Tentang Rerautan Wajahmu

Pada rerautan wajahmu itu
Terukir seribu penderitaan
Seumur dirundung pencelaan
Suatu penyeksaan yang jitu

Setiap garis terpahat kemas
Mencatat setiap penghinaan
“Apakah aku yang kekurangan?” -
ratib sang jiwa yang lemas

Sedu sedan kau redamkan
Berbuku dalam cembul sunyi
Tersekam nyalaan mahangeri
“Aku bukan milikmu lagi.”

On Listening (or, In This Cosmic Bed)

Everyone just wants someone, anyone
to Listen
to pay Attention
like coins from a fraying purse
a Hunger and a boundless Thirst
to be Seen
to be Heard
like a Human worthy and complete
standing on their own two feet

Everyone just wants that singular one
to Kiss
to be Kissed
like water I pour my Self
like wine I drink your Self
to Care
to be Cared for
like a Human loved and beloved
lying together amidst this cosmic Bed.

Familiar Ties

And so we go on like this, pretending
As if nothing has and will ever change
Not one of us fully comprehending
Why these ties that you bind are now fraying, estranged

You think that if we all just walk blindly
Close our eyes and ears to Justice and Truth
Somehow we can look back at this fondly
That Love alone can somehow meekly soothe

I reject your compulsive Forgiveness
I object to your purblind Compassion
I want Love that is grounded on Fairness
Not one based on evasive omissions

Avert your eyes, if you will, to all this
And pretend like we will somehow forget
But there is no going back to your imagined bliss
Only hearts overfed with putrid regret.

On Valentine’s Day (My Love, in the Spirit of John Donne)

Roses are red, violets are blue:
'til God strikes me dead, even thence, I'll love you.

For my Love is no casual fling,
it throbs and thrives, a-flowering,
a prayer in the dark of night,
a gust of air 'neath birds in flight.

My Love doth sing in hushed tones,
in tender words it soothes my bones,
it calls to you, in sweetest praise,
it rises with your morning gaze.

My Love flees not the growling seas,
it stays, it braves, my Love and me.
Undaunted by Life's rough travails,
My Love, amidst it all, prevails.

So when they praise the reddest Rose,
and when they mark the Violet blue -
The angels themselves will propose
That Our Love be forever True.

Happy Valentine’s Day to my one True Love <3

Poem II – Putera Puteri

T’was once a shining, splendoured thing 
Such hopes that Life itself daren’t cage 
Eyes that once gleamed with love ablaze 
Now dulled by slow, relentless age. 
 
And for its passing do I pray 
That you do find amidst your Rome 
a Life that shines, with splendour still  
And may Peace find its harboured home.  

Puisi I – Mata Hati

Cerah mata memandang kamu 
Cerah hati menumpas ragu
Dua jiwa berkongsi hidup
Takhta kasih berhias sanggup

Redup mata menatap kamu
Redup hati nyaman beradu
Naung jiwa di taman syahdu
Sanggul nyawa dirangkul baldu

Sungguh berkat hidup berdua!
Penuh rahmat hidup bersama!

Kasih mata memandang kamu
Kasih hati nyaman bertemu
Tiada berpisah walau terpisah
Di taman abadi bertemu wajah.