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Love, ... once again

*smiling ....
Maybe like most arians do, I fall in love everyday
I fall in love with the way my son tickles my back
I fall in love with the sun beams that give a blush on my cheek and boost my day with its warmth
I fall in love with the morning dew, softly touch my tongue as i lick the leaf
I fall in love with the cottony sky
I fall in love with the rain drops and how the wind cares my eyelashes
I fall in love with rainbows, i want to shoot its lovely colors to my veins
I fall in love with my depictions of yours
I fall in love with the feeling you gave me
I fall in love with your whispers; they sing me lullaby and hug me tight all through the night
I fall in love of how you'll never let me go
I fall in love of how you tickle
I fall in love of how you chuckle
I fall in love with the white shadows than enlighten my darkest nightmare
I fall in love every time I open my eyes, and I see you in my heart
I fall in love with the crushing sound of my broken heart; for I have fallen wi…

Anggur terbaik di dunia

Botol anggur merah di hadapanku tiga perempat kosong. Seperempatnya sebentar lagi akan masuk ke kerongkongan dan merayapi saluran cerna sampai akhirnya menyerap dan bersatu dengan detak. Detak dalam detik yang menggelitik otak hingga membuatku mabuk.

Lalu kamu hanya tertawa. Kamu bilang, anggur tidak akan membuatku mabuk.

Siapa bilang aku mabuk anggur? Aku mabuk kamu! Kataku. Tentunya, dalam hati.

Anggur itu minuman para dewa. Mereka yang membuatnya, bukan manusia. Tidak ada yang tahu apa yang terjadi setelah anggur-anggur itu ditutup dan dibiarkan tanpa usaha. Hingga akhirnya berbagai rasa tercipta dan terasa begitu nikmat saat ia menyentuh ujung bibirmu. Katamu.

Kudengarkan kata-katamu dengan telingaku. Tapi tidak dengan pikiranku. Karena manusia-manusia kecil di dalam kepalaku lebih berani untuk mandiri dan menentukan sikap mereka. Dan kali ini, mereka memutuskan untuk sibuk dengan dunianya sendiri.

Tapi … dewa? Bagiku semuanya justru sangat humanis. Karena membuat anggur itu sama d…


Entering my thirty-first’s round revolving the sun. Of all the things I have to learn about finding out the answers of God’s riddles, there is one subject who has been on top of my list, needs to be cracked: LOVE. Whether it is about the love itself, how I love and how to be loved.

Love is like the same, old, classic subject and I have been taking the class over and over, but I had never understood the lesson behind it. This is my most favorite subject but again, I failed over and over. This is the class I always wait for, for it gives me the thrilling sense of listening to the teacher, digest them inside my brain, seed them to my heart and I can’t hardly wait for some lab experiment making love potions. And this is the only subject i wish there never be assignments. But come to think of it, this is the lesson that is always put to the test. Mostly, without prior notice.

I have no idea what love is. I even want to tell my son “Son, this is the lesson I can’t teach you and you need to …

life is in your hand

i'd just really understood the term "Life is in your hand" when i accidentally tangled with this rubik. one little flaw that needed a HUGE courage to fix it.

rubik is about a process to put things together to get what we (thought) we wanted. what we (thought) we expected. what we (thought) we had in mind ... and so is life.

many times, it is hard for us to mess up everything we have done. 1, 2, 3, 4 , 5 and on. and then we become compromise of little mistake. little flaws. but if we eager to take risk to destroy everything, we might have a bigger change to be succeed. which hopefully, perfect.

if only life is not also about people around, those you love, ... i think it would be wonderful to play around with your life. checkered with trial and error, on and on until you finally found what you are looking for. and then you will die, right before you can enjoy your victory.

but that's life, i guess. it is always about other people. it is a matter of how we can steal …
in one of those days
when rain is pouring hard

in one of those days
when mouth is so mute, and head is so aloud

in one of those day
when tires hit the ground, is the only thing that make a sound



The sun has just taken a rest from its longest journey
Ashamedly hiding behind the golden drapery
And as your silhouette lengthen
Shadows of the past appear in mosaic pattern

I am looking at the sky
But all I see is the falling leaves
Like puzzles in thousands of pieces
Falling down to its places

Many people passing by
Why it’s only you who says goodbye
Is it because you will be back someday
With a love bigger than today

A cup of coffee in my hand
Will I drink it, will I not
Cause its getting cold
And I am getting old