kecil Si MungilDiambil Ismail Si JahilDi mobil KancilSi Toil TengilPanggil Si Akil KutilUntuk ngutilUpil IsmailSi Degil KalilNgambil kutil AkilIbu Atil ibunya AkilNgambil martil dan kailDi kastilBuat cungkilMata KalilSi DegilAkil pergi ke kuilBuat operasi kutilTapi malah nambahin upilHabis pendetanya jahilAkil merasa ga adilPergi ke kuil ga ada hasilBukannya ilang itu kutilMalah berubah

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Huh… Orang-orang dewasapura-pura tak punya dosatak putus asa membuat miskin bangsaOrang-orang dewasasok punya kuasatak peduli menginjak-inkjak rakyat biasaOrang-orang dewasasemua sok bisasenantiasa membuat segalanya susahAnak-anak kecil bicara sampai berbusadan menghisap bisa ular dewasakatanya mempertahankan nusakatanya menyatukan bangsayang ada malah kuburan asa..Tak pentinglah kuasaKalau malah

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Orang buta ga bisa lihat. Orang dusta selalu jahat.Orang bisu ga bisa ngomong. Orang palsu selalu bohong.Lebih baik fisik yang lumpuh daripada hati yang rapuh.Lebih baik cacat fisik daripada berhati fasik.

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P U I S IKenapa orang suka puisi?Padahal kata-katanya basiUntuk menjelaskan situasi?Untuk memberi inspirasi?Otak penuh terisiDengan hati yang pucat pasiSeperti makan tanpa nasiHidup tak lengkap tanpa puisiSeperti sambal tanpa terasiSeperti bayi tanpa ASISeperti makanan basiSeperti mobil tak ber-busiSeperti meja tanpa kursiTulisan tak lengkap tanpa puisi*hihihihi... ayo nyengir sekarang, hihihihi.

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Sooner or later, we'll face it.Sooner or later, we'll find our own dead body.What are we doing here on earth?To wait for our death? To see others die?What are we doing here?To have all power?To seek for acceptance?To control everything and everybody?Sooner or later,Today or maybe tomorrow,In an hour or in a month,In this year or in ten years,We all will eventually say,"Hello death, here I come..

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thinking of you is like a task that has no deadlineyou've been in my mind longer than you should have beenyou still pop out on my mindyour name came into my mindnow more often than it did beforeit's been a spellthat performs no magicit's a bad spellit's a pain-grower spellit's your name

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To the one that was once more than a best friend.*********We were so closeWe were more than best friendsWe were sistersTime fliesThings changeCharacter growsWill we ever be the same again?Do you miss our past times?Chat till the dawn,Late night phone calls,Giggles and gossips and stories,Tears and laugh and a tap in the back,Do you remember?Because I do,and I begin to miss you.

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Every time I think of you, my mind tells me,"Don't. You're done thinking about him. Think about anything else."But I answer,"Anything else?""Yes, anything else." My mind answers."But my anything else is him.""But he is everything else.""Don't you have your own world to think about?""Yes, I do.""Go think about your world.""But... my world goes around him, like the earth goes around the sun."♥ ♥ ♥

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Hari ini, 13 Mei 2009. Ulang tahunku yang ke 20. tapi aku sendirian lagi. Maksudku, sama sekali belum berhasil mendapat pacar. Janji mentraktir teman-temanku pun aku batalkan. Dasar peramal ngaco, katanya aku akan mendapat cowo di hari ulang tahunku yang ke 20. Padahal aku sudah mematuhi persyaratan tak masuk akalnya. Aku mandi 3 kali sehari, aku memakai parfum berbau bunga melati

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Ken, anak paling pintar di kelas gw. Dia banyak tau. Kalo ngomongin bahasa Inggris sama dia, kaya lagi ngomong sama kamus. Kalo lagi ngomongin hal-hal umum dia kaya ensiklopedia hidup. Dan kalo lagi ngomong soal gosip-gosip kenegaraan bahkan gossip artis dia udah kaya pembaca berita yang jalan-jalan. Ken seperti yang tau segala macem persoalan dan pengetahuan di bumi –kecuali kalo

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