aspirational moments

i want people around me happy
no war no pain nor poverty
i want a world where there’s no greed
where poor people can meet their needs
i want pure freedom in making choices
i want the oppressed to be given voices
i want to make my mother proud
cause when she cries, my heart tares out
i want chances to make up for and explain,
and redeem myself for the grudges that remain
i want my friends to never forget me
because dying alone means leaving empty
i want the earth to be greener
and hoping human would be less meaner
i wish future children would be healthier
and not having to pay for our mistake made prior
i want to be a peasant more thankful
for sometimes I forget how to be grateful
i want to do unexpected things
i want to travel to where my heart brings
i want to learn and understand
feel, experience and comprehend
i want to look up to foreign skies
look into novel unfamiliar eyes
i want to feed my curiosity
i want new worlds to teach me
i want to meet new people
and grasp the lore of being humble
i want to step on strange new lands
and I want the chance to hold her hands

swings and slides

it was late
and a little windy
the clouds were so dark...
...the sky was empty
no stars to talk to
only fake ones downhill…
…from houses and buildings
and street lamps and lightings
the cold winds that chilled,
they hindered 'other' thoughts
from coming in.
the spaces beside me were emptying
till I sat alone in my car
writing and wanting
and wondering…what was she doing

the past is only over our shoulder and a heartbeat behind.

Will I ever stop whimpering of precedent pains I’ve went through?
They seem to know me better than I do. I long for changes, to move on, to forget things. But how could i?

So for now…

…I’ll just wish for rainbows and flower-filled meadows,
sunny days, clear skies …no haste just laze…
…watching butterflies flutter…from flower to flower…
…with you.

trying to see through walls that are not there

bila terungkai sikap, sifat dan segalanya
hanya melalui bingkai-bingkai bicara
yang dengki kadangkala
kita akan berhenti bernafas seketika

cuba mencapai apa yang kita rasa ada...
di depan kita.

meaningless

the very first time I saw you
you stood out like red in a canvas of blue
like a child’s dream that came true

you were…
like a lush tree in a middle of a sand dune
like silence broken by a kind tune

the very first time I saw you
your eyes glisten like raindrops on a leaf
and so does your hair to my belief




yet it was all meaningless…




it was meaningless until I really knew you
and how your first few verses made my heart grew

anticipating

i love the sound of oceans

it thaws me out

and in a way convince me...

that there’s still some parts of me

that are still alive...

saturday, come quickly

3 lazy sips

its already 12 and my hands are still shaking
1 sip, 2 sips... 3 lazy sips

the air is cold tonight
colder than it's supposed to be... i guess

whose to blame?
i am?
maybe...
maybe not.

happy new year, December
along your predecessor...
...you i'll always remember{noktah}