Sunday, January 31, 2016

Falling

"It is as if, oddly, you were waiting for someone but you didn’t know who they were until they arrived. Whether or not you were aware that there was something missing in your life, you will be when you meet the person you want." (Philips, 2013)
 If falling is about creating a rite, will a random person do the trick?

Vampire

Should I let you in?

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Dia

Biarkan semua mengalir saja
Membuka hati untuk segala kemungkingan yang ada
Tak tahu kemana semua ini bermuara

Tuesday, January 19, 2016

Man & Woman

M : Do you like me?

W : I do not know you. I do know your writings though. And I like it.

M : So you like my writings but you do not like me?

W : I may like you if I know you as I know your writings. But then again, writing is like creating worlds. You can have many personalities in those worlds and you can still be you, the author. That's the reason why I may like your writings but dislike you as a person.

M : Do you want to know me?

W : This is quite a paradox. I like mysteries and since I do not know you very well, you are kind of a mystery for me. Once I know you, I may not like you anymore and our interactions may come to an end.

M : Is knowing similar with liking?

W : There is a possibility that knowing may end up with disliking. So the answer for your question is no. Although there is also a possibility to have the contrary result. I never manage to have a close male friend though. It always starts with a group, then one becomes closer than the others and the friendship is over.

M : Does anything has to have a reason?

W : I do not know how to answer your question about wanting to know you. I know your name, your age although not your birthday, your interest but that's about it. But then probably, that is enough since we do not interact very often anyway.

M : Do you want to be my friend?

W : I always thought friends come naturally through activities of being together. And again, I never manage to have a male friend. Since you kind of broken all the ordinaries, let's be friend and see how it goes.

Sunday, January 17, 2016

Ikra

"Hi, maaf saya telat. Sudah lama menunggu?"
"Ngga kok. Saya yang datang terlalu cepat."
"Oh ...," balas Kemala sambil menarik kursi dan meletakkan tas kantornya
"Langsung dari kantor?" tanya Ikra saat Kemala sudah duduk.
"Iya, kelihatan sekali dari bawaan saya ya?" jawab Kemala sambil tersenyum.
"Ngga, tapi karena kamu belum membalas pesan saya dari tadi siang. Biasanya itu terjadi kalau kamu lagi tenggelam dalam dunia arsitekmu."
"Iya, tadi sesorean rapat untuk mempersiapkan proposal baru. Mau cerita apa atau perlu saya baca sekarang?" tanya Kemala sembari mengerlingkan matanya.
Ikra tahu ia takkan bisa marah dengan tatapan itu. "Puisi saya akan dijadikan lagu."
"Selamat ya Kra. Saya sangat senang untuk kamu," sambil meremas tangan Ikra. "Jadi kita akan pesan apa untuk merayakan?"
"Apapun yang kamu mau."
"Yeay."

Dulu ia sangat ahli dengan melakukan segala sesuatunya sendiri. Kini ia tak yakin lagi. Ia masih punya banyak mimpi tapi kini mimpi itu tampak tak lengkap tanpa senyum Kemala. Sempurna adalah ketika ia melihat Kemala tersenyum atas hal-hal kecil yang dicapainya. Ia seorang yang perfectionist dan hal itu memacunya untuk menguji batas. Kemala tidak mengubah sisi perfectionist dalam dirinya, ia hanya menambahnya dengan hal-hal kecil yang dulu tak pernah menarik minatnya. Dan dalam banyak hal mereka serupa. Kadang Kemala suka tenggelam dalam dunia menggambarnya, sedangkan ia larut dalam kode-kode pemrograman. Ketika itu terjadi, Ikra dan Kemala seperti berada dalam dunia yang berbeda. Tapi mereka selalu tahu cara untuk menemukan satu sama lain. Dan itu membuat Ikra nyaman.

Friday, January 15, 2016

Maybe

I am in love with the idea of love
Of having someone to fill in the blank space
So when we finally met
And things got uncomfortable
It was easier to runaway
To pretend all the texts do not exist
To erase you from my system
And to return to the thing I know best: solitude

Maybe ...
I am living in the fox's world
Where one can enter once they tame me
Or in the world of Arabian Night
Where relation is built on curiosity
Of being attached through riddles and mysteries




Saturday, January 02, 2016

Poison

Almost a day without a message from you
And I miss you
Badly

God, what did I put myself into?

De-taming

"... What does that mean-- 'tame'?" asked the Little Prince. "It is an act too often neglected," said the fox. ...