What if I told you
There is a different way to live:
No LinkedIn posts
No late night emails
No podcast hustles
No online surveils
Just wake up in the morning and
Smell the roses, watch the sky
Walk the beach, and feel the sand
Sift beneath your feet and sigh
In gratitude for this one life
Go on: you now hold the knife.
#640 Tentang Jalan Erang
Ini lumrah hidup di dunia
Jalan erang penuh berbengkang
Harus yakin pada Yang Esa
Pasti cerah arah gemilang.
#635 Tentang Kesunyian Tiada Berpantun
Engkap engkip kehidupan yang
Enggan surut padam; terpijak
Jiwa hampa, terhempas malang
Mana janji hidup terlenang
Mana syurga jiwa berembun
Tiada nampak walaupun bayang
Hanya ada: hati terbalun
Sunyi sepi tiada berpantun.
#627 On Yōkais Streaming Through Kōenji
Yōkai procession
Streaming through Kōenji streets:
Delightful monsters.
#624 On Being Your Jiminy Cricket
Am I your Jiminy Cricket
The voice of your frail, dimmed conscience?
The one you turn to
When you need the strength
To be the person
You’ve always known you ought to be?
Or am I just another member of
Your sprawling audience?
An unwitting witness to your witless schemes
The unremitting pursuit of
Your faded dreams?
#623 On Walking Away From The Maimed
Just watch me walking away
Riding off into my own private sunset
Alone, but unhurt
I sought my own refuge
From your games
And here I am
Intact and ungrateful
- or so you would say
I refuse to be one of the maimed
And those who have remained
They will bear their own scars, in time
Goodbye.
I have no more tears left to cry.
#619 Tentang Ufti Terhebat
Itoya saksi:
Kau tanamkan azimat
Ufti terhebat.
#615 On My Wild and Truant Mind
My wild and truant mind repels discipline
And ranges far and wide in unsought streams
With boldness and curious disposition
To bask with joy in fresh and novel dreams
I revel in intrepid transgressions
And march through life with serene procession.
#612 Tentang Jiwa Yang Terpelanting
Dalam keheningan ini
Aku hanya ingin
Meraung selaungnya.
Biar laut, biar langit,
Biar seluruh langit keliling
Menjadi saksi
Suatu jiwa yang terpelanting.
#611 On That Box of Chocolates
Life is like a box of
Chocolates.
Most times, you get something
Nice and sweet.
Occasionally, what you get is
Just about okay.
And every now and then,
Every piece in the box
That you thought would be nice
Turns out to be
Curdled poop.