Uluran tanganmu, Bunda

Uluran tanganmu, Bunda/http://pondokrenungan.com

Terbangunku pagi ini
Dari tidur panjang yang indah
Kuingat kembali
Sepenggal mimpi

Secercah cahaya datang
Bersama seorang wanita
Membawa bunga dan mutiara
Diulurkannya bersama senyuman
"Mana yang kau pilih Anakku?"

Bunda...
Bingung aku melihatnya
Bunga memberikan keindahan dan keharuman
Mutiara memberikan keanggunan dan kemewahan
Kulihat bunga...
Dan mutiara...bergantian
Apakah itu yang kuinginkan?
Dan kunantikan?
Aku menggeleng
Bukan...
Bukan dari semua itu

Mataku tertuju pada sebuah tangan
Yang menggenggam bunga dan mutiara
"Kalau boleh memilih...
Kumau uluran tangan itu
Tuk menggenggam dan menuntunku
Selalu..."


Tanggal: 28/04/2011
unik
Email: unikdl@gmail.com

Di Kalvari Kau menungguku

Di Kalvari Kau menungguku/http://pondokrenungan.com/

Siang itu kegelapan menyelimuti
Sebagai saksi
Anak manusia dikhianati

Hampir separuh perjalanan telah kutempuh
Melewati bukit nan terjal
Kiri dan kanan jurang menganga
Membuat hati tawar
Bercampur ngeri

Lelah dan haus terasa
Beban ini serasa semakin berat
Bolehkah aku beristirahat?
Simon...dimanakah engkau?
Akankah ada Simon dari Kirene
Yang kan membantuku kali ini?

Terik matahari menyengat
Setiap kali aku mengeluh
Mengumpat...
Kapan ku sampai ke puncak?
Berapa lama lagi?
Betapa tersiksanya...

Beban yang kubawa
Ingin kubuang begitu saja
Agar bisa berlari
Melewati bukit ini
Namun...
Ini adalah bekalku
Selama dalam perjalanan
Takkan sampai juga tanpa bekal ini

Kupandang keatas
Kabut hitam pekat
Perlahan memancarkan sinar
Memanggil...
Tuk terus berjalan
Melambaikan tangan...
Tuk mengikuti jalan terjal ini
Memberi secercah harapan
Sebab...
Di puncak Kalvari Kau menungguku


Tanggal: 24/04/2011
unik
Email: unikdl@gmail.com

Ajari Aku Bapa Mencinta SepertiMu

Ajari Aku Bapa Mencinta SepertiMu/http://www.pondokrenungan.com


Terpana ku menatap wajahmu
Kucari dalam bola mata itu
Tanda bahwa kata-katamu palsu
Lama kuterdiam
Tenggelam dalam alunan terdalam
Ku tak percaya..
Terlihat sebuah hati
Yang rindu menanti

Tertundukku
Ada gundah
Ada duka
Gelisah melanda
Rasa takut itu ada
Tidaaak...
Tidak ingin aku kehilangan

Aku bagaikan batu
Takut terkena air
Yang kan membuatku rapuh
Hancur berkeping-keping
Hingga lebur menjadi satu

Katakan padaku Bapa
Mengapa Engkau mau
Mencinta seperti itu
Ajari aku Bapa
Menjadi sepertiMu


Tanggal: 03/09/2004
Caecilia Unik
Email: do_the_best@lycos.com

Ketika Si Empunya Datang

Ketika Si Empunya Datang/http://www.pondokrenungan.com/

Bumi merekah
bulan dan bintang kian tenggelam
mentari esok kan datang
bersama pekerja-pekerja alam
berjalan beriring di pematang
menuai tanaman di ladang

Tercekat mereka melihat
tanaman tidak lagi memberi buah
hanya daun-daun kering dan sekam
tertebaran...
kemanakah hijaunya dedaunan?
dan buah-buah yang matang?

Dari kejauhan terdengar suara
si Empunya kan menengok tuaian
beranglah Ia melihat semua
kemarahan tak tertahankan
haruskah Ia membakar ladangNya...
sedih...pilu...

Bertanyalah Ia pada para menjaga
mengapa...?
perlahan mereka berkata
'karena semakin tua tanamannya,
bukanlah merunduk,
tetapi mendongak,
sehingga burung dan ngengat memakannya'


Tanggal: 03/06/2004
Caecilia Unik
Email: do_the_best@lycos.com

Aku Punya Sebuah Topeng

Aku Punya Sebuah Topeng/http://www.pondokrenungan.com

Aku punya sebuah topeng
yang menutupi wajahku
indah dan mengkilap topengku
bisa berubah-ubah warnanya
hitam, putih, ataupun kelabu
bisa tipis maupun tebal
kan kulepas kapanpun kumau

Saat dekat menjadi tipis
saat jauh menjadi tebal
tergantung berapa jauh kau berada
itulah yang menjadikan indah
pujian dan decak kagum tak hilang
jadilah suatu kebanggaan

Bila kulepas topengku
aku tidak berani menoleh
maupun menatap kedepan
aku malu....
wajahku penuh dengan debu
caci dan kecewa yang kudengar

Saat topengku tergores...
lecet dan akhirnya rusak
aku harus membayar mahal
namun apa daya
aku harus tetap bertahan

Ketika bertemu Dia di siang hari
tertundukku dengan topengku
hidapanNya itu tak ada arti
Dia bertanya mengapa aku memakainya
kujawab “agar sama dengan mereka”

Dia tawarkan topeng yang indah
“topengKu tidak akan bisa rusak
kan selalu indah bagi siapa saja
Kuberi dengan cuma-cuma
hanya ketekunanmu yang Kuperlu
tak akan ada lagi rasa malu
tidak akan mudah rusak
tiap goresan kan memperindah
hanya saja kau harus bertahan
dari rasa sakit ketika dibuatnya
maukah engkau memakainya?”
Dia tatapku penuh harap

Aku bingung dan bertanya-tanya
mengapa bisa...
terpana aku dibuatNya
ketika Dia berikan wajahNya


Tanggal: 19/05/2004
Caecilia Unik
Email: do_the_best@lycos.com

Adakah Kesempatan dan Ampunan?

Adakah Kesempatan dan Ampunan?/http://www.pondokrenungan.com

(Bagi orang-orang yang telah dipenjara dan bertobat)

Pintu gerbang terbuka perlahan
ucapan selamat jalan serta lambaian
teman senasib sepenanggungan
di tempat yang penuh kebencian

Kaki melangkah tanpa arah
akankah aku kan pulang
membawa serta kenangan
kekecewaan orang orang kusayang

Satu pelajaran berharga kudapat
bahwa yang kulakukan salah dimata mereka
janjiku tuk tak mengulang
dan mau hidup di ladang Tuhan

Pintu demi pintu kuketuk
dengan tekad dan harapan
mandapat pekerjaan tuk hari depan
kesempatan meraih kehidupan

Hanya gelengan dan cibiran
aku tetap salah di mata mereka
ternyata....
tiada arti kata ampunan
hakim dunia lebih kejam
meskipun sudah bertahun-tahun kubayar
mendekam di kamar tahanan
namun apa yang kudapatkan
dunia tidak memberi kesempatan
merekalah sekarang yang memenjarakan
di tempat yang lebih lapang dan luas
adakah kesempatan dan ampunan?


Tanggal: 09/05/2004
Caecilia Unik
Email: do_the_best@lycos.com

Apa yang bisa Kutulis dalam buku harianKu

Apa yang bisa Kutulis dalam buku harianKu/http://www.pondokrenungan.com


Setiap helai rambutmu terhitung
Peluh yang keluar dari tubuhmu terukur
Keluh kesahmu terangkum
Dalam buku harianKu

BukuKu tidak pernah penuh
TintaKu tidak pernah mengering
Menuliskan setiap kata yang terucap
Dari mulutmu
Dari hatimu
Yang tercurah untukKu

Sekian tahun kulihat bukuKu
Tidak satu halaman pun penuh
Hanya di awal...
Dan di akhir...
Itu pun saat kau tidak sibuk

Engkau memang pekerja keras
Dengan gigih kau cari uang
Berangkat pagi pulang malam
Setiap hari...

Dalam benakmu
Memang itu yang harus kau lakukan
Uang bisa membahagiakan
Tapi...dengan begitu,
Apa yang bisa Kutulis dalam buku harianKu


Tanggal: 07/04/2004
Caecilia
Email: do_the_best@lycos.com

Karena Aku Peduli

Karena Aku Peduli/http://www.pondokrenungan.com/


(Kupersembahkan bagi para penyapu jalanan)

Perlahan-lahan tanganku terayun
seikat lidi terombang ambing
beradu dengan puing-puing jalanan
kukumpulkan dan kupeluk dengan kedua tangan
kulemparkan dalam keranjang
setapak demi setapak
setiap hari...
peluh membasahi tubuhku
seragam kuningku menjadi abu-abu
bahkan wajahku serupa debu
orang tak melihatku
hingga aku tak lagi malu
terkadang...
aku termangu
baru saja kuberlalu
ceceran debu-debu kembali bertebaran
seakan percuma yang kulakukan
betapa bersyukurnya
seandainya mereka mau membantu
membuang dalam keranjangku

Ohh..apa daya
besok pagi
kan kubersihkan kembali
karena aku peduli


Tanggal: 19/05/2004
Caecilia Unik
Email: do_the_best@lycos.com

Jangan kecewakan harapan kami

Jangan kecewakan harapan kami/http://www.pondokrenungan.com/

Kemilau rembulan merekah
menerangi malam ini
duduk ku seorang diri
jauh dari keramaian dunia
ku bertanya kepadaNya
siapa yang kan Kau pilihkan untuk kami?
menjadi pemimpin kami?

Kami kaum yang lemah
setiap hari bercanda dengan tanah
tanah kami jadikan permata
agar buah hati kami bisa bersuara
berdiri tegak memandang dunia

Kami ingin dia punya hati
begitu lamanya kami menunggu dan mencari
yang seperti Musa di negeri ini
berani menentang dunia untuk tugas suci
membawa namaMu meraja di seluruh negeri
jangan kecewakan harapan kami.


Tanggal: 07/04/2004
Caecilia
Email: do_the_best@lycos.com

Aku harus tinggal dekat mata air

Aku harus tinggal dekat mata air/http://www.pondokrenungan.com

Berdiri ku di pematang
Melihat di kejauhan alam nan gersang
Air tidak lagi mengalir di ladang
Tanaman di sekitar menatapku penuh kehausan
Seolah meminta tanpa kata-kata

Mereka berdiri seolah enggan
Makan dan minum tanpa harapan
Karena tidak tahu apakah esok kan datang
Menatap kehidupan ini akan kemana
Yang ada hanya badan yang terpanggang

Apa yang bisa kuberi?
Seandainya aku punya...
Aku hanya bisa mematung
Sebagai ilalang aku sedih...
Merasakan apa yang mereka rasakan
Karena sama dengan yang aku rasakan
Kehausan

Ada suatu suara menggema dalam diriku
Kapankah aku tidak akan merasa haus lagi?
Setelah hujankah?
Hujan pun hanya sebentar
Panas terik kan mengeringkanku kembali
Aku berpikir...
Mungkin benar kata orang
Aku harus tinggal dekat mata air


Tanggal: 01/04/2004
Caecilia
Email: do_the_best@lycos.com

Sudah Pantaskah Aku?

Sudah Pantaskah Aku?/http://www.pondokrenungan.com/

Ketika aku mengenal namaMu
dari sahabat yang tidak kutahu
kuterpana
benarkah itu?
dia bilang aku harus memanggilmu Bapa
dia bilang aku harus selalu tersenyum
dia bilang semua ini Engkau yang memberi
dia bilang Engkau selalu temani aku
memang kuakui...
itu Engkau
Sekarangpun aku mengerti
betapa bagiMu aku berarti
betapa Engkau selalu mengasihi
dalam tangisku
dalam tawaku
dalam ceriaku
tidak luput dari perhatianMu
Tapi,
apa yang bisa kuberi?
terkadang aku ingin memberi
sesuatu yang membuatMu tersenyum
sesuatu yang membuatMu tertawa...
Tapi,
apa yang telah kuberi?
sesuatu yang membuatMu tersenyum?
sesuatu yang membuatMu tertawa?
Jadi,
Sudah pantaskah aku disebut anakMu?
Sudah pantaskah aku?


Tanggal: 13/01/2004
Caecilia
Email: do_the_best@lycos.com

Berhenti Pada Keinginan

Berhenti Pada Keinginan/http://www.pondokrenungan.com/

Kubangun pagi ini
Enggan...
Kubuat tanda salibMu
Seperti biasa...
Termenung aku dipintuMu
Ku terpaku...

DihadapanMu aku mengaku
Aku rindu
Toek mengenalMu
Lebih dekat lagi padaMu
Ada waktuku untuk bersamaMu
Di hari ini

Sesal aku akan hari-hari kemarin
Ketika doa yang sama
Keinginan yang sama
Kuungkapkan padaMu
Dan...
Aku melupakannya

Janganlah hari ini
Hidupku...
Hanyalah...
Berhenti pada keinginan


Tanggal: 23/03/2004
Caecilia
Email: do_the_best@lycos.com

Si Tukang Ojek Sepeda

Si Tukang Ojek Sepeda/http://www.pondokrenungan.com


Di ujung jalan ini
sepedaku berhenti
tali kait sudah minta ganti
terduduk kuamati
bekal satu-satunya mencari rejeki

Kulihat sekeliling
mencari tempat berteduh
kuangkat dan kutarik sepedaku
ku nantikan sepi
menuju seberang jalanan

Lama kuberdiam
kupegang uang gopekan di tangan
satu-satunya yang ada di saku
terbayang wajah ibuku
di rumah menunggu

Beranikah aku pulang
tanpa hasil di tangan
apa gunanya tangisan dan keluhan
yang penting aku dan ibuku
bisa makan...

Di ujung jalan ini
tiba-tiba diingatkan
akan kenangan lalu
ketika hidup enggan melaju
menapaki jalan berbatu

Waktu itu...
sebuah uluran tangan
yang lembut dari surga
datang tanpa disangka
menyapa jiwa yang berduka

'Bolehkah aku membantumu?'
teringat kata-kata itu
meluncur sejukkan kalbu
mengangguk ku malu
bersyukur aku padaMu

Itulah awal dari pertemuan
dengan Kekasihku
yang telah kulupakan
karena rasa hina di dada
yang menyandang sebutan
si tukang ojek sepeda


Tanggal: 11/08/2004
Caecilia Unik
Email: do_the_best@lycos.com

Cinta bertabur debu

Cinta bertabur debu http://pondokrenungan.com


Suara bel berbunyi
Pintu terbuka...
Suara langkah kaki...
Yang sudah biasa kudengar
'Aku sudah tidak tahan lagi'
Keluh kesahnya

Seorang gadis muda itu datang
Mencari kekasihnya dalam diam
Ada sesuatu yang menyala di dada
Meluap menunggu terlontarkan
Cincin yang digenggam
Tanda ikatan dua insan
Kini dipertaruhkan

Suatu awal kehidupan telah menyapa
Membuatnya tertegun
Terkesima...
Seharusnya ikatan itu telah sempurna
Ketika mengatakan iya dihadapan Sang Pencipta
Sekarang...
Hanyalah lingkaran bercahaya
Dihadapan seorang laki-laki muda
Terduduk lesu
'Ini yang ku mau'
Bukanlah solusi
Hanyalah kerelaan yang ditunggu
Sebuah kepasrahan untuk menerima
Adakah...?
Ternyata hanyalah...
Cinta bertabur debu
Yang tersebar di dunia





Unik
Email: unikdl@gmail.com

My Flight Delay

My Flight Delay | Authspot

Good night all
excuse the delay of this aircraft.

night wore on
become increasingly soluble
lean
stand
sit
transfixed
…


lethargic
…
dreamy eyes
calculate the lines in the ceiling
one two three … endless
suddenly
rang the bell sound

‘ting tong ting tong “
all be readily
two two-lined
sour faces shining again
fatigue is gone
back a glimmer of hope
down the halls
through the empty spaces
open field
cold night air nan
hit the faces in the silent
good night all
excuse the delay of this aircraft
and hopefully good-bye until the goal
…. finally …


Read more: http://authspot.com/poetry/my-flight-delay/#ixzz1KDYSI6JE

You’re in My Heart

You’re in My Heart | Authspot


This morning I say hello

You’re in my heart.


Hi babe…

This morning I say hello

Look at your phone message

If no reply…

I understand…

may be busy

don’t like it

don’t want to reply

not interested

or …

Hopefully your reply soon

I don’t want to disturb you

on your nice day

but …

may I be a part of your day

as your friend

as your daughter

as some one who admire you

as some one that care of you

or as anything what you want

Thought I’m ashamed to admit it

that you’re in my heart



Read more: http://authspot.com/poetry/youre-in-my-heart-2/#ixzz1KDXWx6qI

When The Dreams Come True

When The Dreams Come True | Authspot



I have a dream.


every one have the own dream

in the bottom of heart

to be the best

in career

family

successful

millionaire

famous

big boss

What about my dreams?

yes…my dreams…

to be owner of the company

Great…

that one of them


So many years i kept

no one knows

just me and my heart

now i thinking

when my dream come true

what will happen?

Whether I still alive

without any dreams..?



Read more: http://authspot.com/poetry/when-the-dreams-come-true/#ixzz1KDWf4TzI

High Cholesterol is a Killer

High Cholesterol is a Killer | Authspot


Many people die because of high cholesterol.

who doesn’t like to eat delicious?

off course…i am

hamburgers

french fries

junk food

pizza

quail eggs

squid

chicken egg yolk

pork brains

cow brains

…………..

delicious

but very dangerous…high cholesterol

some times when we looking for eat

the point is delicious

healthy is the second point

are you like that?

if yes…

you have to be more be careful

so many food containing the cholesterol


cholesterol…

the main cause heart disease and stroke


cholesterol…

is a number one killer



Read more: http://authspot.com/poetry/high-cholesterol-is-a-killer/#ixzz1KDWLXglm

My Best Friend

My Best Friend | Authspot


I’m glad you’re here.

When I’m sad

or happy

If I’m in a trouble

You’re here…beside me

I know…

You’re my best friend

You know that I’m introvert

no one close with me…except you

you understand me

we learn together

we walk together

we share everything

our sadness

our happiness

but i can’t share my heart

my love….my feeling…

i know you love him

more than mine

hence…let me go

oh…my lovely friend

don’t be mad

i can’t share more

because…

you’re my best friend



Read more: http://authspot.com/poetry/my-best-friend-57/#ixzz1KDVs6hYf

On My First Date

On My First Date | Authspot


I love you, but …

I graduated senior high school and start to college

I have a new boy friend

white skin, higher and frizz

so cool…

you’re very famous

I’m proud

“Hello…are you ready?”

He pick up me for our first date

Oh…my heart…tremble…

I’m so happy

the world for both of us, the others just ride

unforgettable…and feeling so sad when i remember

you say…:

“would you marry me now?”

Oh no…

difficult to say

I love you, but…sorry I’m engaged



Read more: http://authspot.com/poetry/on-my-first-date/#ixzz1KDVUSctI

100 Years Later

100 Years Later | Authspot

Do you still alive 100 years later?
No, I think. But your grandchildren may be still alive.

100 years later

your grand children may be still alive

yes…may be…

if the world still exist

Global warming happen now

many natural disasters

earthquake, floods, fire

caused by human selfishness

5 cm a year soil layer decreased

500 cm for 100 years decreased


sea level rise…

exploitation not controllable

the weather…unpredictable

waste is not managed well

what happen 100 years later?

whether there is life on earth

or will extinct before…we don’t know

we just try …have to try to prevent



Read more: http://authspot.com/poetry/100-years-later/#ixzz1KDV3KtGs

Who Will Win

Who Will Win | Authspot

You need relax.

relax

You need relax

It just a game

You wake up early every day

to prepare everything

your work…business….activities…

race with time

more time and more time

not enough to meet your needs

like a runner who want to reach the finish first

you compete in your life

You see the finish line in front of there

you run to get it

but when you have already achieved

apparently it is not over yet

you do not fell like a winner

because you will see the other finish line far ahead

you have to run and run again

because you see the others ahead



who will win

you realize?

look at your hand

actual finish line was in the grip of your hand

Read more: http://authspot.com/poetry/who-will-win/#ixzz1KDUhRJ9F

Gone with The Wind

Gone with The Wind | Authspot

Dovee…

Where’re you.

I’m so young when met you



in the little village



beside the river

where you playing with your friend

and take a bath with the rain water



Dovee…

You say your name

you held my hand crossing the river

“don’t worry

and trust me”

you calm me down

“beside me, you save”

you protect me from your friends naughty



twenty years old later

I find you

where’re you

Dovee…

i get an answer

from your best friend

that no one knows since you left this village



Dovee…

You gone with the wind

like a bird in the sky

Good luck Dovee

Tradition…is It Funny?

Tradition…is It Funny? | Authspot

Going home is a tradition…is it funny?

Every year there’s going home tradition.

Where we live or where we stay

We have to return to the place of birth parents.

Going home is a tradition that happened every year

Every one loved and missed his hometown

where ever they live now

where ever they work and stay

in the bottom of their heart missed the hometown

They will to try to take an annual leave from their work

they want recalled a moment about childhood memories

this is already requirement of each person

by car…by bus…by train…by ship…or aeroplane

any cost that will be used

regardless of the sacrifices

will be lived

regardless of the price will not be able to replace the existing complacency

going home…

is it funny?

my hometown…wait for me…


Read more: http://authspot.com/poetry/tradition-is-it-funny/#ixzz1KDSUw6MJ

Little Penguin “Porroro”

Little Penguin “Porroro” | Authspot

Almost every day you’re in my mind

Funny….

ohhh…Little Porroro

The favorite story kids.

You open the day with you’re funny

Like sun shine in the morning

You give us your smile

with your story


Every day on television

My kids like it


she paint you at least 3 times a day

wow…great…


i say…good paint

“Porroro” is your name

every things your action


make me laugh

“Jenmani Anturium” Flower

“Jenmani Anturium” Flower | Authspot

I want to laugh when remember this

Oh my son….

Why you’re like this song

“Jenmani Flower’ in Keroncong melody

I’ll tell you the story

Baby Jenmani…

Who know that it will become a famous flower

The big one is expensive

so many kind of this flower

while it famous, making a lot of people forget

that it just for a while

not forever.

Read more: http://authspot.com/poetry/jenmani-anturium-flower/#ixzz1KDRUrQYC

Living in The Jungle

Living in The Jungle | Authspot


No society and relationship.
So thankful because we have love.

Jungle…

If the human live in the jungle.

Live with animals and plants.

No society.

No relationship with others.

like Tarzan.

in the story.

Who want it?

No one…

Life needs love

If without love…

is like living in the jungle.

so thankful because we have love

we should always keep

in our heart

Read more: http://authspot.com/poetry/living-in-the-jungle/#ixzz1KDR1ukEv

Don’t Let This Feeling Killing Me

Don’t Let This Feeling Killing Me | Authspot

Hurry up the sun …
Should I turned on the fire so the rooster crows to wake you
so I no longer have to wait long
Ooooh morning …
do not let this feeling killing me.

This evening I counted my fingers slowly
hope to asleep soon with soundly
the night changed quickly in the morning
so that everything that exists in the mind can do
all the obstacles in the hearth soon realized
or any result
although occasionally show fear
if things did not go as I had hoped

This heart’s grief
at least I’ve tried
so as not to regret later
do not blame me if I go later
after all this ends
though so I’m not going gracefully
Friend … I wish
so that our dreams become reality
which has become my dream

Hurry up the sun …
Should I turned on the fire so the rooster crows to wake you
so I no longer have to wait long
Ooooh morning …
do not let this feeling killing me

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Don’t Say Anything Before The Time Comes

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Let in these notes I write deepest message
"Do not say anything before the time comes"

That time we were so young
not yet know what the word means “love”
you are my classmates
who was sitting right behind me
which often borrow my notes
and smiled at me

when the lesson begins
I said: “I must be the best”
I do not want to lose
because I know
There are looked behind me

one thing I remember until now
although I do not know why
cry in my heart
when I heard the singing voice
race in front of the school
it touched my heart
or maybe I was jealous
why?
maybe because I want
you sing it just for me

I really do not understand this feeling
there is hope but also the rejection
I want to follow mom’s advice
but I do not want any scars on his chest
because I was young

I will always remember your smile
I keep my wish in my heart
until eventually it will disappear or become reality
I want to convey this
but no one had the right words
and also there is no courage that I can
let in these notes I write
deepest message
“Do not say anything before the time comes”

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Harry Potter

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I hear my son crying
In the morning
Why?
He want to be as Harry Potter.

I awoke with a sudden
this pulse racing
when the mind has not merged
eyes are still reluctant to open
voice is that?

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Son crying
“why?” I asked
with my son answered weeping;
I’m dreaming “
“oh … what a dream?” I asked
my son: “I am a Harry Potter”
Me: “Good dream”
my son shook his head, saying:
“I’ve been able to fly using a broom,
so woke up unable to fly again … ‘

“Why?
want to fly? “I said:
“I want to fly with Mom,
drop off and pick up you at work “

Why?
My son continued: “
because I want my mom got home quick
after work every day …
to accompany me to learn. “
“I want to be harry potter …” he shouted.

I smiled
and said: “
Thank you my son … “
you’re always my Harry Potter

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I Awaken

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I went live this life
race against time to keep going
for if I
God here
if not to serve
I awaken
I awaken.

I went live this life
race against time to keep going
for if I
God here
if not to serve
I awaken…
I awaken!!
I made a faithful son
I awaken…
I awaken!!
make me your servant, being pleased

When I’ll sing this song
I remember when miss
until one day
you come say hello
it is very important to me
moment…
as there is no wish to end
to keep the peace
the beginning of my life
when you awaken me

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Was It Heaven?

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Surely everyone’s dream
Make people stare
With the fragrance name
throne and the crown
and of course property.

Was it heaven?

When the bell rings
Sign dawn
I spoke to all people
With a smile
Hi world … if you know me?

Clap and laughter accompany
Each step to the top
When the trophy and crown pinned
Accompanied with endless praise
As if the world is ours

The figure of a nobleman
Or statesman
Or the common people
Who would have thought
Visible only sparkling solely

Surely everyone’s dream
Make people stare
With the fragrance name
throne and the crown
and of course property

but …

When I said:
Is it the name of heaven?
When the scent hits?

The answer is …
Maybe that’s paradise.

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My Morning and Evening Walk

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Marks the coming of the cock crows in the morning.
The church bell tolled six times.
Glimmer of light peering in through the leaves.

Marks the coming of the cock crows in the morning
The church bell tolled six times
Glimmer of light peering in through the leaves
Radiate hope

The roar of motorcycle sound
Horn sounded again and again
Sign of impatience
In order to get to destination

Along with the arrival of hope
I felt the fresh morning on the way
Towards a place where there are challenges
And a must

What is there?
Pressure? Compliments? Censure? Or Competition?
To get what is called the position
Or life?

When the whistle signaled the end days
Bringing new hope amid fatigue
To meet with the heart
Expressed his longing

Although my morning and evening walk
It will not stray from the grip
As long as there is a belief in the chest
To pursue life

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Rain in The Evening

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Open sky for a moment
a group of birds flying south
leaving the roar
lightning alert
I stood in the desert twilight.

Open sky for a moment
a group of birds flying south
leaving the roar
lightning alert
I stood in the desert twilight
passing from the field workers
carrying hoes carried
crescent at the waist
walk pursued hope
immediately to the destination

Closed already …
umbrella cloud
bodies hit the wind blows
parted leaf
sounds tight
one … two … drizzling rain
increasingly heavy dark …
ah head
I touch and see up
roof was peeled
leaving water spots
wet floor

I ran to find
something I could find
to hold
which every day must prepare
vigil at twilight
before the rain arrives

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Search

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Every morning I spend some time to ask.

When morning
Before the sun peeked
Browse my way to a new city
The place where I could sit in silence
Kneel in prayer
I said:
“Father … what exactly was I looking for?”
“Why am I here?”

Every morning I spend some time
To ask
No never heard answers
What is less loud screams?
Or because of lack of hearing?
And why
When in the silence
as if no time limit and the desire
that there is only eternity

Drizzle this
The whole body wet
Bringing the good news or sad
All must pass
Straight roads, steep, or winding
Up and down
Until one day I found what I was looking

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Constriction

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Constriction.
Want I said.
Without the words.

Phone ringing woke me up
Awaken from sleep that only a few moments
I remembered the incident last night
There rebellion
constriction
There is what I want out
Is it anger?
Is it disappointment?
Or distress?

My race pace
Passing through the southern perimeter yogya
I wanted to go home
But it was too late
Imperceptibly
These tears just flowed
Let it go …
If this can reduce the shortness of

Why all the quiet?
Is there a word?
To convey all
What’s going on
No one wanted to say hello
Undemonstrative
Want I said
Without the words

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You are My Hope

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During I was a baby
Holding me in her lap
In the buckle and sung love songs
Calm
I fell asleep
I rang
Hopefully the voice chanting
“My son …”
‘You are my hope “

When I cry
And do not stop
Refusing to strokes
I do not want the buckle
What do I want?
I want to stand
Alone
In my little feet
My Dad
My mother
Holding hands
Smiled at me
Hopefully
Said …
‘Come on, you can do. “
Because
“You are my hope”

Oh God I’m Scared

Oh God I’m Scared | Authspot
I’m scared to meet You… God.

The lamp is still burning

I see on the next
Still no sound
I paused motionless
Staring at the ceiling
Without sound

Is it time?

I do not have the heart

My son …My daughter…

Little …
Depressed
Can I ask for?
Do me!

I still have a future
What should I strive for
Will not willingly let go


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