home:

is a place for gathering with friends,
is a moment to share pain and tears,
is a player to rewind the fog of memories,
is someone who welcome you.

i am remembering you,
you're the home,
the place to welcome me,
the moment to lay my head low,
the player to remind me the reason of life.

you.
please sign me if you back already there,
lead my back home.

i am afraid i will get lost,
you're not there anymore.

you come at weekend

hi,
minna wa genki desuka?
you come again this weekend.

no life at your lip,
no fire at your eye,
I see nobody in your face.

hi,
ima wa doko ni ikimasuka?
again, you come this weekend.

no hope in your hand,
no love in your kiss.
I feel nobody comes.

please,
dont come again this weekend,
it hurts me much.
onegaishimasu.....

praising the dawn

capturing the dawn,
framing the after-death life,
contrasting the earth-life.

but i miss the moment to praise HE.

insomnia

within these two days,
i only slept for five hours.

it comes again,
brings all memories of life,
put me in narrow edge.

eyes of her

she always praised my eyes,
she said I got beautiful eyes for man.
She's the only one who ever said that.

A beautiful eye is good for taking care of you,
A good eyes is beautiful to stare you when you're sleeping.

I still have the eyes,
but there is no you in my eyes.
You leave me with no eyes,
I'm walking in winding and mending paths.

practicing english

why does she always come?
why does she come when I am alone and lost?
does she make me lost ?
does she save me?
does she lead me back?

why do I like this feeling?
why do I insist her back?
do I miss her?
do I still love her?
do I want her back?

yes, she does.
yes, I do.

Puasa

This is the holy month for Moslem, Ramadhan.
During a month, we must perform some actvities to praise Allah.

As for me,
it's quite different.
Especially the moment and something in your heart that people usually call as "faith".
Usually I really miss this moment,
time to gather with families and friends in my hometown,
went to mosque and make people woke up at early morning.
And did some prayings in home.

But now?
only fasting I do.
No prayings, no mosque praying or help people at early morning.
I also only spent two days with my family and friends in hometown.

What's wrong with me?
I felt that I am not a good moslem.

It's not only my faith,
my life also had changed.
I got no vission and orientation for future now.
I just tried to spend my life time with my own way,
while I walked the grey paths of life.

I am not a saint,
merely just a sinner.

Sorry Allah, family and friends,
I am in open sea now,
no direction.

Lead my way back home.
I miss you all.
Especially her.


Makassar, Oct. 02nd, 06

the beginning

Dear all,
This is my first posting in my blog.
I will welcome any comments and shares everything you have.
Sorry, it is not a broken hearted emporium though,
it's just my own vission of near future,
someday I will walk through the sun line
to find someone to grow old.

I am waiting...