luka yang ku peroleh

luka yang ku peroleh
akan kau persaksikan sendiri nanti,
nanti kalau kau datang lagi

luka yang ku peroleh
akan sedikit kubagi denganmu nanti,
nanti kalau kau datang lagi

luka yang ku peroleh
akan padam dengan sendirinya nanti,
nanti kalau kau datang lagi

luka yang ku peroleh
nanti kalau kau datang lagi
nanti kalau kau datang lagi,

....... kalau kau datang lagi

jika milik akan kembali

rayuan gugur bulan timur
bagai mabuk dalam nyanyian
hempaskan birahi berbaur kasur
menjadi gemulai dalam gerakan
dalam syahdu hingar bingar
mematikan semua khayalan
yang terpasung oleh jangkar

gerbera merah

kenangan gerbera merah
merah
merah seperti darah mengucur
meluncur deras di mata dengan kereta api timur
mengkilap indah di perut gelas wine
di kali senja merah
melambai dengan bungkam

cinta hanya satu.

katamu

katamu kita selalu sejalan
bagai dua buah rel kereta
yang saling terpisah
namun selalu beriringan

katamu kita selalu berdampingan
layaknya pohon dengan buahnya
yang selalu bersanding
walau kadang harus terbebas

katamu kita selalu mengisi
seperti matahari dan bulan
yang selalu menghiasi langit kosong
biar secara silih berganti

katamu kita selalu hidup
layaknya makhluk Tuhan
yang diberi nafas penghidupan
tetapi akan terpisah di penghujung petaka

kita

aku cinta kau
aku ke kau ke kau aku
akulah kauku kaulah ku ke kau

KITA

-scb-

kepada siapa?

kepada siapa aku harus bertanya?

mungkin pada rumput yang bergoyang itu, atau mungkin juga tidak pikirku.

kepada siapa aku harus mengadu?
mungkin pada anjing putih yang tidak henti-hentinya menatap dari saban hari itu, tapi kurasa percuma.

kepada siapa aku harus pulang?
mungkin kembali ke rumah tak bertuan yang selalu berdiri kokoh itu, atau mungkin juga tidak perlu.



kepada siapa aku harus mengiba?
mungkin pada jelata yang terus meronta kesakitan itu, tapi kurasa bukan.



kepada siapa aku harus mengabdi?
mungkin pada raja-raja yang selalu setia bersandiwara memainkan perannya,




atau mungkin pada diriku saja?

apa nama band kita

here's a little something for you, yon!
hope you like it.
fresh from my mind :D

love you, yon! haha

perpisahan dalam kata

dilipatnya selembar kertas dengan anggun
di selipkannya diantara tumpukkan baju itu
ditinggalkan gubuknya yang tak seindah istana itu
mencari jawab atas semua tanya

setiap delir angin berbisik
meminta untuk tetap tinggal
setiap tanya membuat kaki terus melangkah
semakin jauh, semakin hilang





disampaikan salam melalui pasir
melalui setiap bulir-bulir embun yang menetes
kerinduan tidak untuk disesali
jalanlah terus Ia menapak maut


walau hanya dalam kata..

MERDEKA!

64 tahun ternyata tidak cukup untuk membuat kita merdeka. tetapi hari ini, sudah seperti sebuah kewajiban bagi kita untuk mengucapkan selamat kepada bangsa ini. jadi, biarlah kita ikut andil dalam memeriahkan pesta kemerdekaan Republik Indonesia ini.

SELAMAT ULANG TAHUN
NEGARA KESATUAN REPUBLIK INDONESIA!!!

walau rakyatmu busuk, tetapi namamu akan selalu harum, abadi nan jaya
cintailah ibu pertiwi, banggalah akan negeri Indonesia kita

dia hinggap lalu hilang

biru pekat merah merekah
merekat dan merekah
terbang hinggap ayal tak serah
menghanyut tenggelam arah

asa berubah pasrah
noda bersimbah darah
bercak semata memarah
ribu angan bermuncul cercah

diujung waktu berkerah
hingga gamang sepi takdir menyerah

Serigala

katamu, bila malam, aku menggeram
dalam mimpimu. Sungguh aku tak tahu,
hewan apa yang tak pernah
tidur dalam diriku.

Katamu, kala tidur, aku melompat
dan melolong ke jendela. Sungguh aku
tak tahu, kecuali bahwa bulan
memang indah malam itu.


Gus tf

love against public display of affection

LOVE

The one word that has indescribably beautiful meaning but is so overused and abused in crap songs, greeting cards, etc that now it's just annoyingly cheesy.
But none the less.... I worship love. I do.
Everybody needs love. Everybody is capable of loving. Loving and being loved is our basic desire. But how afraid our society is of expressing love.

Love does branches out to lust and lust branches down to sex. And why is sex so bad? I think sex is the most beautiful thing in life, and everybody should experience sex in their lifetime, at least once.
It is our nature to have sex And if sex is so limited only to those who are married, and just as an act of conceiving babies, then you are pressuring people into marriage for the wrong reasons. So I'm saying. Sex is a beautiful thing. Experience it! Without pressure!
Underline the word 'Without pressure' because anyone who is having sex under pressure, be it physical, mental or peer pressure... that is not sex, that is manipulation and rape.

Some might say that Public Display of Affection is inconsiderate because it makes other people uncomfortable. My question is, why should it? Why are we uncomfortable watching two people loving each other? When deep down every person knows that love is a beautiful thing, but for some reason, we are locking away that desire to show affection because it is considered impolite.
Ironically, while some say that Public Display of Affection is undignified, the same people seem to tolerate violence.
Dont we stand around in circles to watch people get into fights? And slow down our motorcycles to get a glimpse of auto accidents?
In our local television, we let our children watch people getting shot at and police officers drag criminals by their collar in day time crime shows... But anything as much as a kissing scene would immediately be censored unyieldingly.
So what is this saying? That frontal acts of violence is tolerated but frontal acts of love is forbidden? Our society is not only sexually repressed, we are repressing affection, lust, natural desires... we are repressing Love.
While letting hate grow..

Forbidding anything, in any case, has never been and never will be a solution to a problem. It will just ooze out through little holes and then exist in a different form, usually reforming into a distorted shape from its original form. Thus causing misconception.
And sex, a basic human desire, when repressed in society, will find ways to exist behind closed dignified doors. And behind doors is where perversions happen.

If we embrace affection, it wouldnt have to hide and come out only in the dark when no one's looking.
If we em brace love, well the possibility is endless....

YOU

i love you i love you i love you
i miss you i miss you i miss you
i hate you i hate you i hate you
and afterall, it was just you
you you you and you
you slipped into my infinite mind
then you put yourselves there
very cute. you stuck.
i stucked you in my mind
i was wrong
you are poisonous
you are dangerous
but yet, you are hilarious
you are amazing in some weird way of you
you! the one i love and yet i hate but indeed i miss
you you you
who stucked in my heart

silly old bear

hei mate, check this one out. its funny, entertaining, and refreshing.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oLRBidDuvmg

this is my personal favorite video of mine. nothing in this world can compare the cuteness of Winnie The Pooh, ever. oohh, I do worship you pooh. FOREVER. so, here is a little something something for all of you guys.. enjoy!

and let us sing along!!