Sajak Putih

There is a poem that keep bothering my mind lately.. Thanks for my juniors, who made this poem into a beautiful song :')

Sajak Putih  

Buat tunanganku Mirat

Bersandar pada tari warna pelangi
Kau depanku bertudung sutra senja
Di hitam matamu kembang mawar dan melati
Harum rambutmu mengalun bergelut senda

Sepi menyanyi, malam dalam mendoa tiba
Meriak muka air kolam jiwa
Dan dalam dadaku memerdu lagu
Menarik menari seluruh aku

Hidup dari hidupku, pintu terbuka
Selama matamu bagiku menengadah
Selama kau darah mengalir dari luka
Antara kita Mati datang tidak membelah…

Buat Miratku, Ratuku! kubentuk dunia sendiri,
Dan kuberi jiwa segala yang dikira orang mati di alam ini!
Kucuplah aku terus, kucuplah
Dan semburkanlah tenaga dan hidup dalam tubuhku…

Sajak Putih (1944) from Chairil Anwar. Yes. I envy Mirat so much.. there was someone who made a world for her.

I won't comment a lot of this poem, it is not for literature paper :)

F*** You Egoism!

24 hours, my facebook account had been deleted. Fuah! That was a tough consideration. It was also hard to say bye to Kenneth (remembering that I used to say "bye" to him, while he was saying "hi"). He said it's not easy to say a real bye to a friend who always shares secrets. Kenneth and I liked to share secrets and felt silly, laughed on it. Great friend, Kenneth. Unfortunately he doesn't have Twitter or Skype to keep communicating so he couldn't to talk to me anymore. He told me someday we're gonna talk again. I hope so.

One of my consideration to shut down facebook account was : my egoism had enough on everything.

Epilogue

It's raining now. No, it is not cold. It is just so comfort. I've felt so calm after few times. Eventhough, this comfortness turns into something which is terrifying. I don't care. I am bored.

I couldn't sleep well again. My back bone's hurt. I don't know what's wrong with my body lately but I can feel pains on few of my bones. I only sleep only for few hours, every night. I slept at 11pm and somehow I woke up at 2am or 3am. And I couldn't sleep. I know it is bad, in case I have exams so I need to rest well. But I just can't. This is concerning.

(Wait, I need to close the window. The rain starts to make my bed wet)

Hey Babe :)

Dear you, My Sweetheart

I dont know how to start but I do know it's kinda foolish and embarassing. I'm sorry. I know you wish me not to talk like this, but I couldn't stop telling you. I'm sorry. I know I have asked you to do a lot of things, which I'm not supposed to ask you. But I promise you, this will be my last request for you, read this. And forgive me.