Song of Season For My Country

Puisi ini dikasih sama The Dandelion Flowa buat Yellow Spot. Unfortunately, ketika puisi ini diberikan Yellow Spot sudah masuk tim desain dan agak sulit untuk dikutak-katik. Jadi, puisi ini hanya bisa dipublikasi di blog saya. Gak papa kan Sar?

Song of The Season For My Country

All around me the worlds looks and feels beautiful
But why my eyes are never dried?
Is it because my heart were thousands miles away?
Watching, hoping, and praying
With millions of pepole in my lovely lovely country
That new season would also dawned upon there
Will There ever be a way out
To those in poverty, in starvation in undernourishment
To those in their deathbeds
No medical treatment within their reach
Or to those stuck in their put of illiteracy
Or maybe we already made our own mistakes
By giving our trust to those who lead us in to this misery
And fooled their own people to
Be tramped, slaved, or even sold
To the-so-called powerful countries while they're
Laughing, dancing, and prancing about
Will we let this country's fighters of freedom
Cry in their graves
Or will we ever buy our dignity back
And let the new cool and peaceful wind blows stradily
Where justice is for everyone
Giving our country a prosperous reason
Each and every season in the future

Terima kasih Dandelion untuk puisi musimnya, I like it!

Soneta XVII

Oleh: Pablo Neruda

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

that this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

Manis ya? Semanis ice cream strawberry yang kubeli senja kemarin. Jadi ingin merasakan jatuh cinta :) [tentu saja nanti, bila saatnya tiba]

Cinta Waktu

Karena waktu
Waktu yang kukejar
Agar cinta segera kutemui?

ps. inspired by christovita wiloto and these crises..

Jika...

"Jika Allah menahan pemberian-Nya padamu, maka pahamilah bahwa itu adalah suatu (kemuliaan) untukmu selama kau pertahankan keislaman dan keimananmu, hingga segenap apa yang dilakukan Allah kepada dirimu menjadi karunia pula kepadamu"
[Ibnu Athaillah]

ps. I believe Allah has a way to my pray, Allahu Akbar!