The Incredible Mornings

Puisi ini kutulis pertama kali di memo hape. Pas pagi2, aku dengerin lagu lama judulnya "If" yang dinyanyiin Susan Wong. Tau2 aku melihat2 keluar jendela karena lagunya lembut banget, di kejauhan adalah nampak dia, sambungan bangunan pabrik jagung orang cina, terbuat dari seng semua, baik dinding maupun atapnya, mungkin tempat untuk njemur2nya gitu, ya. Jadi, cahaya matahari yang masik kuning2 telor gitu menimpa dinding2 seng itu, aduh, jadi benar2 dramatis sekali. Warnanya kayak resolusi channel DAAI TV gt.

Inilah dia...

Searching for sunlight drops every morning, I was.

Each time, I was finding another illussion to another place.

I was sitting, merely to find answer

why I was sobbing over all they gave to me

And what if God is punishing me for my past life's sins..?

I don't understand how people seeing life so different

And why I have to confess, while there's no one there to see and listen to.

Maybe it's just the way I live,

I must be grateful that I realized what I found and experienced,

is just how much I did.
And when people is crying,I know that I just get to do what I can do...