i am looking for signs,
logics, i believe i’d lost
somewhere amidst those
terrible dreams.
nothing makes sense anymore
and i feel like i don’t need to understand
any
more
than
how you’d left me and
waken.
21jan2008
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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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its not suppose to make any sense
terrible yes
a part of you
for sure
i woke up with
cheeks
sticky
and wet
from tears
still sobbing
i looked for you
beside me
there was no one
between thoughts and loneliness… we lost
amidst emotion, filth and jealousy… we escape
nephentes leaves moving in the rear window
and you starting woke up with no “don't go”
plunging the time
dump
bump
your head
hmmfff..