ada cinta di pohon.
yang tergantung mati tercekik,
yang bergantung mati diputusi asa,
yang menggantung jatuh dan mati di tanah.
ada cinta di lautan.
yang tak pandai berenang mati tenggelam.
yang pandai berenang mati disantap ikan.
ada cinta di padang pasir.
yang tak berbekal mati kelaparan.
yang berbekal mati kelelahan.
ada cinta di kaki-kaki manusia.
ada yang mati terinjak.
ada yang mati tergelitik.
begitulah.. cinta dan kematian..
Metaphor.??
sebab tatap matamu di mataku,
adalah peluk lenganmu di tubuhku..
adalah sandar kepalamu di bahuku..
adalah usap airmatamu di punggungtanganku..
adalah suap tanganmu di mulutku..
adalah bisik 'kasih'mu di kupingku..
sebab di matamu yang lengan,
tatapmu jadi peluk paling nyaman.
terimakasih sudah memelukku berkali-kali (dengan matamu..)
adalah peluk lenganmu di tubuhku..
adalah sandar kepalamu di bahuku..
adalah usap airmatamu di punggungtanganku..
adalah suap tanganmu di mulutku..
adalah bisik 'kasih'mu di kupingku..
sebab di matamu yang lengan,
tatapmu jadi peluk paling nyaman.
terimakasih sudah memelukku berkali-kali (dengan matamu..)
Seba-Sebab
sebab kepada matamu mataku suka menatap
sebab kepada tubuhmu tubuhku suka merapat
sebab kepada keningmu kecupku suka mendarat
sebab kepada bibirmu bibirku awww, tahaann..
:))
sebab kepada tubuhmu tubuhku suka merapat
sebab kepada keningmu kecupku suka mendarat
sebab kepada bibirmu bibirku awww, tahaann..
:))
Utopia
Island where all becomes clear.
Solid ground beneath your feet.
The only roads are those that offer access.
Bushes bend beneath the weight of proofs.
The Tree of Valid Supposition grows here
with branches disentangled since time immermorial.
The Tree of Understanding, dazzling staight and simple.
sprouts by the spring called Now I Get It.
The thicker the woods, the vaster the vista:
the Valley of Obviously.
If any doubts arise, the wind dispels them instantly.
Echoes stir unsummoned
and eagerly explain all the secrets of the worlds.
On the right a cave where Meaning lies.
On the left the Lake of Deep Conviction.
Truth breaks from the bottom and bobs to the surface.
Unshakable Confidence towers over the valley.
Its peak offers an excellent view of the Essence of Things.
For all its charms, the island is uninhabited,
and the faint footprints scattered on its beaches
turn without exception to the sea.
As if all you can do here is leave
and plunge, never to return, into the depths.
Into unfathomable life.
Wislawa Szymborska
Solid ground beneath your feet.
The only roads are those that offer access.
Bushes bend beneath the weight of proofs.
The Tree of Valid Supposition grows here
with branches disentangled since time immermorial.
The Tree of Understanding, dazzling staight and simple.
sprouts by the spring called Now I Get It.
The thicker the woods, the vaster the vista:
the Valley of Obviously.
If any doubts arise, the wind dispels them instantly.
Echoes stir unsummoned
and eagerly explain all the secrets of the worlds.
On the right a cave where Meaning lies.
On the left the Lake of Deep Conviction.
Truth breaks from the bottom and bobs to the surface.
Unshakable Confidence towers over the valley.
Its peak offers an excellent view of the Essence of Things.
For all its charms, the island is uninhabited,
and the faint footprints scattered on its beaches
turn without exception to the sea.
As if all you can do here is leave
and plunge, never to return, into the depths.
Into unfathomable life.
Wislawa Szymborska
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