When their coexistance were no longer forbidden. They deserved a peaceful ending. This is an epilogue for a fiction that is still fragmented and full of unclear things.
Category Archives: Poetry
Playing with words beyond meaning. Consist mostly of poems and fictions come once a while.
ini Aku.
Banyak hal yang berusaha menjatuhkanku,tapi aku harus tetap bisa bangkit kembali. Aku akan tunjukkan pada dunia,bahwa aku bukanlah manusia yang mudah di dera.Aku bukanlah sasaran yang mudah dilumpuhkan. Meski kali ini pukulan yang kuterima cukup keras..Aku bahkan terguling dan tak mampu berteriak mencari pertolongan…ah, bukannya tak mampu,tapi aku tak mau.Aku terlalu malu,martabatku menghalangi kewarasanku. MatakuContinue reading “ini Aku.”
Luka ini perih sekali
Jalan ini sunyi. Aku bahkan tak tahu lagi apa yang membuatku tetap bangun dan bernapas di pagi hari. Tetapi aku juga takut menutup mata. Karena tiap kelopak ini menutup, bukan ketenangan yang menghampiri, hanya ada bayangan yang mengerikan. Tidak pernah terbayangkan akan mengalami hal pahit ini. Sakit dan perih sekali rasanya hati ini. No wordsContinue reading “Luka ini perih sekali”
When Order Met Wonder
A conversation unfolds between two beings exploring the delicate interplay of emotion and logic. They reflect on their differences and commit to learning from one another, seeking connection through stillness and understanding.
Some Lights Pass Without Promise
Love respected boundaries, sometime you only have chances to feel, without opportunity to hold the dear one. – A FICTION
Chapter of a Quite Star
In the dance of memory and light, we find a sanctuary where words are unnecessary.
– an intro to a fictional world, full of reserved feeling and respected boundaries.
22 years
More than 2 decades has gone by.The hurt is still real.The longing is even bigger. Your love! is all I needYour love! is all I crave I never know how to mend this wound, nor that I want to. That’s OKAY. This scar means that you are real.That your love is realThe smell that IContinue reading “22 years”
They feel like home.
This is not the first team that I led. We were not instantly getting along on the first day. We worked things through, together. We resolved our misperception, our miscommunication, and our misunderstanding. We are never perfect, but we are fully aware of our imperfections. Sometimes — no, most of the time, we are notContinue reading “They feel like home.”
Four Hearts
I’ve just realized that I’ve taken them for granted. It’s like I know that they will always have my back whenever I need them. It should not be that way. It should’ve been a two-way relationship
September 2003
This is a sad story. Beware. It is about the day my mom passed away. You’ve been warned.