Tak Jera Walau Berjelaga

Penat di ujung raga

hasrat tak redam masa

o

jiwa dewi

o

gambar Tuhan

 

‘kan kutaklukkan

‘kan ku redamkan

karena ku tak jera walau berjelaga

karena ku tak jera akan wanita

 

Bogor, 27 oktober 2009.

State of confusion

Let’s say that this world is consisting of some sort of nonlinear fuzzy logic. Nothing is in it’s certain state.

Nothing is in finite truth. Nor wrong.

It’s similar with our feelings too. Have you ever been in some state of confusion that you know that something

that we ought to deal with, but can’t do anything, even feel better about it?

Well, at least we’re living and it’s a rock n’ roll ones!!!

water lens

 

Today I woke up in the morning with some eerie feelings that resembled my nightmares. The dreams

that have been following me in this past few days. The series of a never ended story which have always

cuts all my dreams in two part:

one is my dream itself, the other is a pure black screen.

I  fold my hands in my knee and began to condemn everything that I could remember.

it’s certainly him,

it’s certainly her,

it’s certainly everyone that I’m despises of…

I always love a love itself, yet I hate it so much, and I couldn’t get away from it.

With the slowest gesture I lazily guide my steps through the sink. The mirror was so cold,

I could felt it when I touched it.

it’s my own reflection

it’s so cold and sad…