The Sky Traveler

I dont want to be a lonely tree

2008-12-23T00:49:00.002+08:00

(Q) when you start to love someone who cares you the most,
will you do anything to make her happy?
(A) I do.

(Q) when you have settled your life to be with her,
what will you do then?
(A) I will leave anything of my belonging memories to start brand new days with her.

(Q) but, when you have thought that she is the one and destiny person for you,
then she asks you to leave her alone for the rest of days,
what will you do?
(A) I will try my best to win her heart again.
It is very difficult to loose her from my life.
She is the eye for me to see,
and she is the heart for me to feel the love.

I just love her so much, more than everything that I have in this entire world.
It sounds something silly, but this is the real me.

So, what do you think then?

(Q) ...

road in kyoto

2007-12-08T13:20:00.000+08:00

Roads in Kyoto, you don’t know where they will take you.
Their names are written by characters which are more complicated than
all complications that had been tired your life.
You are afraid to make steps there, afraid to be swallowed by these roads
which remind you on big snake in a movie.

But the roads on the body of that woman, never
make you feel afraid to be lost. Because you are full of
faithfulness and trustiness that one space within her breast
you will find a shrine that more quiet than millions
shrines in Kyoto. It enables you to explore it as if
you are resident who knows well all of hollows
meanders of these roads, while singing lovely songs.

::M. Aan Mansyur, Dec. 1st, 2007::

ichou and momiji

2007-12-08T12:14:00.000+08:00

In Tokyo, at Ueno Park, a place of woman waiting,
promised to wait you, then she apostatized that you didn’t know
the reason, you raise your head under a tree of Ichou.
You amazed why the leaves of this tree are changing colors
from green become yellow in autumn.

But the answer you find in the caress of another woman,
a woman who says that you don’t have to feel worries
if you see the yellowing leaves, because following
other season will return the green with greener color.

In Kyoto, a crowded and orderly city, a place of people
who feel reluctant to hit the horn just to contribute little
within this crowd and noise, you raise your head under a tree of Momiji.
You amazed why the leaves of this tree are changing colors
from green become red in autumn.

But the answer also you find in the caress of that woman,
a woman who feels glad when she heard that you forgot to bring
warm clothes. Because you know very well that
her arms and chest are made from the warmest swan’s-down.

::M. Aan Mansyur, Dec. 1st, 2007::

dont worry, be found!

2007-10-08T02:19:00.000+08:00

Technology will find us easily nowadays,
wherever we are!

It just like personal guard!

in the name of

2007-08-14T01:04:00.001+08:00

walked the stream of silent water,
reached and felt the warmth of nature.

just walk,
and sometimes look back to the future.

in the name of purity,
i will search the little crystal in the flowing river.
and in the name of hope,
the luminance will guide me to.

and in the name of you,
to a girl with deep eye and warm lip,
you are the everything in life.

/only silent and quiet\

2007-05-18T04:07:00.000+08:00

/only silent and quiet\

to the quiet, sadness talks,
only silent, make you close to me.

lot of heart stories will tell,
about silent and quiet.
since you are not here, the door is still open.

may the curiosity wind and whisper of the waves,
bring you home.
accompanying life and calming the neat.

just sit next to me and listen to the winds,
with the loveliest melody ever.
they are for you,
the reason of life is because you are next to me.

walking the skies

2007-04-24T03:32:00.000+08:00

everything reminds me of you.
i will chase you till the end of horizon,
dont worry though,
i will keep the door open
maybe someday you can come and stay.

dear mama

2007-03-12T04:09:00.000+08:00

mum,
i miss you.

if i get back someday,
please lay my head on your hip
let your hand through my hair
sing me the lullaby again.

i am tired, mum.

new_hope

2007-02-19T05:00:00.000+08:00

gong chi fat coi
wishing all great lucks on our sides.
is there any hope left?

old fellow

2007-02-11T16:00:00.000+08:00

I dont know exactly why I am interested with capturing pictures of old people.
Maybe I just wondering my old.
With whom and how I will pass it.
As for me, only families, friends, old memories, books and movies will accompany me that time.
Or maybe become gardener for my own future home.

How can I prepare for those time?
Who will with I grow old?
Is there friend and family left?

death

2006-12-06T12:10:00.000+08:00

dear god:

if tomorrow is my best day,

give me more chance to chase.

if tomorrow is hopeless,

just take my life.

home:

2006-10-20T01:29:00.000+08:00

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

2006-10-14T08:49:00.000+08:00

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

2006-10-12T09:36:00.000+08:00

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

but i miss the moment to praise HE.

insomnia

2006-10-10T01:10:00.000+08:00

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

2006-10-09T03:17:00.000+08:00

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

2006-10-04T02:56:00.000+08:00

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

2006-10-02T22:43:00.000+08:00

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

2006-10-02T22:19:00.000+08:00

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...