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Tuhan Ada

Tuhan ada,

Dalam segelas cangkir kopi panas pagi hari

Di tetes peluh pekerja

Pada desau angin di tengah siang

Pada gaung suara kucing di tengah lorong

Di lantun doa dan makianmu

Tuhan Ada,

Menari cantik di kilau senyum

Mengental dalam gores pena

Merapat dalam diam di sudut gelap

Merangkul hangat di dua per tiga harimu

Tuhan ada,

Di sini, sekarang

Melihat

Menunggu

Tentu, menjaga

Serta tak henti menyayangi-

Semua umat. Percaya padaNya atau tidak

Depok, 7 Mei 2012

11.15, setengah mengantuk dengan lantunan Payung Teduh.

Syukurku tak berbatas. Maaf jika ku sering kelewat batas.

05.07.12 0
Zoom This is one of my super favorite picture. Between art and love, comes beautifulness. Oh happy Thursday good people! :)

This is one of my super favorite picture. Between art and love, comes beautifulness. Oh happy Thursday good people! :)

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Zoom Romance to Munir, Tisna Sanjaya.
-OHD Museum, Magelang 4 April 2012.

Romance to Munir, Tisna Sanjaya.

-OHD Museum, Magelang 4 April 2012.

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Zoom Lukisan karya Hendra Gunawan, dilukis di atas kaca.
-Magelang, 4 April 2012

Lukisan karya Hendra Gunawan, dilukis di atas kaca.

-Magelang, 4 April 2012

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That time when your idealism struck by the needs of majority, you went back and found a deadlock, your move to left and right but there’s no way out, you go straight ahead and hit the wall.

Me, in the middle of a major citizen’s problem of job. (via anindiatisastri)

-Problem that makes you struggle. what’s struggle anyway? fuck off. Living life, never let anything stop living up your passion! xoxo

04.11.12 1
The Power of Foot

My foot is my last defense.

Well, that was the last thing i thought i can count on to. I’ve been slap, hit, punch and whatsoever things that brought me down. And ever since, i let the word ‘depending’ to have its early retirement day. So now, I’ll go by my self. Travel, battle and struggle with this strong thing, my foot. Sure I thank to God for giving me this such unbeatable body part. I can go through miles with them, go discover things and keep me moving when i thought it was a finish line.

One thing i never forget, they never leave me. Though in my lowest and top term of my life. Learned by it, i would love my foot as much as i love my life. Its my life defense, something that can bring me to anywhere my brain says to, something that wont leave me behind, not even when i don’t have a will to care about it.

Its my last savior in this silly hard selfish world.

04.08.12 0
Traveling the Traveler

Not anyone can be a traveler, though (s)he travel to many places. Being a traveler is not only a matter of destination, new and far place to come, but also how you appreciate your journey. You can just take the plane and sleep all along the way and go straight to the place that you need/want to go. Its beyond than just destination, beyond the journey.

Being a traveler means knowing why you travel, through the distance, through the culture. It could be your curiosity, your mystery question, your hunger of knowledge and else. Whatever it is, make it count, make it worth.

Happy traveling, go living life to the fullest!

04.03.12 0
Zoom Bagai pohon tanpa daun. Berdahan-dahan merambat, tak ada arti tanpa daun, sang peneduh. Pelengkap. Lembaran tiga massa warna. Pengisi kehidupan yang pasti mati, tapi akan tumbuh lagi. Jangan pernah mati, sang mimpi.

Bagai pohon tanpa daun. Berdahan-dahan merambat, tak ada arti tanpa daun, sang peneduh. Pelengkap. Lembaran tiga massa warna. Pengisi kehidupan yang pasti mati, tapi akan tumbuh lagi. Jangan pernah mati, sang mimpi.

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Mimpiku Tak Bisa Cuma Satu

Sesekali ku menoleh, melihat kiri kanan. Di mana aku, apa yang sedang kulakukan. Kucari lagi kotak mimpi, kudengar kembali bisik hati. Apa mauku, kemana gerak jiwaku. Sekali aku mencoba, menjejakkan kaki pada tanah yang kuanggap tempatku. Tergelitik telapakku, menggelliat inginku. Itu inginku, jalani dengan cinta, ucapku. Mimpi selalu menggelayut di balik mata, meraja saat malam tiba. Gelap hari dihabiskan dengan menggambar angan di langit-langit kamarku. Mimpiku warna-warni, selalu berhasil merayap menutupi atap putih langit-langit.

Mimpiku sederhana, hanya ingin menghidupkan denyut rasa di hati. Menyampaikan keindahan jiwa, dunia, alam raya. Meluapkan, menyampaikan dengan merasuk. Kini kumenjejak pada batu yang kuanggap tempatku. Berdetak riang jantungku tiap kali terlarut dalam hari-hari penuh daftar isi. Sesekali yang lalu menyapa, seakan melambai, lalu menarik. Mengajakku kembali bergelut dengan jiwa-jiwa murni itu. Aku bergetar, tak bisa menentukan mana yang kusuka. Aku cinta keduanya. Jiwa muda dan rasa bebas. Aku ingin keduanya.

Nafas tersengal pun segera berhenti. Tak bisa kuhidup di dua dunia. Pilih salah satu, lupakan yang lalu. Tapi tak bisa begitu!

-Lalu aku galau, meracau kacau.*pulang koprol*

03.28.12 0
Zoom Jika mencari sempurna, kurasa tak ada habisnya. Dengannya aku mulai berhenti menerka dan mulai mencerna. Bahwa rasa itu benar adanya.

Jika mencari sempurna, kurasa tak ada habisnya. Dengannya aku mulai berhenti menerka dan mulai mencerna. Bahwa rasa itu benar adanya.

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