forgive__

Need time to you to understand

I did it for only mean

Drive all feeling to

A big despondency

Right here and there....

Ingin ini sederhana

Lebih sederhana dari yang kau pahami

Orbit rasa ini selalu

Vertikal tegak lurus padamu

Entah tersampaikan ataukah terjerembab sepi

Yang terserak hari ini hanyalah keterbatasan tahu

Ohh...tak ada yang tau senilai apa dirimu bagiku

Untuk dimengerti pun butuh waktu.

Maaf untuk semuanya

Maaf untuk semua yang terpapar sedih

Maaf untuk mimpi yang terbuyar

Maaf untuk semua yang terbatas

Maaf untuk semua yang tak bisa nyata

Semoga bertemu paham saat waktu telah dewasa.

pe_TENTU

Sendiri bukan berarti tidak bahagia.

Bersama bisa juga berarti kesedihan.

Momen, tempat, orang, dan caranyalah yang menentukan. Bukan sekedar sendiri atau bersamanya.


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Saat yang berat adalah saat sadar kamu berharap pada sesuatu yang tidak mengharapkanmu meski ribuan kali dia mengatakannya.

Tidak ada gunanya kata-kata kalau perbuatan mengatakan lain.

_arti SEPATU

Pasangan terBAIK itu seperti SEPASANG SEPATU.

Walau bentuknya tak persis sama namun serasi
saat berjalan tak pernah kompak persis berdampingan tapi tujuannya sama
walau tak pernah bisa ganti posisi, namun saling melengkapi
selalu sederajat, tak ada yang lebih rendah/tinggi
dan bila yang satu hilang, yang lain tak memiliki arti....[]





*copas dari PNfb

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sendiri itu sederhana.
seperti sekarang.
hampa.
sunyi.
dan tak temukan teman satupun.
kita terlalu sibuk dengan rasa dan langkah masing-masing.
kita lupa dengan siapa kita pernah berurai sedih dan tawa.
kita lupa dengan siapa kita mengeluh dalam sakit di tengah gelap malam.
kita lupa.
bukan, bukan lupa.
mungkin hilang PEDULI.

bukan hari IBU

rasa bosan langsung menghujam seketika kemarin saat saya membuka dinding facebook di malam hari. bagamana tidak 10 status pertama dari teman yang berbeda isinya seragam seperti dapat komando dari atasan masing-masing. semua berkata cinta, semua berkata sayang, semua berkata betapa dia begitu berharga. coba status-status fesbuk itu adalah susu di malam hari pasti saya sudah hampir muntah karena eneknya. saya mengerti kalau hari itu adalah hari Ibu. entah kenapa hari itu dijadikan hari Ibu. apakah semua orang yang menjadi Ibu ulang tahun pada penanggalan itu? atau karena ada lagi pemuka agama yang digantung karena membela seorang Ibu? :)

well, saya tidak akan berdebat tentang kenapanya. bosan juga berdebat sendiri. kalau ada yang tahu kenapa harus tanggal itu tolong sms saya. atau kalau "aku nggak punya pulsaaaa" cukup inbox saya lah :D

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saat usia sudah beranjak amat dewasa. masa dimana memikirkannya kadang menjadi prioritas kesekian karena kalah dari sesuatu yang bernama kerja, pasangan hidup dan masa depan, dia masih juga menjadikan kita nomor satu. rasa khawatir kita saat dia sakit terkulai lemah tak sebanding dengan rasa khawatirnya kala melihat kita tersenyum hanya karena takut melihat garis di bibir itu berubah jadi air mata pilu []

MOTHER and Son

My mom only had one eye. I hated her, she was such an embarrassment. My mom ran a small shop at a flea market.She collected little weeds and such to sell, anything for the money we needed she was such an embarrassment.There was this one day during elementary school. I remember that it was field day, and my mom came. I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day at school..."Your mom only has one eye?!" and they taunted me.

I wished that my mom would just disappear from this world so I said to my mom, "Mom, why don't you have the other eye?! You're only going to make me a laughingstock. Why don't you just die?" My mom did not respond. I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt good to think that I had said what I'd wanted to say all this time.

Maybe it was because my mom hadn't punished me, but I didn't think that I had hurt her feelings very badly.
That night...I woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she might wake me. I took a look at her, and then turned away. Because of the thing I had said to her earlier, there was something pinching at me in the corner of my heart. Even so, I hated my mother who was crying out of her one eye. So I told myself that I would grow up and become successful, because I hated my one-eyed mom and our desperate poverty.

Then I studied really hard. I left my mother and came to Seoul and studied, and got accepted in the Seoul University with all the confidence I had. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. Then I had kids, too. Now I'm living happily as a successful man. I like it here because it's a place that doesn't remind me of my mom.

This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when someone unexpected came to see me "What?! Who's this?!"... It was my mother...Still with her one eye. It felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me. My little girl ran away, scared of my mom's eye.

And I asked her, "Who are you? I don't know you!!!" as if I tried to make that real. I screamed at her "How dare you come to my house and scare my daughter! Get out here now!" And to this, my mother quietly answered, "oh, I'm so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address," and she disappeared. Thank good ness... she doesn't recognize me. I was quite relieved. I told myself that I wasn't going to care, or think about this for the rest of my life.

Then a wave of relief came upon me... one day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. I lied to my wife saying that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went down to the old shack, that I used to call a house...just out of curiosity there, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground. But I did not shed a single tear. She had a piece of paper in her hand.... it was a letter to me.

"My Son...
I think my life has been long enough now. And... I won't visit Seoul anymore... but would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come visit me once in a while? I miss you so much. And I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I decided not to go to the school.... For you... I'm sorry that I only have one eye, and I was an embarrassment for you.
You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mother, I couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with only one eye... so I gave you mine... I was so proud of my son that was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye. I was never upset at you for anything you did. The couple times that you were angry with me. I thought to myself, 'it's because he loves me.' I miss the times when you were still young around me.
I miss you so much. I love you. You mean the world to me."

My world shattered! Then I cried for the person who lived for me. My Mother.

Mini dictionary:

embarrassment (n)     : keadaan memalukan

flea market (n)           : pasar loak

weed (n)                    : rumput liar

hateful (a)                  : penuh kebencian

taunt (v)                     : mengejek

wish (v)                     : berharap

laughingstock (n)        : bahan tertawaan

guess (v)                    : menerka

punish (v)                   : menghukum

hurt (v)                      : menyakiti

wake (v)                    : membangunkan

pinch (v)                    : mencubit

corner (v)                  : sudut

desperate (a)             : sangat menyedihkan, nekat, putus asa

poverty (n)                : kemiskinan

accept (v)                 : menerima, menyetujui

confidence (n)           : kepercayaan
remind (v)                 : mengingatkan
unexpected               : tidak disangka-sangka
scream (v)                : berteriak
scare (v)                   : menakuti
dissapear (v)             : menghilang
recognize (v)             : mengenali, menandai
relieve (v)                 : mengurangi
shack (n)                  : pondok, gubuk
curiosity (n)              : keingintahuan, rasa penasaran
shed (v)                    : menitikkan
shattered (v)             : hancur, pecah []


*taken from http://touching-inspiringstory.blogspot.com