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Sebuah Bentuk Sebuah omong kosong terlintas, lantaran tertawa tak menangis meratapi sepiring desahan puspas hati. "Aku tak mengerti maksudmu, tak pula memahami arti dari segala rintihanmu." Ku angkatkan kaki melangkah pergi, berharap 'kan memohon lebih. Menuju ke bawah anak anak tangga mengangkat hidangan dengan spatula. Tersentak, lantaran disibukkan oleh badai sunyi lantaran bersemayam di kepala. Tak sengaja, tak apa Merasakan sentuhan lembut, pada pundak yang tegang. "Ada apa," Mendekat, mendekap perlahan. Hilang sudah basa basi semua, ku hanya ingin waktu berhenti agar ku dapat menikmati ketulusan sebuah cinta tanpa kata yang bermakna.

Makan Malam Kain pelapis diatas meja kayu yang usang, dihiasi oleh kursi berbusa dan kayu Aku termenung menantap remang cahaya itu. Teringat jelas kumis bapak dengan gradiennya, juga senyum keriput ibu saat bersama. Aku sempat melupakan cepatnya masa bersama Teringat ketika, Ibu menyuapi, sulitnya aku makan termenung sedih, tak juga sedih, ketika melihatku di matanya. Terbayang saat, kursi Ayah tak tersentuh hanya karena Beliau khawatir, tak ada beras 'tuk esok hari. Kapan Beliau pernah makan? Merindukan; remang lampu itu, bising laron di malam hari, pentungan sahur saat Ramadhan tiba. Yang akhirnya ku sadari, aku hanya bersamaku tahun ini. Juga bersama,  makan malam yang dingin.

Ranjang Tua Di bawah langit biru, aku terbangun.  Menengadah fraksi cahaya atasku.  Meraba seprai berbobotkan busa hijau tua.  Menangkap nyeri otot tua.  Berdiam  membangkitkan gairah masa muda  yang tak secepat dahulu.  Tak seindah rerumputan hijau,  silinder plastik berongga,  penyok lagi,  tertendang lagi,  melesat tiang lagi,  berteriak dan  berpelukan di coklat basah.  Menghirup tepung bakar matang  suara alarm pemanggangan.  Menggenggammu diantara kedua lenganku,  membuatku..  membuatku..  menangis merindukan manisnya senyumanmu.   Maafkan aku. 

Kepada Malam Kepada malam, indahnya gemerlap bintang, sunyinya kicauan burung, dersiknya angin berhembus. Kepada malam, menatap gelapnya langit, merintih di atas balkon, memohon dalam sunyi, merintih di kesendirian. Kepada langit, ketika matahari membisu pada malam, saat malam terpantulkan mentari. Hanya satu harapan, ditambah satu, dikali dua, tumbuh seribu. Duhai, kepada malam. Jikalau bisa mendengar degup jiwa ini.

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Hai Kawan Hai kawan, ceritakanlah kisahmu. Hari ini. Bukankah kau punya lelucon untuk kita? Hai kawan, mendekatlah, jangan takut. Cepatlah, kemari! Apa yang kau tunggu? Mengapa engkau ragu? Apa yang menghambatmu? Biar aku saja, kau tidurlah dengan lelap. Maka berjanjilah, suatu saat nanti kau akan bercerita, pengalamanmu hari ini. Hai kawan, mana tingkah banyolmu itu? Aku sungguh menantikannya, bersamamu disini.

Rabu, 15 Juni 2022 Bukan apa-apa. Hanyalah sebuah hari baru. Hari baru, kegiatan yang sama. Hari baru, kesibukan yang sama. Tidak ada yang spesial. Hanya sebuah hari baru. Obrolan lama kian membusuk, dunia ini terus berputar tanpa arahan. Akankah ia berubah? Apa yang berbeda hari ini? Obrolan baru hangat fajar isak. Aku teringat dengan janjinya. Ucapan diantara bintang malam. Tertawa setelah terbangun. Dia melakukannya. Tidak ada yang spesial setelah terbit. Hanya keheningan biasa kian membusuk. Suara kecil berhamburan. Hal ini tidaklah besar. Bukan aku mengingkari takdir fana. Kalanya hati kecil ini berbicara, "Aku ingin berada di tengah kerumunan, dengan diriku seorang perhatian itu." Itu tidak terjadi. Hingga terangnya melewati puncak. Banyak kata indah keluar. Aku hanya merasakan, namun aku yakin dengan ketulusan samudra, seluas semesta memandang, seindah gugurnya sakura. Aku terpandang olehnya. Hidangan kecil sebelum terbenam. Sudah kubilang, tidak ada yang spesial. Meni...

Kapitalisme Kami terbelenggu, kota kami bagai bom waktu Mataku sadarinya, aku meraba tanahnya, ia tak lagi gempur, ia tak lagi kokoh hantaman demi hantaman menyiksanya Mereka tersenyum picik, mereka t'lah kehilangan saraf, mereka siap meledakkan kita kapan pun Ragaku bersamaku, jiwaku belum siap pergi dahulu Bulu kudukku berdiri, kulitku mengering hitam Mataku bersua, sulit berhenti Kotaku kecilku, istana rindang ini, telah lenyap bersama simbah darah Kini giliranku, aku tak siap tertembak tapi, itulah yang terjadi

Perpisahan Dunia kita yang indah ini, tak selamanya abadi Kelak lautan api kan melahap, menerjang bangunan kokoh kita bersama Gaungan kelompok singa menangkap kita Ini bukanlah perpisahan, ini bukanlah akhir Meski langit menangis hari ini, kita pastikan esok kan kembali, pertemuan kita pasti terjadi.

One's Heart Colors Humans are greed, full of intentions, hope. They give love, hatred, soreness, trouble. They, uhh, we are unique creature.  One can show no emotion at all, but, that's scary. Two can be happy together children. Three can be successful and rich. Yet four is not in the list.  In some occations, they will surprise you,  annoy and disturbing, lovely, and joyful, and some even declared war againts each others. It is very interesting to watch things flow. But we can't just sit back and watch, don't we? A word can mean for two, neither three, nor a thousand. I don't believe what I just saw, before I wrote this line. But, I had to believe it. But, it was not the first time. The word of love was shown. What could it be?  As a bride? As a friend? As a partner? Or as a young kids back 'till now call crush? Such intention lives within us, and they grow, deeper, closer, untill it reached another place in front of you, and it got shared to you. We have emoji...

Unresolved As to where they belong's I do not see any different to what Over thousands of castle are seen I found no wag inside As seen telescope of light I do not bear any threats or burden Helped you clear to see Resolved ways of life Let me sail you away Better thoughts of future Resolved ways of thinking ╰─> ❥• #OverflowingFragments

The Blossom of Time Women's heart are just fragile, right? Once they got their tears out, you will never be able to see a perfect mirror ever again. They have broken. As the word broken can be powerful based on use. As for me, I refer it to: hopeless future; I have lost my hometown. It just, what people see?  Bees go look for honey because of their use, they need it. Flowers can reproduce themselves through the help of the bees. And do you know how I can value this? They're not doing it for their own sake. It is how nature works. No matter what happen, it must happen, for the ecosystem. Imagine seeing a best friend - or maybe someone you lean to - just won a competition, just got happy after their suffering. It is always natural that we get the side effect of it, right? I do believe in vibes. Thus, sharing makes caring exist. Sympathy develops empathy. And so, groups slowly are turning into a colony. There is a lot to be known; to be discovered; to be found; to be seen; to be h...

The Fragments of Chapters As the title says. Overflowing Fragments. Well, I do not know myself what fragments we've been talking about from the past days. I just happen to know that someone made the template for us. Amazing job, I can say. Since, I am lacking the skills of editing. Oh well, who cares (again). Have you taught yourself about every fragments of life? Essence of life? Or maybe the fragments that flow around you. Hm, this also reminds me of the word "fractals", or we know "fracture" as in bone. Yeah, to put it simple: "broken mirror" it is. Let's skip the sorrow for now. As we began to discover the truth behind hashtag we've been using from the last 2 weeks. Yes, we name it: #OverflowingFragments . Every piece of memory we encounter; I most likely will call them "piece of life". If you ask, why? Oh, uhm, because they're special; I like them very much. They're wonderful, endless possibilities; to the infinity and be...

Cerise's Lipstick Once upon a time. There once lived a little girl named, Cerise. Just like the dictionary said, she is a girl in pink. She loves pink. Her room was made out of pink. One thing that you guys have to know, she does not go to school! She always stays in her room. You're probably wondering why a cute 12 years old girl prefers to stay inside than playing with her friends. That's because her eyes couldn't hold other colors than pink! I know this sounds weird, but, this is a fiction anyway. Who cares? I remember, it was 1st of April 1414. She asked for a lipstick as a present on her birthday. She turned 15 that day. And she was obsessed with make ups. And so, her father went to La Vérde shop to buy a lipstick. There was a lot to choose. But, he could not find a perfect lipstick for her daughter.  "Hello, what can I do for you?"  "Ah, I am looking for a pink lipstick or something similar. Do you have one for my daughter?" "I am sorry. W...

A Day at The Cafe Thursday, 31th of February 1826 Hey, lil' brother. Guess what? I saw a man at the cafe today. Haha, I know I have met a lot of man in my life. But, he is gorgeous, charming, and shining. We have not said anything to each other, yet, it feels like we're really close. We are meant to be one. Hashley closed her diary after. The memories flashed through in a blink of an eye.  "Huft, brother I wish you were still here with me." said Hashley slowly.  Hashley was living together with her only little brother, Fetro. Their parents have already left them when they were before primay schooler age. Welope, an uncle from their father gave them a sweet home. Yet again - after living in it for 12 years - due to his debt, he was arrested by the police and his home was taken by the bank after. They had to live by themselves on the road. Luckily, they met Mr. Perllyen, who let them sleep and work at a cafe, Berkast Cafe.  "Hashley, good work today." Mr. Perl...

Breeze Did Not Leave #OverflowingFragments " Ah, found you. " Running from the night bliss of cold. I was wrong when I said we are meant to be separated. I did not know my heart has been stucked with you. And will always be with. Even with breeze of thunder. " Vascent, is that you? " I had lost hope in me. Thinking of making a new line of future. Drawing is easy, right? I just have to scratch it. No harm needed. As time flied by, I noticed I left something behind. As my heart slowly telling me you're the one. " Where have you been? " Cold breeze night. So sweet, yet dangerous. Moonlight shines from the sun. They're too perfect to be one. Helped each others everyday. They helped the galaxy of milky way. And so, the breeze said the same. " Vascent, I am sorry. " I was running out of breath. Breeze always come to help the moment. Space and time is our place. I play as the main female lead, but I never get what I wanted. " I understand. ...

Cerobong Tua Delecit pintu lapuk Melapukkan debu di udara Aku heran, "apa?" Bursa tua keras,  bunga lemah kering Teringat kala muda bersama Televisi kotak mewarnai tawa "Dia memukulku!" banyak kata "Mana permenku!" aku tertawa Kepalaku tergugah kembali Canda dan riak tangis tergambar Banyak hal terlewat, tersesali Aku tak kesal, hanya kecewa Batu bata melemah seperti kayu Gelombang radio bergantikan siaran televisi Tiang kokoh terbaurkan lumut Ini hari terakhirku melihatmu Karena mesin besar sudah menungguku pergi meninggalkanmu

Kembali Bersamanya Hilang sirna kata dalam Diri ini mengaung sunyi Aku tak tahan lagi 'Ku cari yang berada di sana Memecah sangkar ranting pohon Mengudara tinggi planet jupiter Lepas mencari sia jua Gerah payah tak hirau Aku masih kuat Banyak logika bilang, "iya" Layaknya pasir kan terbang Namun buah jatuh takkan pergi Rasa lama menghantui kembali Aku ingin pergi Tak pernah terungkap Tak pernah terelak Aku sendiri bersamanya

Sabit Putri Salju Lembut luluhkan lidah Bentuknya menggiurkan rasa Gemilangkan tepung manis Setoples penuh bahagia Meskipun hanya 5 bulan sabit Aku takkan pernah lupa Rasa melayangkan lidah Pada setiap bulan Syawal Berlalu sudah hari-hari Semoga kelak bertemu lagi Dengan bulan sabitku lagi Di Syawal yang baru Selamat Hari Raya Idul Fitri 1442 Hijriyah Happy Eid Al-Fitr 1442 Hijri

Biola di Orkestra Decitan penari di teater Aku tak sendiri namun aku berdiri Laksamana prajurit di kapal Aku mengaung melawan fisika Mendatangkan hampa pendengar Temanku semua terdiam di arena Gerakan nan indah solo terjadi Mendatangkan kericuhan penikmat orkestra Kata mereka lekukanku indah Lihai sekali tangan bermain Meski aku hanya berdecit Pertunjukkan selesai

Realita Kita Tak Abadi Iringan jiwa penantian serupa Adakala di saat sepi meronta Menyingsir tepian pelana Aku tak heran usaha kita Rekatakan jiwa bersabda Pelarian tak henti bertapa Liar sudah raga kita bisa bisa Itulah kata sang lemah jiwa Banyak rintangan lewat kata Bukankah kita sama saja Tapi, aku tak ingat takdir selalu sama Pernahkah kau minta pada yang bisa Pernahkah yang bisa beri pada yang berjua Apasih yang dicari pada harta Mengapa kekayaan yang utama Bukankah sepotong roti juga berasa Masa akan hilang juga Manusia kelak binasa pada dimata Semua hilang tertelan oleh Raja Drama yang berujung hampa Diingat selalu di kala

Melo dy of The Lifetime #OverflowingFragments I am draining in red , and so my people.. Living for years as a commander of the land that was claimed from time to time is just not me. I don't deserve such fate. As in melody of life tells the fate shall be given to those are worthy. But, why melody let those who cause sins? As I am grateful for the stack of gold everyday. I am happy for the wild land was fallen into my hand. As I am happy as if nothing to be feared. But, what if this was a sign? I didn't remember myself living as a poor under the rocks. I didn't recognize myself as a failure!  And today, the blood is no longer my grasp. It's terrifying me .  As the timeline goes on. The melody of timeline saved me from the disaster I've caused.  My name is Délacrotiaz von Satriméz XI. I am here writing and alive due to the fate that laid upon me. I live because my guardians told me to escape. I took the lives of my people that I have never greeted before. While I am w...

My Yellow I am the yellow. Don't you dare steal my yellow. I love my yellow. So, don't steal my yellow. I don't care if you have yellow. Because mine is not yours. And so you and me. What if we have yellows? But, that's un-possible! I told you they're different! My yellow is mine. Your yellow is yours. But I envy your yellow. Do you wanna share? But, don't touch my yellow! ⊱┈──╌᯽╌──┈⊰✿⊱┈──╌᯽╌──┈⊰ #OverflowingFragments ⊱┈──╌᯽╌──┈⊰✿⊱┈──╌᯽╌──┈⊰ ｡･ﾟ♡ﾟ･｡♡｡･ﾟ♡ﾟ･｡♡｡･ﾟ♡ﾟ･｡♡｡･ﾟ ┊  ┊  ┊ ┊  ┊  ┊  ┊  ┊  ✧ ┊  ❀ ✧

Masa Angan dan Impian Aku punya pelangi Namun ia cacat warnanya Aku iri pada yang lain Aku mau indah Aku punya impian Namun aku tak lurus Aku geram pada panggung Aku mau ikut disana Tampil dengan impian Aku punya harapan Aku tak bisa merencana Inginku bahagia dengan kata "Sampai jumpa di atas, mari bertemu di kala kedewasaan yang indah." Aku tak harap ilusi Aku tak perlu delusi Aku ingin langgeng dimata, tak perlu indah dimata. Inginku lukis mimpi hingga terbangkanlah, langit serasa bumi kita, terbang bersama angan, bersepoikan impian indah, menari bersama awan. Terbanglah bersamaku oh! Penghantar ilusi! Mari 'ku tunjukkan arti, yang takkan pernah hilang. Sampai jumpa pada masa, katakan, "Aku rindu." Masa datang dengan hembus, "datanglah padaku."

Percakapan Semesta Gejolak langit berkata, bumi diam tak berbahasa, dan manusia yang bertingkah Sungguh percakapan yang indah, ketiganya saling berlara, perdebatan yang tak henti. Langit marah. Kediaman yang tak abadi, selalu memaafkan tiada henti, meski penyiksaan kerap terjadi. Bumi hanya diam. Peradaban sangat padat, mencangkul mencari tak diamnya, banyaknya tiada tara. Kekejian manusia. Semesta tak berkutik, semesta tak berani berkutik, tapi Sang Pencipta tak tinggal diam. Drama yang hebat antara semuanya, Kediaman kita semua inilah. Berada di satu ruangan itulah. Percakapan semesta terjadi.

Throwback Staring at the mirrorless sky,  do I know anyone? am I that reliable anymore? Believing one thing will go eternal, ah, how many hallucination My head has been playing, I guess I need to move those aside the time is keep going, Even if you left your promises, I shall remember yours One thing, you're one thing.

Skenario Terpilih Kendali tangan dijalankan, kesulitan kendali pada tangan, Lantas justru siapa Sang Pemeran Utama? Pensil penari, Angin berhembus pembawa, maka serta itu pun, impian hinggap Sungguh, gelombang yang indah Niatku tak bergandeng impian, jalan egoisme memisahkan keduanya, lantas, siapa kendali? Waktu hebat telah berjalan, Detik keempat, semuanya telah berakhir Beri sambutan pada penyesalan.

Between The Horizons Does fate drive us apart? Are memories driven apart? Gloomy lights toward me, telling, shining, believing anytime truthness shall be revealed. Am I locked, Am I limited? Jeoparadized got me in for sure, and the ice was so thick Shouts from the other side, they don't know me, didn't they? What did the sky say? Wanders through the horizon. May the sky shows us the last hope.

Pedang Bentukmu elegan Tiada orang tak terluka, kecuali karenamu, dan pemilikmu Kau menari di tengah angin Terayun mendayun melawan Digenggam kuat, dengan hebat menentang angin Semua buta, semua tuli, semua bungkam, karena keberadaanmu Seringkali kita, mereka lupa Elegan dikau, silau dikau Kita terdiam, tak bisa Kita tak berdaya, tunduk, terdiam, membeku oleh angin Apakah harus, Apakah harus, tak berdaya dihadapanmu Apakah bisa, Apakah bisa, menahan ayunan yang ditebas, melawan kekejian di mata, memberantas yang salah, membela yang tak berdaya di bawah sana Angin pun kalah Sungguh, diri ini pun tak mau menebas, membiarkannya jatuh menahan, dan mencegahnya bercucur berguna bagi bumi Pengorbanan bukan berarti pahlawan Pahlawan bukan berarti berkorban Sungguh aku pun tak berdaya olehnya, didorong menebas, didorong terhempas oleh angin Aku pun tak mau, ketika hari kelak tiba, semua berbondong berkompetisi, dengan segala, demi segala, termasuk aku yang hina Maafkan pemilikku yang tuli, Sada...