Puisi

Maybe

I’ve been ran for a long time..

To find out the meaning of my life

But it was so hard to get

Even in the darkness of moon

Till in the shining sun on the clearest sky

Should I keep running?

Or should I stop..

And found out that I was useless at all

Or maybe I should keep running, and try to seek another truths about me..

So maybe, I could get another pieces of me

Which is satisfied, which is useful..  

and I could feel a little bit proud to my self

I don’t know..

Really don’t know..

puisi baruu

Kenyang

Bayang hitam itu mencekat langkahku

Merasuk hingga ke batas nadirku

Aku sesak..

Nafasku sengal

Aku limbung dalam dekapan bimbang

Terjatuh dan tak mampu lagi bangkit

Optimisku pudar..

Termakan oleh penyakit-penyakit hati

Ku telan saja bulat-bulat sisa-sisa harapan itu

Hingga kenyang..