siapakah aku

siapakah aku?
ketika aku tergeletak ditengah jalan
berdebu terbujur kaku

siapakah aku?
ketika aku keluar disela-sela obrolan mulut-mulut bau
guna melepaskan caci maki tak tentu

siapakah aku?
ketika aku menjadi haram untuk orang-orang yang berwudlu
hingga aku selalu ditimpuk sepatu

siapakah aku?
ketika aku bersuara selalu mengganggu....

siapakah aku??????
mungkin karena aku ANJING!!!!!!
mungkin karena aku ANJING!!!!!!
mungkin karena aku ANJING!!!!!!
mungkin karena aku ANJING!!!!!!
mungkin karena aku ANJING!!!!!!

ini bukan puisi

ini bukan puisi
ini hanya bualan kosong
terbungkus kata-kata rapih tanpa sesuatu yang pasti menjadi arti

ini bukan puisi
ini hanya cacian kosong
amarah terpendam dalam hati yang tersakiti

ini bukan puisi
ini hanya angan kosong
dari seorang pecundang yang menanti untuk dihargai

ini bukan puisi
ini hanya sumpah kosong
bercampur sampah-sampah kertas yang mengotori kinerja otak kiri

ini bukan puisi..............

of everything less important

understanding what had happened in this situation
confusing me of everything less important
localize it!!!
in boxes

are we the same? we are the same
are we different? we are different

things we do, things we say might hurt one another

to be totally free we can not
to be loved is a must

jealousy is in our blood, with hate also in our vain

understanding what had happened in this situation
never been this close to the unspoken truth of everything less important
faking it!!!
in faces

miss whore

josephira

thousand years of solitude

butterfly

vieth

being in the dark close to fear
being left alone close to despare
being in the desert close to hunger
being in the crowd close to care
but being with you has never been this close..if i have to wait for another moment in time I WILL

norah jones

this drawing was taken from the first album of norah jones..i use drawing pen, and draw it dot per dot....

on

on this night on the top of this mountain on this particular time the only thing i've said the only thing i say the only thing i will say " i'll be right here for you"
on this hope on this dream on this moment on this piece of happiness on this piece of sadness the only thing i promise you " i'll be right here for you"
on this silence on this emptiness on this question to ask on this path of nowhere on this confusing mind the only thing that guide youis my whispering sound " i'll be right here for you"

tanpa nama

kutahu hidup ini akan berakhir dalam satu kedipan mata
kutahu matahari akan berhenti bersinar
kutahu dunia akan gelap gulita dan hancur seketika
kutahu memori ini akan dihapus dengan paksa

apakah aku?
siapa aku?
kenapa aku?
bagaimana aku?
dimana aku?

bila memang dunia lain itu ada
bila memang tuhan itu ada
bila memang keyakinan itu ada
bila memang kegalauan itu hanya godaan

kuucapkan sampai jumpa saat aku tertanam jauh di tanah
kuucapkan sampai jumpa saat aku tinggal tulang belulang
kuucapkan sampai jumpa saat aku menjadi debu dan kotoran
kuucapkan sampai jumpa saat aku hancur tanpa nama

balada

ketika pagi terus berlalu
ketika perjumpaan terselip dalam waktu
ketika keinginan terhenti malu
ketika kata-kata terhadang lidah kelu

Yang ada hanya aku dan kamu

berjalan berlawanan
terpisah dalam perkenalan
bersama dalam angan
bermimpi dalam kenangan

Tidak pernah ada aku dan kamu

momen itu sedang bermain bersama dalam kepingan...kepingan harapanku untukmu
kurasa itulah yang sedang terjadi disini

vieth

am i that obvious? too tired to run, too sad to cry, too happy to laugh, too much hurt to feel, to much time to kill...
i have always wait for the bus to take me away but the bus never come
only leaves and branches comes down from above to accompany me in my loneliness
all the stories i bare, with each time i care, no one will i tell to share. NO ONE! though you are the only one who stare...
guess i'm gonna wait for the bus to come, for the flower to bloom, for the singer to sing..
to sing the song of solitary mind within me

note : after having a conversation with her

SOCIETY

this lips have said thousand lies
this ear have heard thousand deception
thus eyes have seen thousand despare in cries
this hands have vote thousand election.

What Happened?

to be civilize is to be organize
to be organize is to be recognize

Why?

no need any reason to comprehen
no need any excuse to care
no need any thought to share
no need any freedom to share

Society!!! ITS A CRUEL PLACE TO BE

thay

in every way that i look at you
in every angle that i saw you
in every word that i speak to you
in every kindness that i feel from you..and everything above it all
you are still the very best within the soul of an angel

So far to reach but it is so near to hold
Your happiness..take it!its your!!

note : this word were made in two parts this is the second part of the "thay" i forgot the first one

sebatas

sebatas kenangan yang pernah terlintas
sebatas mimpi yang pernah terhempas
sebatas waktu yang berlalu
sebatas cinta yang terlalu
tapi tak sebatas harapanku
untukmu....

unjust

just like the love i give
just like the air i breathe
just like the word i hear
just like the memories for you i near
just become unjust.....
just like the love you decline
just like the lies in your mind
just like the promise you swept away
just like the dream for you far away
just become unjust.....

the black traveller part 2

sleeping at my friends house, my eyes shut but no dreams attach
thinking about death with my empty stomach makes it so real and near
Yes it is near but this lies makes it otherwise..
i'm not gonna die tonight i have to redeem my selves, my sins...too much to revealed...see you around death

the black traveller part 1

its tiring to live
its tiring to fulfill our need
its tiring to wink your eyes every second...
its tiring to look upon every sad faces on the road its tiring to feel...
its tiring to run
its tiring to embrase
its tiring to see ( the man i want to kill stil breathing)...think i'm gonna stop here for a while...july 4th 2008

my whore

the girl i loved was cover with only one piece of cloth

i can see through as if she was naked...so white your face so red (the center of your breasts)

oh sweat my love sweat as you like

this lovely night does not belong to an angel nor the devil...it is ours

even god him selves would be jealous as he witness us

this eyes can revealed the most hidden places of your body..be mine you are mine be yours i am yours

just for tonight i know, just for this hour and second...for once..this moment swept away you'll be with another arms.

to you my love i always loved

money

money walks money talks

money run money fun

money flies to the skies money drop along your tear drop

money making money killing

money stays longer money state for hunger

money in need money indeed

money before many money after honey

money in a war money in a hole

money is mine money is yours

money glory money cause poverty

money you cant live without......................money

my selves ambigu

i am sad yet my tear wont come out
i am happy yet i laugh in silent
i walk yes i do walk yet i always see the same place again
i dream yet my eyes are open
i feel...oh god i do feel yet i am numb
i am free i always have yet this rules kept me in tight
awarenes of my whereabout start to change along with my eternal insanity...
am i insane or am i the only sane man
this tought have always been as shallow as they are before
no need to comprehen in order to release your understanding...its pointless my selves ambigu is for my own to hold