I was in love with the death. Sometimes I sang the rhyme of the last breath, and saying goodbye every morning. That’s why I let the sea and the storm washed away my body. Let it float to the horizon and escape from the ground. I was bleeding and ready for my last breath.
“God, let me rest in the sunset..”
I closed my eyes for a while but the wave carried me back to the shore. Whisper my breath and my heart back to life. Continue reading A Suitcase Full of Sunset
I don’t know how to begin
The north wind has been blown
A cold day attacked my heart like a bow
An eclipse covered the land and suppressed it within shadow
I can hear the angels sing the sad gospel
One more soul has been taken
One more melody has been gone
And one more light has been blown
I can’t help but crying Continue reading I Miss You
People said that ocean has no end, and the horizon is just a shadow. But here I am, on the edge of the shore. Let the wave wash my soul and let the sea wrap my body. Floating away from the land I know, bring me to the unknown. I don’t expect for the sand or a neverland, just the deepest ocean floor and saturated sunset. A freezing cold in the golden light. A place to scream so loud and no one would hear. A peace surrounded by silence, far far away from bulshit. Continue reading A Letter From Far Away
Have you ever imagined how your life would be when you open a bag of Lays and it’s full (not just half of bag full + air)? Have you ever imagined how your life would be when you don’t have to deal with every shit people in the world? Have you ever imagined how your life would be if people just mind their own business and not dip their finger in somebody else’s life? Have you ever imagined how your life would be if you are free to do everything you want, without thinking that you would risk anybody’s life or feeling for it? Have you ever imagined any of those?
In some cases people would say those things could happen “if you have gut for it.” But the thing is, this is life and sometimes what other human think about our decision is more important than the decision itself. We are living the world that full of rules and bunch of strings that make us connect to other people, whether we want it or not. Those rules make our life more “organized” and sometimes make it messier too.
Those rules come in every form like religion, morality, culture, humanism, race, gender, knowledge, and a lot of other things (Every kind of rules act like “God” who keeps His eyes for our every move). Continue reading Which “God” do you want?
Pure and cold as dew
Tender as sleepy child
But yet buzzing like mosquito
What’s wrong with you?
Standing in the corner and lead your eyes around
You got the control in your right hand
And your heart in the left
A burning sun on to your head
And laughter flow in your blood
What’s wrong with me? Continue reading Our I,L, and Y