You are summer;
Sunshine among your thin smile
Your touch is a warm sand
Solitude within your gaze
A cold Pina Colada by heart

a tanned skin
rushing waves
orange skies
a bliss
messy clouds
a holiday
another illusion
another dellusion

I remember
How you left
Footstep echoing
I, behind the closed door, crying
A dirge sings to himself
Gradually fading
A sudden desolate absence

But here I am
Standing still
aching
waiting
pouring
bleeding

Sky would never tell me
Should I stay
Or should I not
But the only thing it told me
Was how to be kind
And be blind, constantly

Neither anger will never reignite
Two missing souls
Nor a couple of eyes will tell
How long they've been raining
To make him stay

"Be kind, be blind"

I prefer to be your homeland — the one that you've always been longing for
But I was deemed to be your sojourn — another place to mourn

It's scary how we usually captivated by words
Hanging onto it
Word is a rope
You can swing by it
And also you can kill yourself with it

When I write, I am making words
A meaningful yet miserable words
Seeking for its meaning
A poem, is where you can find me
I'm sleeping between rhymes and hopes
And waking up
With empty holes

I believe in your words
The ones that can make me laugh
But sometimes seems like life is so rough
But you're tough
With a little cough

Maybe it is my fault
For making your words as the source of energy
And elegy

Malam itu kamu kembali hadir menggangguku
Menggagalkan rencanaku untuk tidur nyenyak
Dan melupakanmu
Mimpi adalah tempat dimana kita bertemu
dan berpisah

Wajahmu teduh dan senyummu tulus
Tatapanmu lelah
membagi sendu yang sama
dan rindu yang senada

Tak banyak yang hadir pada malam itu
Tawa
beberapa kata
kenangan yang serupa
dan rindu yang mengudara

Dan kembalimu adalah sebuah sebab
Dalam merana aku terjembab


Haruskah dengan egoisnya kamu
Memaksaku menyusuri dongeng kebingungan
yang panjang lagi aku nikmati
Sepanjang rambut ikalmu malam ini

Atau lebih baik aku bangun dan bergegas pergi mandi
Dan tak lagi bermimpi