AKU, MEREKA DAN DUNIA: andai aku kuasa..

Saturday, April 24, 2010

andai aku kuasa..

A hundred days had made me older
since the last time that I've saw your pretty face
A thousand lights had made me colder and I dont think I can look at this the same
But all the miles had separate, They disappear now when I'm dreaming of your face

rasa malas akhirnya mendera juga untuk terus menceritakan apa yang terjadi kemudian di hidup ini setelah nindy pergi, tak ada berita, tak ada telepon atau bahkan sms dari nindy. aku berpikir mungkin dia ingin melupakan semuanya, begitu pula aku seharusnya, tapi andai aku kuasa..

4 comments:

Anonymous said...: andai aku kuasa pula; 3:02 AM
Anonymous said...: nanaonan boy]; 7:16 PM
Rainmaiden said...: world isn't perfect right ?
I'm glad it's not; 11:26 PM
Anonymous said...: good. i'm afraid u'll write more stories about her, it'll be soooo boring.
nindy6, nindy7, nindy8.. oh come on.i'm glad she's gone.; 9:49 PM

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God Speed Insomnia

We have cried — and the gods are silent;

We hve trusted — and been betrayed;

We have loved — and the fruit was ashes;

We have given — the gift was weighed.

We know that the heavens are empty,

That friendship and lvoe are names;

That truth is an ashen cinder,

The end of life’s burnt-out flames.

Vainly and long we have waited,

Through the night of the human roar,

For a single song on the harp of Hope,

Or a ray from a day-lit shore.

Songs aye come floating, marvelous sweet,

And bow-dyed flashes gleam;

But the sweets are Lies, and the weary feet

Run after a marsh-light beam.

In the hour of our need the song departs,

And the sea-moans of sorrow swell;

The siren mocks with a gurgling laugh

That is drowned in the deep death-knell.

The light we chased with our stumbling feet

As the goals of happier years,

Swings high and low and vanishes —

The bow-dyes were of our tears.

God is a lie, and Faith is a lie,

And a tenfold lie is Love;

Life is a problem without a why,

And never a thing to prove.

it adds, and subtracts, and multiplies,

And divides without aim or end;

Its answers all false, though false-named true —

Wife, husband, lover, friend.

We know it now, and we care no more;

What matters life or death?

We tiny insects emerge from earth,

Suffer, and yield our breath.

Like ants we crawl on our brief snd-hill,

Dreaming of “mighty things” —

Lo, they crunch, like shells in the ocean’s werath,

In the rush of Time’s awful wings.

The sun smiles gold, and the plants white,

And a billion stars smile, still;

Yet, fierce as we, each wheels toward eath,

And cannot stay his will.

The build, ye fools, your mighty things,

That time shall set at naught;

Grow warm with the song the sweet Lie sings,

And the false bow your tears have wrought.

For us, a truce to Gods, loves, and hopes,

And a pledge to fire and wave;

A swifter whirl to the dance of death,

And a loud huzza for the Grave!

AKU, MEREKA DAN DUNIA

Saturday, April 24, 2010

andai aku kuasa..

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