Pertama Kali

aku bertemu denganmu, pertama kali
ketika hari masih dini
ketika matahari belum tinggi
ketika harapan akan cita kembali memenuhi relung hati

aku berbicara denganmu, pertama kali
dalam keheningan hati
tentang sepotong informasi masa lalu yang kau gali
juga tentang duniamu yang engkau cintai

aku mengagumimu, sejak pertama kali
bukan karena keindahan ragawi
bukan karena kredibilitasmu yang diagungi
bukan karena dorongan hasrat duniawi

aku tetap mengagumimu, seperti pertama kali
meski duniamu terlalu jauh untuk disinggahi
meski perspektifmu tak bisa kumengerti
meski nurani tak membenarkan diri

aku menikmati
setiap waktu yang kau beri
setiap cerita yang kau bagi
setiap rasa yang terpatri

dari pertama kali..

 

(poetry by M. Shubhiyuda Wibawa)

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Why i’ve been blamed

if i said the color of the sky is Amber and it turns Byzantine in the dusk,
then why i’ve been blamed?

if i sleep through the day and i run through the night
then why i’ve been blamed?

if i said that truth is ugly and ugly is alright
then why i’ve been blamed?

if i scent strawberry is sweet but i prefer the musk,
then why i’ve been blamed?

i’ve been mistaken for so long, but when i wear a mask,
why i am not to blame?

but when i tried to show who i wanna be, and turn on the light,
then why i’ve been blamed?

(photo by Taylor Grace)

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Yang terjaga

Bulan purnama nanar di penghujung bulan yang samar
Ke-dua puluh tujuh pertama sabit cemerlang di langit hitam
Ada bingkai di kelam langit menjaga rembulan
Ada tawa di kulit bumi menatap meratap

Siapa yang terjaga pada malam
Gadis-gadis keluar tertawa,
biarkan mereka terjaga
Para perawan masuk kamar diintai para penjaga
Berjaga lah wahai penjaga

Disana dia, wahai yang terjaga
Disini saya dijaga penjaga
Penjaga yang terjaga, penjaga yang menjaga
Oh apakah bisa menjaga nya wahai penjaga
Bagaimana dengan saya, saya ingin dijaga agar terjaga

Bulan purnama nanar di akhir yang samar
Ke-dua puluh tujuh pertama langit terjaga-menjaga
Ke dua puluh delapan lalu bersua.. kemana semua Biarkan purnama terjaga
Tak ada yang menjaga
Oh semua sia-sia

(written in Bandung, July 29th 2010)

Photo by Tom Bol

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Bukan tentangmu

Ini bukan tentangmu yang akan pergi,
Tapi mengenai saya yang tidak bisa lagi sendiri
Ini bukan tentang kamu yang terlalu dalam memikat raga ini,
Tapi mengenai saya yang terlalu jauh menitipkan hati
Ini bukan tentang kamu yang akan hilang dari pandangan ini,
Tapi mengenai saya yang akan sulit melihat lagi
Tanpamu, duniaku sekejap menjadi “saya”
Lalu apalah saya ini
Sungguh saya kehilangan arti

(Written in Bandung, May 8th 2011)

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In a hotel room

There were times in March
Where suddenly all those memories came out
We saw each other like we’ve been apart
and we did not feel like doing any stuff

Kids are all right, you said
and we’re tired of chasing
we’re not afraid of everything but let’s hiding
for a moment please don’t say anything
we’re off for looking, take sometime off of facing
This linen bed we’re embracing,
wouldn’t say anything
Oh, it would say nothing

There was in the middle of March
a quite place on earth suddenly came out
with a wide window where the sun light spread out
with a perfect blanket and all paints were white
Kids are alright, you said
but how about us?

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Ganesha dan Bougenville merah muda

Bisik mimpi kita kumandangkan satu-satu
Di sepanjang jalan Ganesha
Di bawah Bougenville merah muda.
Muda dan sumringah kita,
Angkuh akan ilmu yang tak seberapa

Bisik mimpi kita bagi satu-satu
Lewat asa yang menderu
Di tujuan yang belum tentu..
Muda dan ceroboh kita,
Tawalah yang jadi nomor satu

Bisik mimpi kita tukar di keintiman
Dalam hangat pertemanan
Dalam obrolan tak terbeban
Dalam lelucon kekanakan..

Muda dan bersemangat kita,
Apapun kita buru
Bisik mimpi kini terwujud satu-satu
di kepergian kalian satu per satu
Jalan Ganesha sepi sendu
Bisikkan ku tawa yang lalu
di bawah bougenville yang menjelma ungu

Muda dan mendewasa kita,
Namun tak lagi menyatu..

-Bandung 21 Juni 2011-

Dedicated to Ganesha Troops.. Miss y’all 🙂

image : http://blog.worldcraze.com/en/2016/02/24/your-life-as-an-exchange-student/

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BEING AWAY FROM HOME

I knew this could be clumsy
And i miss my mommy
I thought this would be easy
But i found my self wrong

I found a guy
With the nicest smile
He took me away some miles
To have a drink a while
To have a dream and fly
To have a kiss and good bye

I knew this would seem funny
In a moment i agree
But he took me off of my mommy
Being a way from daddy
To miss them so deeply

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Cook For You

I am not a cook
but i cook for you
I know i can’t sing
but i’ll sing for you

I am not a cook
But i cook for you
I know it won’t taste that good
But i still cook for you

I know i am not a cook
but i can be one for you
like i will sing for you
while i cook for you
(written in January 6th 2015)

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Fainted

And iam always saying if tomorrow is monday
We don’t need to hurry, like, hey!
And iam alone with my mind away
Doing this like a ghost today

And i still do this somehow
No matter i struggle to stand, but how
I am not living this world alone, am i?
And with my things, you’ll not be so wow
And this is my self right now

And iam always saying if tommorrow is the day
I’ll leave all these right away
This is my dreams anyway
No need to worry by the way

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Genius

I am in love with a genius
who never talk too serious
and always act ridiculous
but pray like spirituous

I am in love with a genius
who lost his mind like a fool
in love with a girl from school
whose eyes are so cool

I am in love with a genius
whose thought is tremendous
whose manner is miraculous
may bad, i took his words too serious

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