Me

When my time has come

I want no one to cry

Not even you

No need for the weep and tears

I am but a wild animal

Driven out of the herd

Let bullets pierce my skin

I'll fight 'till I win

Wounds and poisons I take a flee

A flee

'Till I let pass pain and misery

And I won't give a damn tear

I want to live a thousand more years

(Translation by Affiq from the poem Aku by Chairil Anwar. )

Acold

I ask questions

On life and expectation

And why I befriend

Fear and anticipation

I went to the forest

I look for the mountains

I ask to the lord

Can I put on behold?

And on the night I came

For the cure of the pain

I hummed to the hymn

Of the birds and the rain

Should I resign

Like a defeated soldier

on a bloody battlefield?

Or should I insist

Like a spider

on a windy foothill?

I sat in the night

In the least of possible light

I found myself acold

And a self-tormented soul

Couplet of happiness

Too much life
That I was failing

Too much people
That I was blind

Too much stories
That I was deaf

Too much pain
That I was numbed

I was running
I was losing

I was close
I was far

I was touching you
I couldn’t feel you

I was in love
I was in hate

When I sleep
I awake

I was in heaven
I was in hell

I was trying to
But I couldn’t tell

I was living
and dying

Chloe

Chloe
The name I remembered
The girl who touched me
On the spot of my heart

The girl I wanted to fall in love with
When her eyes blinked intimately
The girl who sang to me
The song I am melted with

We went on a journey
And she sat next to me
On the train she whispered
I love you baby

I could feel her tweaking
When I touch her thigh
I leaned on her shoulder
And she leaned next to mine

On the night she said
Come live with me
I am sorry I said
I already have Bridget

It was a long way
That I slept all the night
I didn’t aware that
She has gotten off in blight

Noelle

Never were you
But you come tonight
In a continuing fantasy
Of a happy yet sadistic heart


You came 
And you carved that smile
And from your eyes
Exposed your love
From a thousand miles

You greeted me yesterday
But I didn’t care
You wished me every night
I didn’t reply

Give me a chance baby
To cease the mistakes
And replay the romances
For whatever it takes

To tell you stories
Of the past
As apologies
For your shattered heart

Time
Do run
Do sprint
I couldn’t wait
For something
Something I couldn’t chase
Something I couldn’t waste.

today. can be just another day. or a start for a new tomorrow. all we do is a mere repetition. of mistakes and kindness. a drama or exaggeration. a conspiracy or confusion. a dreamer. or lesser. Lennon was right. we're not the only one. we left today for tomorrow. and we ask. at the far most point of today. really, who the hell are we?