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?

Black Note

Thought that I would be alone

Up in the skyline

Thought that I would be lost 

Drown by the sea

Together we're holding hands

Gripping one another within the tidal waves

Our time has stopped

Fate has spoken

Laughters, curiosities, plans and goals

Reunions, hopes and loves

Blur within the haze

Abandoned in tragedy

Landed to the new dimension

Ushered by the prayers

Don't cry, love... Just don't...

We are walking to the land of Lord

Keep strong my love... With faith...

We still can see the same moon that we used to see

As if we stand on the same base

Though we are seperate in a distinct room

Deep condolence for the victims of plane crash Air Asia qz 8501 may they rest in peace. 

Mrs. Time Traveler and Mr. Time Capsule

Submerge into the ocean of an unforgettable history

Love remained as a time capsule

Drown into depth, someone has evoked the same memory



Being alive is being a fool

For an umpteenth time she stumbled

Love remained as a time capsule 



Falling for the unfinished story which yet crumbled

She creates a remedy to cure her cracks 

For an umpteenth time she stumbled



Mrs. Time traveler forget about what she has

A happy whole family still not enough

She creates a remedy to cure her cracks



A distinct language uttered with whole heart and love

She was out loud, but none for what hers

A happy whole family still not enough



She intoxicated by her own universe

She was out loud, but none for what hers

Submerge into the ocean of an unforgettable history

Drown into depth, someone has evoked the same memory

The Missing Torch

Stepping out from the burrow

Scratching the hidden persuasion

The soul which has long groaned in solitude

Will it be re-confined to the misery?

One who awakens by the brittleness of elegy

Eroded by the existence of sinless soul

For a moment it became oblivious to time

For a moment it elapsed in whispers

Struggled within the beauty of madness

This soul seems like lost in its way

Drown in the scenes of life

Asleep in the dungeon of resignation

Helpless...

In the starless night

The soul summoned on a journey of trust

Riding on the wings of my bare thoughts

And flown to the light of my poetic side

Longing for my discreet passion 

The immortal torch ignite

Caressing the tail of my frozen muse

Melt the nectars of the ripe words

Which now, sated