"dengan kata-kata aku merangkum ragu, dengan puisi-puisi aku merancu dalam rindu." — David Tandri

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

The Woman I Pursue is not My Wife



The woman I pursue is not my wife
Like dews fall on fallow wold
glazed by the coldest oath

Maybe it was the most ruthful song of nightingale
wandering the unfailing tier of your trail
No flaring eyes, no welcoming stars
except the weeping moon which beaten to the scars

Ah, its shivering hour, leaving a painful dirt
Who should be responsible, if love was backfired
and summoned by ruthless hurt?

One day, I shall vanish into emptiness,
somewhere you can never rue me anymore.
Even in the falling petals, harden sea,
or dreary fickle rain.

As life is earthen
and the loudest din will shatter to silence
Thence love is a loosen purpose
like greenness of garland fading into pieces
And soundless heart that dissolved deep inside the deserted shaft
had wrenched my pity dying half

O, my dying half!
Wherefore does a forlorn soul still winged and waft?


August 15th, 2012, Medan

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Solilokui Kenangan



Ada jalan yang kusebut namanya kenangan
sebab muaranya buntu
di mana cinta dan luka kerap bertemu dalam keadaan rancu

Rintihan khayal itu, yang kausangka puisi, lebih liat dari pelepah sunyi
Bagai rima bayang-bayang yang bersangsian
piuh tak terpantau pagar-pagar kenang

Tiada kau tunjuk pada sesiapa, yang laik dilalui cinta
ketika kaumangu aku lewat rupa, menggugu dalam fana

Aku hanya ingin membencimu seperti gerhana koma
antara redup dan ampas cahaya
agar kenangan tak kunjung mengentaskan kekentalan lukanya

Kenangan, kutahu, serupa peradaban yang separuh-tak-separuh purna
tempat beragam ragu dan gerim gusar
ditumpatkan sampai ke seluk-inti peredaran nalar

Adakah yang lebih sederhana dari wujud lelaki, kekasih?
Selain pada kenangan, betik benaknya ditaksir telah jadi remah-remah letih

Kelak, jika luka telah moksa
restuilah kenangan!
menjelma penegar bangkai-bangkai tempiasan waktu

Aku bukan lagi lelaki kecil yang dapat seadanya patuh
diperam amuk ruap rindu


Medan, 07 Agustus 2012

Saturday, August 4, 2012

Rhapsody of Love

: for my dearest shiny bride


The first of my life anthem, is to sing you my lovelorn soul
Linger upon the flawless wind
glint and gleam

For a man’s sake of an early glance, blinking at you dear
flaming inside shady eyes, by and by
Nature-force behind, growing along with the mood
amongst the spirit and sight, you are absolutely cute!

Lure me, sweetheart. Lure me.
Let me spring into your heartstring and spread my ink
before the dusk aging, and the road has been shrinking

Set a longitude between your fairy arms
And I’ll seed my farm under the curly sun
The breeze urges for emotions, sincere grin

Longing waft till hard afar, the earnest night seems wistfully and flat
O, my jumping heart, what a misty mad

Don’t bother to wan, yet chin up toward the sky-hung.
As I pour you a little soft kiss onto the forehead
and tear the sleek darkness away
Braving from within, leap through thick and thin, we were exactly found
For a true love donates, while a fake love counts.

And in the remaining path in the doorway, sweetheart
may bliss shed over us, tender lay withal
Though time flows and jammed, somehow we’ll blend
As my vow to keep sprouting upon you
straight to the noble end

I am stately
your man!


August 04th, 2012, Medan