I want to reserve a moment
to watch flashback no one remember
with lesson-learned dropped as subtitle
I will sit by the window
and watch the thunderstorm washes away these ashes from your fire
the same thunderstorm that protects me from future consequences
I wish the nightmare would die here
and the door will be opened
once more, as always, for sure
and i’ll choose myself over and over again…
indigo dawn, crimson sky
flowery path, clueless night
burning mind, clearer sign
thoughtless words, sharpen swords
starry eyes, stormy lies
permanent scratch, unfinished start
these hands had to let it go free…
Betapa baiknya Allah karena masih menyisipkan nasihat berharga pada apa yang terjadi di sekitar kita.
Ramadhan ini Allah mengingatkan kembali bahwa hadiah sabar ada pada hentakan luka yang pertama. Dan setiap permintaan kita yang terkabul tentu datang dengan segenap ujian bersamanya.
Agar kita belajar terus menerus, agar lelah yang kita upayakan tidak sia-sia. Sungguh, akhir yang indah tidak akan tergapai dengan rasa nyaman dan berleha-leha. Sungguh, diri ini sangat lemah tanpa kasih sayang dariNya.
Semoga airmata dan kesabaranmu berbuah Surga.
I wish i recognize the moment when the seeds will bloom into answers for all of your vision.
It’s hard to tell. Is it a well or the lakes? That waters my garden full of swords.
Under the moonlight when this month feel so magical, i hope the drop of light that guide us, will linger here a bit longer.
Jangan sandarkan harapmu pada makhluk, yang hanya akan melebarkan sayap kecewa di setiap langkah yang berlawanan arah.
Sandarkan doa dan ikhtiarmu pada sang Khaliq, yang padaNya takkan ada cerita tanpa kekuatan. Jika itu sesuai inginmu, maka kuatkan rasa syukurmu. Namun jika itu menyebabkan tangismu, kuatkan kesabaranmu.
Pada setiap jalan gelap yang disusuri, semoga Engkau selalu hadirkan lentera dan peta kebenaran untuk membimbing.
“Ya Allah, tunjukilah kami bahwa yang benar itu benar dan berilah kami rezeki kemampuan untuk mengikutinya. Dan tunjukilah kami bahwa yang batil itu batil, serta limpahilah kami rezeki untuk mampu menjauhinya.”
Its bound to happen
pointed to your direction
something i need to keep
that nightmare away
its cool, that summer
its lightheaded, that distraction
we go nowhere
but the secret keep sneaking in
and its okay
to stand in quicksand
it was enough to spend whimsical days
and be version of me i never met before
Betapa seringnya kita mengeluhkan, merajuk, membandingkan pada hal-hal yang dengannya bisa jadi Hisab kita di Akhirat diringankan.
Dengan sadar mencecerkan, merusak rangkai, meninggalkan bekal yang sudah tersusun rapi tanpa tahu kapan bisa menyusunnya kembali.
Di tengah jalan, mari istirahatkan sebentar kompas ego dan logika agar hati tak tersesat menangkap sinyal cinta dari Nya.
One day, when the night twinkling its lullabies. I thought i’m in the dark, playing with shadows and praying for the sun to rise. I thought the mess will go away like the moon phase. But like all half of gold you never escape, the night trembling coldly.
Those note you keep in the pocket, will always find you. Even though you shredded and left it alone. Midnight and memory lane are fond with the sonder just like you always know.
One thousand words and one thousand hugs, you will bored with the traffic of your own sorrow. It will never get better, you just have to be stronger.
I water the empty dream with comfort of your smile. I want to be the writer of your tears but not dare enough to sit too near. Wearing the same piano key all the time, then i woke up and everything looks worse.
One night everything turns blue and white. Then it heals…
will you forgive my soul? drenched in the sun with no bad clue forced myself break in two sat and listen and leave you then marks my favorite town with the darkest blue wrapped in the cracked glass boarded train, window pane if I go back wearing the coat you gave me for the old times sake will you still push me to the precipice?
This morning is the first time I feel enthusiastic about enjoying life as it is. Rain starts falling, birds chirping, breakfast is ready and I’m set to work. No train commute, no morning walk. Just sit in front of laptop and hugging blanket in separate room.
The fragments of happiness that once scattered all over memories, bring me to the day when finally I can say I’m fully complete 🙂
Dandelion dan Bunga Matahari 