Ujung jalan itu belum terang untuk langkahmu
Masih disapu kabut pagi hari
Juga awan gelap di siangnya
Tak usah menghalaunya terburu-buru

Kau sebarkan benih kepalsuan itu
Sekarang menuai kepahitan
Sepotong maaf pun belum keluar
Tak usah harap esok pagi kabut hilang

Olin, cibubur 27 April 2007, don’t play innocent, act like a gentleman!

something stand
between our love serenity
in every blink of eyes
felt your motion stiffened
into the air
as your mind away
away with your soul
to another dimension
of your own beware world
and our body seats politely
for the shake of whatever
or has our soul redeemed
it flame in cold winter
that might burst
into a fake summer
where each other
has greater meaning
than a need to be
or a place to stay
together as we wish

aug 4st, 2000, vaque summer end, Kupang

seukir sudut hati
tiada rajut seuntai maaf
akan hari-hari gelap terlewat
habis derai airmata
dan seonggok jiwa menjerit

sapa manis dari senyummu
sinar energi gerakmu
seakan habis secepat detik waktu
punah sisakan masa yang lalu

tiada harap asamu lagi
dunia kosong beruntun
hampa kejam melintir
matilah sudah denyut hidup

seiring suara bocah perempuanmu
bermain di bawah tenda dingin
beralas tanah keras
kau duduk telan hari
getir pahit di ujung tenggorokan

main apa, nak…

Bali, 11 Oktober 1999, ibu mengungsi

tak usah sembunyi dibalik sajadah itu
doa bukanlah tameng
jujurlah di bawah LangitNya yang luas
sambil merendahkan diri sedalam lautan

hang lekir, 26 April 2007

: not so imagination

I walk that morning
passing the soak leaves
sunflowers blossom for a new day
the wind softly breeze

the garden so quiet
shadow of trees falling gracefully
water sparkling from the lake
I sat in the side watching the serenity

As the boat passes
remembering all the beauty of life
I close my eyes
enjoy the day with thankfull heart

olin, morning journey, cibubur 25 April 2007

: a note after 8 years journey

love, after 96 fullmoon,
the long ride on the boat
loving through the storm and nights
darks and sunshine…

we have reached the other port
where there are laughters
tiny hands clinging to your backs
wishing hopeless to our affection

our house will be shining in golden
the room spray with flowery odor
no worries but babies to fed
and nights reading a storybook for them

though somehow we disagree
my heart awaits for full glare of spring
strengthening my old heart
keeping me energy to live

cibubur, 24 April 2007, for the babies at home

serpihan-serpihan waktu berdetik
lewati masa hitam dan putih
terbawa gelar angin timur
terhempas di pantai-pantai dingin

birunya laut arungi hari demi hari
ditemani sepi dan pekik camar
alunan harpa angin terbentur ombak
dan siraman rinai hujan februari

suara petir hiasi suasana
diantara mendung menolak senyum
abu-abu menuju senja
melaju berirama dengan ombak putih

dan kapal-kapal nelayan di birunya laut
melakoni waktu serpihan demi serpihan
di buritan kokoh kaki langit
tujuan sebiru langit sebiru laut

Bali, feb 25th 2000, dibirunya laut

I see us together
and the sea upon us
drifted into darker blue
and we swim into the shore

the boat behind us
has drowned into the horizon
all splattered woods
swaying beneath the blue surface

I see an island of dream
whereas the bird lullaby
and beautiful dark green forest
turn to deep valley
and lake so hidden
as in a wonderous land

I see stars at night
glance at us while the night passed-by
like merchant in their bold boat
take us to place where there’s only you and me
and our breath undertake

Bali, nov 16th 99, imagination 1

(puisi lama lagi)

easy as
beautify moon
twinklin stars
and boat passes by
the shores of Nusa Dua
all the way to the end
of uluwatu cliff

for the dazzling
island of gods
amaze many souls
blinded our reality
into spiritualism
trapped with sacred culture
cover all part of our insanity

mistify
tremendously tranqualize
drift and drift
one soul to a new horizon
as yet
to a new awaken

Bali, oct 6th 99 bali from my side

(puisi lama)

Lost in the alley of dream
shattered and scattered
vaquely turn your eyes
and drift days in turbulences
Glimpse of your laughs
runnin around my head
through all the alley of dreams
just fill with you and your smile
And only dreams again
keeps me awake
from all the drifting
the vaquely … shattered
and lost alleys

Jakarta, may 7th 1998, lost in the alley of myself