Perfume

Bau. Aroma. Sesuatu yg kadang mendapat prioritas rendah dari kelima indera kita. Entah karena terbiasa atau memang kurang peka. Tahukah kita kalau semua benda mempunyai aromanya sendiri2? setiap manusia....semua makhluk dan segala sesuatu....hidup ataupun mati.....? aroma ini seakan dapat menggambarkan 'jiwa' dari suatu benda.

Jean-Baptiste Grenouille. Hidung dalam wujud manusia. Terlahir tanpa bau tubuh. Dan mungkin karenanya ingin meraup seluruh aroma alam semesta. Hidup hanya dengan mengandalkan hidung semata, bahagia dalam membenci dan dibenci. Kalau terlahir di masa depan mungkin akan masuk dalam jajaran X-men. Psikopat jenius.

Yg ngarang bener2 jenius. Ceritanya jenius. Setelah membaca buku ini, jadi ga tau mau komentar gmn. Banyak komentar, sekaligus ga ada. Ingin memuji, dan sekaligus mengutuki. Sekali baca, serasa dicengkeram utk melanjutkan sampai ke titik terakhir, sekaligus takut utk membuka halaman berikutnya....dan berikutnya lagi. Sungguh novel teraneh yg pernah g baca sampe skg. Bener2 ga tau musti ngomong apa. Bener2 ga tau apa harus merekomendasi org utk baca jg....atau justru melarang? Apa ini akan membuat org malah penasaran? Novel yg brillian, jelas. Tapi aneh. Bukan aneh krn asing, bukan aneh krn bagus, bukan juga aneh krn jelek. Hanya aneh saja. Titik. Tapi tidak titik.

the frog who fell in love with the moon

- by Sunny Lie -

a frog fell in love with the moon
he didn't want it to come this soon
but the moon was too beautiful for him to resist
that he finally let love exist

now he has regret for doing such a thing
because his unreturned love for the moon only bring
sorrow and coldness to his fragile little heart
for they are so far away apart

the only way he can ease his sadness
is by admiring his beloved moon through the pond
just a glance of it brings him gladness
so he just looks at it until the break of dawn

a frog fell in love with the moon
he didn't want it to come this soon
he must realise that when it comes to love...
no one has the power to control the gift from up above

Twinkle Twinkle Little Star

- by Sunny Lie -

Twinkle twinkle little star
how I wonder what you are
but what makes me so surprised
is how in the world did you get into his eyes?

someone must have taken
the twinkling little light of heaven
and put it into his eyes
the beautiful pair that always makes me mesmerised....

dear...dear twinkling little star
I do adore how you are
being such a little part
you can shine and spark right into my heart

twinkle twinkle little star
how I wonder what you are
but I don't wonder where you are
you're in his eyes, the right place so far

:)

boleh ga sih.....?

boleh ga sih kupinjam bayangmu
sebentaaaaar saja......
....tuk temani tidurku?

boleh ga sih kuambil sejumput
bintang di matamu
tuk hiasi langit malamku yang bisu?

boleh ga sih kuminta kecupmu di keningku?
lalu juga...senyummu di mimpiku?
.........hangatmu di pelukku?
.........belaimu di cumbuku?


boleh ga?
.........sebab yang kupunya sekarang darimu
hanya sebuah serpihan rasa
........sebab yang kau tinggalkan untukku
hanya sebuah kepingan asa


..........boleh ga?





P.S : sebab aku rindu kamu...........yang diam2 mencuri sepotong kecil hatiku

kata-kata itu sampah

kata-kata itu sampah!
Ga percaya? coba deh simpan semua kata-katamu.....jangan keluarkan dalam bentuk apapun. Lihat berapa lama kau bisa bertahan.

Kata-kata itu sampah!
Kusimpan hanya bbrp hari.....tanpa melalui proses sekresi.....dan skg aku benar2 tanpa ekspresi.
semuanya membusuk di dalam.
menggerogoti, menggerayangi dan merayap-rayapi.
dari ujung jari2 kaki sampai kepala.
membentuk pusaran suara2 yang terus menerus menghisap kesadaranku.
suara2 yg tak dapat kuredam. tak mau diam.
bahkan seakan mengejar.

sepi.....aku rindu sepi.......
sepi jadi tak pernah begitu berarti. seperti saat ini.

diam....aku mau diam
tepatnya aku hanya bisa diam.


dan pusaran suara2 itu semakin mendekat. menggapai. menarik-narik.
berputar. melambai. menari-nari.
dan aku sungguh tak sanggup berlari. bahkan untuk sekedar sedikit menjauhi.

dan kata-kata itu terus berputar. walau tanpa suara. walau tanpa aksara. walau tanpa makna.
biar jadi tahi semua!!!!

it's a beautiful day!

wah........hari ini gua senang sekali.....:D:D:D.......dari bangun pagi hati terasa ringan dan riang.......benar2 sesuatu yg langka belakangan ini......dan gua ga tau apa sebabnya......so....I'm guessing it's divine intervention :D ......anyway....gua mau crita....hari ini bener2 bego day deh....rupanya kalo terlalu senang itu....emang otak susah berpikir...hihhii....tadi siang contohnya....pas lunch....gua udah turun sampe ruang makan.....begitu buka pintu.....gua merasa ada sesuatu yg aneh.....dan mendadak gua sadar......kotak makan gua ketinggalan di atas dong!!!....damn musti balik lagi....(fyi kantor gua di lt.3.....naek tangga)...ehhehe...udah gitu....pas dibuka...hix hix....ga doyan lauknya...jadi deh gua pesen soto ama ibu......udah gitu pake ada acara bangku nyangkut diantara kaki lagi....pas gua bangun duduk.....hix hix....ga sampe jatuh or anything sih....tapi malunya itu lhoooo......hehehehe......
oh ya....trus hari ini....akhirnya gua bisa ikutan latihan bersama di menara imperium....hohohoho udah lamaaaa banget rasanya ga latihan bareng....hmmmm.....tapi itu aja telat tadi....abis macet banget sih......udah gitu..kelaperan hihihi jadi mam dulu deh....gile...mam di pinggir kali situ.....baunya sedap banget euy.....ancur deh......tapi untung nasgornya enak sih....jadi gua cuek aja...hehehe....pake acara bilang: wah...banyak banget yah nasinya......ga abis nih....(tapi taunya abis dong....huhuhuw....emang deh kayaknya gua tuh kadang suka under estimate kemampuan perut gua sendiri).....jadi...akhirnya dg kondisi kebauan......perut kekenyangan....kebelet pipis....akhirnya gua naek ke atas.....hehehehe ....n pas gua masuk......wah...mereka udah dbh setengah jalan.....hix hix.......trus....abis latihan hati nurani......ada acara selingan....istirahat dulu gituh....nah..pas itu...ada yg mengusulkan utk pada sharing. Udah kelar 1 org sharing...org itu boleh nunjuk org lain utk sharing. dan begitu seterusnya. Waktu sampe pada giliran dwi....perut gua mulai mules2.....tubuh gua mulai menampakan gejala.....something bad will come up..! eh, bener aja....stl dia selesai sharing....dia nunjuk gua!!!....see, I knew it!....weleh....gua kagak tau dong musti sharing apaan.....mana ada yg bilang: yg ditunjuk gak boleh nolak!! hix......:(
trus....tadi yg sebelum2 gua tuh....pada sharingnya bagus2 gitu....ada yg ngomong soal lepas...santai....dg mengandalkan berkat Tuhan....selalu libatkan Tuhan dari awal kegiatan....lebih andalkan kasih Tuhan.......bersyukur dari hati dan sebagainya.....dan.....sharing gua apa saudara2???!!!.....gua bilang: well, saya ga tau mau ngomong apa, tapi katanya ga boleh nolak, dan harus ngomong sesuai isi hati.....jadi saya mau bilang.....pagi ini saya bangun dengan perasaan ringan.....dan itu membuat saya hepi seharian!!!....Saya ga tau kenapa...jadi saya syukuri saja...hehehehe....
AIYA!!!! I know what ur thinking.......SO LAME, right???......but I really dunno what to say.....
lagian....of all the people there today.....why did he pick ME!!!......ugh!...but now that I have the time to think it over......what I really wanna share is this:
Since my mom died last july, I had been in a constant worry. Something like living in a limbo. The world seems......different somehow. And I don't like it. Even sometimes I feel detached. Like denying....it's not me....it's not my world......this isn't happening to me. I sometimes wondered....would I ever feel complete again. Because my mom took away a piece of me with her. I wondered would things ever feel the same again. Would I ever feel alright again. I had this burden in my heart. And it got heavier by the day. I was not living my life. I was simply surviving. I lost the will to everything.......till this morning!!!.....When I woke up this morning, I felt as if this heavy cloud that's been hanging about for a while has been lifted!!.....The world is now beautiful again....colorful again!!.....And that moment I knew.....I'm gonna be alright....I can be happy again...I can feel complete again......I have got my spirit back.....:D :D:D:D......and it's all because the love of GOD !!!! (what else could it be, right???)
And I was also thinking.....that time....when I had the chance to share it with others.....what was I thinking?....I was....a bit annoyed because dwi picked me....and I wanted me...to be able to tell the other something good......so I can get the credit........and that's why when I failed to do it...I was so upset with myself.....I felt stupid. Now that I've thought of it......I can see that was my ego talking (and..umm...well....I'm never a good public speaker too, hee hee). Anyway, I should've shared what I really wanted to share.....not because I wanted to sound good or anything .....but because I want to touch their hearts.......even if that's such a simple story.......if I put myheart to it, I hope it can make them realise.....appreciate....be more grateful.....of what they might've always taken for granted. And in return......make them love God more......:):):).......amen.
well...it's late now......so...just call it a day....and I'm off to bed. ;)
Nitey nite (K)(L)

the guy with a spotless moon

“Beautiful moon,” he said. She looked at the crescent moon, and said,” Yeah, but I wish it's a full moon.” “What do you mean? I can see the whole moon, and it's spotless,” he then replied. She then tried to take a good look at the moon, wondered how he could see the rest of it while she couldn’t. “What are you doing?” He asked, smiling, “ I was talking about this moon in front of me.” She blushed. And He smiled. Happy to know that he somewhat has succeeded to disturb her instill heart.

There they sat. In the sofa. In the dim moonlit living room in her apartment. With the whole city in the background as the quiet audience. And the crescent moon dangling low in the dark velvet night sky glittered with stars. Looking into each other’s eyes. Trying to find traces of themselves in each other. Traces that they might have left before they come to live on this earth. Traces that they might have left for each other to find, and recognize, and realize that they belong together. A forgotten sign. You never remember you have, or when you had lost it, until you find it. A girl’s in a guy. A guy’s in a spotless moon.

With the stars watching, blinking one eye, smiling, he starts his journey on finding the traces in her. A hunt for hidden treasure. A sign. Of a long-lost lover. He searches with his eyes. His lips. His skin. His senses. He searches on her eyes. Her lips. Her long dark silky hairs. In the pulses of her stretched neck. Like a blinking indicator that he can push to open a door. He runs his fingers on her pale skin. A bit cold, and shaky, like an inexperienced bomb tamer. Eyes to eyes. Then closed together. Lips to lips. Skin to skin. Two silver threads in a paradise island, coiled and intertwined together in a cool night sea breeze. And the moon dangling low in the sky.

She has always loved him. And hated him at the same time. She loves the way he makes her feel so helpless in his arms. She loves him for making her see the colors in life. She loves the feelings only he can make her feel. But she hates him for making her afraid of what she’d be thinking when she’s with him. Of how she would be feeling when he’s with her. Of how she loses control of herself by looking at his eyes. By kissing him. Touching him.

He is not a complete stranger to her. Nor someone she’s known her lifetime. They have just met when he made a lame excuse just to get her telephone number. Then he started calling. ‘What a waste of time’ she usually thought whenever he called her. Then he stopped calling. And she missed him. She didn’t understand why.

When they met again coincidentally, she felt so lucky she had her sunglasses on. She knows he can reach her through her eyes. Deep within and tickles the bottom of her heart. Though the butterflies in her stomach still flipping about, carrying the wind that brought back the gust of the past. She missed him. She hated him. She was afraid. But delighted.
Then a meeting became a date. Followed by another one. And another one. And before she knows it, there they are. In a sofa. In a dim moonlit living room of her apartment. With the moon, and the stars. A guy, and a spotless moon.

The moon is reaching the horizon any time now when the two lovers are back from their quick visit to the mahadevas’ palace. “Can I kiss him just once more?” she’s looking deep into his eyes. And he’s kissing her, caressing her. Down on her long pale stretched neck. So they’ve found their traces on each other. On every bits and pieces of their existence. And she loves him. And he loves her. Just as much. Not even a little less. She stays his spotless moon forever…..

warna

Musim dingin di bagian barat daya Australia ini memang tidak bisa dibilang gampang. Hujan angin dan badai, panas dan dingin seakan berlomba untuk menguasai laga. Sebentar yang satu menang, lalu dikalahkan lagi oleh yg lain. Membuat manusia-manusianya jadi sakit pilek, batuk, demam, dan enggan keluar rumah. Mungkin karena bagian bumi ini memang bukan untuk ditinggali manusia. Tapi tentu saja, mungkin juga karena memang begitu adanya. Sebab kalau mau bicara jujur, hidup ini memang tidak gampang, kan? Susahnya lagi, kenapa harus pada saat seperti ini, aku harus tinggal seorang diri? Membuat malam-malamku habis hanya dengan mengagumi kerlap-kerlip Perth dari balik jendela apartemenku yang berada di tingkat 5.

Wajah malam kota ini selalu membuatku terkesima. Pemandangan yg sepertinya sama setiap hari, namun berbeda. Animasi bisu dari pengganti matahari ciptaan manusia. Sinar bulan yg redup malu2 karena tidak bisa mengalahkan terangnya bola-bola listrik yg dengan pongah bertebaran menghiasi kota. Sungguh, ada warna-warni di sana. Dengan gulitanya langit yang tak bergerak, semuanya jadi terlihat semakin kontras. Ada warna orang yg sedang tidur, dan yg sedang nonton tv. Ada warna orang yang baru selesai kerja, dan yg sedang mengerjakan tugas. Ada warna org yg sedang bercinta dan jatuh cinta, ada warna org yg kehilangan teman akrabnya, dan ada juga warna org yg kesepian. Ah! Ada juga warna orang yang marah2, dan juga warna yg merindukan cinta. Tapi semua bisu. Semua bisu dari sini. Sungguh, jendela2 apartemenku di lantai 5 ini bagai layar bioskop film kehidupan. Seluruh alam semesta terbentang di sana. Dari yang paling besar, sampai yang paling kecil. Hanya butuh mata yang jeli saja untuk bisa mengenalinya.


Sinar lampu2 jalanan di kejauhan berkedip2 layaknya bintang2 di langit musim panas. Dewi malam pun semakin mendekati cakrawala. Pastinya makin banyak jiwa2 yg terlelap. Wajah kota ini di waktu malam masih membuatku terkesima. Mungkin pemandangan yg sepertinya selalu sama, namun berbeda. Mungkin karena terlihat seperti layar bioskop yg memutar film kehidupan. Mungkin karena sinar bulan yang terus lembut walau tiap hari ditantang angkuhnya tebaran bola-bola listrik. Yg jelas, ada warna-warni di sana.


just a piece of writing.....di malam2 yg kesepian....

putih

putih......putih.......
sekapas hatiku
penuh jaring, jerat cintamu

janji?....

Even if love do have wings, can I ever fly into your heart?........ I wonder ........ or ......... will you ever fly into mine?


Banyak yang ingin kukatakan.....perasaan yang ingin kusampaikan......entah kenapa aku merasa kau selalu menghindar. Apa kau tak ingin mendengarnya? tentu ingin. Tapi kali ini aku benar2 harus pergi. Lain kali saja ya. Aku pasti dengar. Janji? Janji katamu

Tahukah kamu.....aku ingin kau bolehkan aku tuh kecup bibirmu satu kali lagi. Dan lama2 menatapmu. Dan mencumbumu sekali lagi. Tapi yang kupeluk hanya bayangmu dalam sepi. Apa benar kau cinta aku? Benar. Aku cinta kamu. Janji? Janji katamu.

a blast from the past.........

malam itu.....semakin larut.
Dan akupun masih berada di sini. Duduk terpaku dengan segelas minuman coklat yang sudah kehilangan hangatnya. Tak tersentuh
Pemandangan di depanku memang telah mencuri segenap keberadaanku. Imaji, dan raga....

Kesunyian tampaknya telah mengambil wujud dalam dunia tiga dimensi ini. Kolam itu. Hitam dan tenang. Dilapisi kabut putih tipis setinggi betis.....yang terus bergerak mengitar, berputar dengan anggun. Begitu putih. Begitu halus. Terus berubah tak mewujud. Keindahan yang tak tersentuh.
Aku mencoba mengulurkan tangan, hendak mengambil segenggam. Hanya kosong yang kembali.
Angin malam membelai lembut di pipi. Dan menghidupkan orkestra ilalang di sekitar. Meramaikan pesta makhluk2 nokturnal yang sejak tadi riuh berceloteh.

Momen ini. Bukan milik siapa2. Momen ini melintasi batas waktu dan dimensi. Berdiri sendiri. Menyirap segenap rasa. Sendiri.......sunyi........indah...........tak tersentuh. Sekaligus menyentuh. Bagian terdalam dari eksistensiku. Dan tinggal selamanya. Seperti kamu...................?

Aku jadi ingat kamu.
Susah payah kuhapus jejakmu dari ingatanku.
Dari hatiku.
Tapi begitu kau muncul kembali di hadapanku.......semua jerih payahku sia2.
Dan aku tak tahu harus bagaimana.
Tahu gak sih? Kamu seperti kabut itu. Indah. Dan menggoda? Tapi tak dapat digenggam.
Jadi terpaksa hanya kupandangi diam2.
Tapi....kamu juga seperti kolam itu.
Tenang di permukaan. Gelap dan sunyi. Dingin?
Yang jelas dalamnya gak kelihatan. Dan aku sungguh tak ingin bertaruh.