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Gratiagusti Chananya Rompas was born in Jakarta, 19 August 1979. She studied English Literature in Universitas Indonesia, Depok (2003) and received her masters in The Gothic Imagination from University of Stirling, Scotland (2005).
She is one of the founders of Komunitas BungaMatahari, a mailing list-based Indonesian poetry community that have embraced many poetry enthusiasts with its catchphrase “semua bisa berpuisi” or, roughly translated, “poetry for all”. She is also involved in Selatan, a literary journal, and Paviliun Puisi, a monthly open mic event--both managed by her and her like-minded friends.
She currently resides in Jakarta, trying to find balance between writing and day-to-day living.
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i love all your poems in diz journal ^_^
btw, i love writing poems too coz it's my therapy =]
secret heart..
what are you made of…
what are you builded from…
spil me a bit
thanks for reading, dear. glad you enjoyed them. will surely visit your page soon.
:)
tulisannya kok nggak ada, mas id?
huh….berasa nihilis dan pingin mati gak sih?
aku adalah angin
diamdiam menembus pori
meluncur ke dalam jaringan hati
dan diam di sana
tanpa sepengetahuanmu
iya. dan dengan begitu justru makin berasa hidup.
:)
dan kau menggetarkannya
pun tanpa kau sadari…
where the hell are u, nya? it's so difficult to contact you, or even e-mail you. i had the strangest dream last night. i dreamt that u killed urself and left me a bag full of bathroom equipments. ur shampoo, ur soap, in a bag. it was the weirdest dream ever. i thought i'd e-mail u, but i am not so sure that you had received my previous one.
please reply asap – just to prove that it was just a dream. :(
saat kematian menebar
rempah hampa
hidup pun
terasa renyah
tak hendak hilang
dari kecap lidah
dan getaran nikmat
esti dear, i am well alive and kicking and screaming. so it was really just a dream you had. well, i do think it was an incredibly interesting dream. somehow, in a peculiar way, it fits the reality i am in right now – although if i had really killed myself i would not leave you my toiletries.
many thanks for your email, too. it is safe and behaving well in my crummy inbox. the thing is, i find it very difficult to make contact with people outside my much-less-than-cosy bubble of scottish life at the moment. my new flat is not networked yet so i have to go to the uni to get my cyber fix, which is very very inconvenient. my apologies for not replying – but i know you'd understand how irritating it is to be in a situation where you have to give extra effort just to do even the simplest things.
well, in the email, you asked me to tell you about my miseries – let me just tell you one thing, the list is incredibly long the paper is now hanging out my bedroom window.
miss you lots, sis!
Duilehh…kata2nya keren bgt! Seneng bener browsing poems-nya kak Anya.. yg sering dunk kak post-in journali yg tagnya puisi…seirama banget ma kehidupan.(nggk bgt2 amaat sieh!..) hehehe
wait for your another poems!
terimakasih, vera!
ciyeeeeee anyaaaaaa
rahasiarahasia
menjadi satu dengan dosa
kutelan bersama obat
dengan sedikit pisang
lah.. kok tiba2 ciyeee?
sedap sekali…