I am - yet what I am, none cares or knows;
My friends forsake me like a memory lost
I am the self-consumer of my woes -
They rise and vanish in oblivious host,
Like shadows in love frenzied stifled throes
And yet I am, and live - like vaporous toast
Into the nothingness of scorn and noise,
Into the living sea of waking dreams,
Where there is neither sense of life or joys,
But the vast shipwreck of my life's esteems;
Even the dearest that I love the best
Are strange - nay, rather, stranger than the rest
I long for scenes where man hath never trod
A place where woman never smiled or wept
There to abide with my Creator God,
And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept,
Untroubling and untroubled where I lie
The grass below, above, the vaulted sky
This poem is especially dedicated toward those whoever reading this and has been feeling almost fully-melancholic in his/her life. I know you've suffered. I know, sometimes your hatred to the World and all around you is unlimited. But just let me tell you, I've already awaken from the depth of Hell knowing how I'd felt this, and it just caused me more troubled and disgusted. Don't let the sorrow distress you more, days and so after.
And, hopefully, you'll change. Not into the another person, 'cause there's just no more time to become another-self, but to reconsider things and reconstruct yourself. Being yourself is something more gracefully made of stream of wise. Not then I don't mention, that:
You'll never walk alone...
9 comments:
Dohhh...pake bahasa Linggis yak... Puyeng bacanya :P
January 21, 2010 at 5:50 PMhiks, great poem...
January 22, 2010 at 12:14 AMhey makasih udah mampir :D pusinya bagus ya, sampe sedia kamus disamping meja :P kalau ada waktu mampir lagi yaa hehehe
January 23, 2010 at 6:49 AMKomen ini lebih Shin-kun tujukan buat Sari : Rie, tuh, postingan yang cocok buatmu, tunda dulu puyengnya, baca yang bener...
January 24, 2010 at 2:55 PMThx ya Sob, hehehe, sori kalo Shin-kun 'nyampah' di sini, kalo postinganmu bahasa Indonesia, sahabat Shin-kun yang atu itu mungkin bisa sedikit menggunakan otaknya untuk berpikir, ihihihi...
kirain dikau yg nulisnya. dah takjub aja, gila raxen bs bkin puisi sebagus ini. ternyata hihihihi
January 26, 2010 at 3:03 AMnice poem, posting poem yg lainnya jg dunk
x>Sari: bukan mom, ni bahasa cangkul atuh :P
January 26, 2010 at 8:31 AMx>Lina: thx!
x>fantasia: kekeke, itung2 sbg practice lah!
x>Shin-kun: aduh, jangan galak2 gitu mas, ntar mpok Sari marah-marah, bisa berabe nih *kabur sebelum kena damprat* :P
January 26, 2010 at 8:34 AMx>KucingTengil: yeah, ad beberapa puisi dsni yg bkan karyaku sndiri, tapi pasti akusertakan nama penulis asli.
Berikut, puisi2 asli karyaku, dtunggu key! ;)
Hahaha, biasa Sob, anak itu digalakin juga gak ngarti, xixixi...
January 29, 2010 at 4:28 PMx>Shin-kun: kekeke, yang jelas bukan aku yang ngomong loh!
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