Identical Laces

I thought she was insane

I think my world is about to

I thought she was full of her self

I think the world insists

I thought she was villain

I think she was too hurt, so she rebelled

I thought she mumbled nonsense

I think she preserves her peace

I thought she was stubborn

I think she might be right

I thought I would never understand her

The fact I do

I thought she made reason and reasons

I think I made the same denial

I thought I would be nothing like her

I think I am wrong

She's what made her

What's hers resemble on me

We're just identical laces

Which jumbled in a massive and realistic slipknot

Bocah Lelaki Di Dirimu

Nostalgia beresonasi di balik tirai kenangan
Kisah membawa cinta untuk kembali hidup
Kau mempertanyakan rasa yang pernah berdiam
Kau bertanya seakan bingung dengan rasa mu sendiri

Berjalan pada sesal lama mu
Apa yang ada dalam benakmu?
Apa yang sedang terjadi?
Kau memutar sang waktu dan mengejar yang kusebut hantu masa lalu

Aku melihat bocah lelaki itu di dalam mu
Tersesat di balik punggung cermin-cermin semu
Kau melewatkan masa ketika itu adalah waktu mu
Kau ingin menggenggam kembali, namun seketika terlepas, menari, menjauh

Bermain di atas lidah api, apa yang kau coba lakukan?
Aku terhuni, tak ada ruang untuk nama mu
Kau mencubit hatiku di saat terakhir, dan meninggalkan memar
Kau datang kembali, kali ini dengan isyarat yang semakin melekat

Wahai peri cinta yang nakal, ayolah!
Ada apa denganmu!?
Berserapah dalam sekulum senyum
Tersadar, aku masih berdiri di bawah bayang mu


Note: Indonesian version of "The Boy Within You" poem.

Forbidden Fetish

Abnormalities dominate 

When possessed by you 

Eyes nailed 

Heart bleeds

At The Brink of Limit

My Heart...

J-ar of hearts, kept in faint.

A-s a ghost of past lurk behind the rain.

I-solation of time changed everything, but heart remained the same.

L-osing identity in ego, time revived the old flame.

E-verything which wrapped, kept, was twirled in our quizzical caves

D-rifting upon the dreams, wondered if we still in the same waves

My Friend Named Silence

Uttered with no voice, not even a word

But all complaints opened to be heard

Dear solitude friend, Silence

You cope me by the blank page of your ambience

I cried and blared through your hollow space

Nothing you could do, but breathed the cold embrace

You gave me place in the moment of my disgrace

Where my heart could be truly honest on this messy pace

I was too hopeless in expressing the wounds which implied

Staggered with the conventional concept which justified

You could see but ain't judging the uneasy part of me

I never told anyone, but emptiness, you read me

Down by the concept of your sincere serenity

No complicated requirements, I danced light and free

I lean by the unseen barrier as you could see

The only ears for me to whisper is you, my clarity

Jump out from the corner of crowds

I gave you my face, the one with no drama, nor frauds

But only you could see the bad  shapes of my doubts

I skipped the melancholic through you in all odds

Unspoken

Lay upon the burden of lust
Love has forsaken a beat
Senses collide, but burn the wrong heat
Like a sneak motion amid the haze of dust
Lovers lost on egos' gust
Their mingled, tangled, chained souls howled for a freed
Hunger, fulfilled the cavity of their need
They're gambling on last remaining trust
Chasing heaven by trying to seek another solace
There, obsolete memories have caressed and be awaken
Aches echoed across the other place
Breathe in fantasy, their sins have spoken
Trapped within desires of disgrace
They poisoned their integrity upon the erroneous notions

The Boy Within You

Nostalgic resonates behind the curtain of reminiscence
Those stories brought the evanescence love back to live
You questioned the feel that ever dwelled
You questioned mine as if you bewildered with yours

Walking on your old remorse
What's on your mind?
And what's going on?
You flip back the times and chase the old ghost

I see the boy within you
Astray behind the mirrors of my rearview
You missed the moments when I want you
You desire me back, but I sway to leave you

Play upon the fire, what are you trying to do?
I'm occupied, none place for you
You pinch my heart last time, and left the bruise
You come again this time, and leave the cues

Oh come on naughty cupid!
What's wrong with you!?
Cursing behind my innocent smile
Realize that I still stand beneath the shades of you

Pink Horizon

Day sank in horizon of pink 

Orange, the hue that ought be shed 

For the old thirst I sing, enliven sorrow at the dark brink 

Each passage of emphasis ended beyond my black head 

Needless to be confined by the curve of my sooty pinata 

Orange, the hue that ought be shed 

I, no longer restrict the revelations in strata 

Stigma delves the latched passion which roared in fraction 

Needless to be confined by the curve of my sooty pinata 

 New world offers the meadow of satisfaction 

Once more, I crawl into the vivid sense 

Stigma delves the latched passion which roars in fraction 

Once tedium took the throne of innocence 

Misled in attitude, escaped to the forest of razzle-dazzle 

Once more, I crawl into the vivid sense 

Asleep in a hush of knotty puzzle 

Misled in attitude, escaped to the forest of razzle-dazzle 

Day sank in horizon of pink 

For the old thirst I sing, enliven sorrow at the dark brink

Terzanelle Form

- Y. W. -

Seductive Predator

Piqued by the aura of your gleam 

You were the hum which broke my vertical solitude 

Intruder within the interlude of my vacancy 

Through refractions of your eyes, you pulled me in 

The wild scents wrap you in silent threat 

In no time you possess me through your alluring kiss 

I feel the rhythm of my beat, which melting in enigmatic bliss 

Manipulated by your shifty flexibility, you stole my universe 

Moreover my sanity

Still under your spell, I draw the curiosity 

I let my self fall as a feather blown by the wind 

You are a natural sedative beneath my subconsciousness 

An antidote for my heart, but a toxic to my brain 

- Y. W. -

Inspired by the quote of

"ALLYWALLY94" 

An 18 years old female poet who I met in instagram

"He was poison. You were my antidote." 

Ends to Embark

Implied from the way you play on cues 

Agitation melted through your exquisite muse 

Seek for the bias of obsolescence 

Here I am, your past luminescence 

The palate of my soul was longed for your latitude 

Stardust sent as the boisterous glimmers above the black wings of my altitude 

Admiration reverberates through our rhymes 

Stolen implicitly from the vibration of our lines 

Flowered hill 

Meadow of our thrill 

Butterflies were we 

Together collaborated in a whisper of glee 

I live as a chanter of black rose 

And you are a shadow of living prose 

We are like we no more 

As we are stalled and closed our linking door 

We are questioned by our lost 

We are disguised in a crescent light accost 

Encrypted through the echoes of longing 

We are the omen of the beginning

- Y. W -

Remained Tone

As Time Breakeven

Spindle of Anima

Give me a shelter to interpret these feelings

A locus where my brain could redeem the shackles of its echoes

Domination of intrigues try to play on my guile

I wish someone could fathom the grains of these ambiguities

Pardon for the perplexity which occured beyond my capacity

Half of my soul was hijacked by delusion

Trapped by the dreams which yet ever attained

Commute in the same rotation, my hope never sustained

I owe too many words and drama

Hey anima

You let yourself churned in silence

Your guts are not equal to the enthusiasm which soar

Being a fiction hermit in my own kingdom

Shall I amused by the potion of devil's words

Seems like I take a journey on a ferris wheel or a spin on merry go round

Which having the same tracks but serve a distinct point of view

A Mother's Ears

It's been fourteen months, since I hear you

I heard your first scream that suddenly stalled

Nervous voices whispered beyond the room, where I got stitches

Fears burst gently, but finally fade along with your second cries

Upon my chest, I heard you breathed

I heard your first thirst which was the signal of your hunger

I heard the tiny beat which caressed the surface of my skin

The rhythm raced with mine, and connecting our soul

My happiness still yet satisfied 

The doctor came to prevent you went home

The levels of bacteria in your blood remained high

For the first time, I heard a crack within my core

In one morning, after our morning walk routine

Not as usual, I heard you were voiceless, but your hands were shaking

I turned your face toward me, white eyes and blue lips was your answer 

You had your first seizure, I heard nothing, but shattered 

Today, I heard you giggle

Your tiny steps echoing your strength, fulfilling the room of my faith

It's been forteen months, since I hear you

I hear a new hope, I see the new you

The Gratitude

I am grateful for everything that happens in my life

Still trying to be grateful in the situation of losing people that I love

Devastated, 

Being insulted, 

Humiliated, 

Laughed at, 

Maligned, 

Utilized, 

Harmed, 

Abandoned, 

Ignored, 

Even alienated

Still grateful when people looked down on me 

Underestimated that I was the one who was not able to do anything and looked stupid

I'm grateful because with everything that happens in my life

I learned to accept it 

Be wiser in viewing any circumstances

Thoughtful in making decisions

Be a better human being for people I loved

Severe mental life teaches me not to pity my life

Yet,

It teaches me how to be stronger from day by day

Cherish every moment that would happen from now and then

Life never hard 

Since I learned how to always be grateful to Thy

The owner of destiny

Paradoxical Premise

Stands on the land of heterodox

Who's the mightiest God of all?

People live and die on their equivocation thoughts

Those who exclaimed about the God who never fall

Inversely proportional to what they always do

Who's the mightiest God of all?

Seekers, believers, heathens and philosophers with their point of view

All still seeks for the truth and uphold one they call peace

Inversely proportional to what they always do

Compiling the ideas piece by piece

Who are we without all these idealism?

All still seeks for the truth and uphold one they call peace

At the end world leads to anarchism 

They failed to adhere what they create

Who are we without all these idealism?

The idea of God and religion become skeptical trait

They failed to adhere what they create

Stands on the land of heterodox

People live and die on their equivocation thoughts

Piece of Friendship

Hey, where you be gone?

Losing your selves, wail to the solitude

Buddy, fella, soulmate

You are aside from the bond of our story

Why is this have to be happened?

Did you forget about the times that have been taken?

In better or worse, in each and every challenges, the ups and downs of sanity

We faced and exceed everything that would impede

Have you know?

There is lonesome in the absence of you

If only you are here and stay by me

If only the clock struck back to the times we used to be

If only we're inseparable

You are irreplaceable

Your heart within my recesses 

My soul sings for your name

Will your existence be return?