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If there's no orange in the sky, i do try enjoying grey: I am a delusion angel.

4.5.15

Puisi B




Pintu di ruangan itu sedikit terbuka
Ruangan yang tidak pernah disentuh olehnya.
Barang-barang di dalamnya masih sama sejak bertahun-tahun lalu.

Saat itu kamu membawa ku masuk.

Ada gejolak yang aneh berjejalan mengisi tubuh kita. Hampir penuh. Ingin aku membaginya denganmu. Potongan-potongan rasa sayang yang mulai menemukan polanya. Tempatnya ada padamu, yang selama ini telah aku rindukan, bahkan sebelum kita saling mengenal.

Tapi aku tidak bisa mengabaikan ini: barang-barang usang yang sepertinya tidak tergantikan. Tidak akan pernah.

Aku tidak bisa.
Aku bukan pelipur lara. Mata mu terkadang kosong. Dan mungkin, aku pun terlalu rapuh untuk mengisinya.





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From the Coffeeshop Art Series
Me on words
Aditya Wicaksono on sketch and drawing

11.4.15

Distance



I let myself away from all those commotion. Watching you from a distance.

You're like a whispering breeze that I could never reach, only to see you went away.

Let me be here once more, to see you again. Before you're fading.

There'd be dark after dusk.
There'd be a goodbye after a sweet encounter.
... and emptiness after joy.

Sometimes, the wheel spins so fast. Beyond consciousness.




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From the Coffeeshop Art Series
Me on words
Aditya Wicaksono on sketch and drawing


Disappear



Then, everything would be a memory.
A reminiscence of an old story.
There, it'd seem blurry.

What happened to you happened to me. I had it and I lost it.

But you chose to hide in the dark.
And you disappeared...




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From the Coffeeshop Art Series
Me on words
Aditya Wicaksono on sketch and drawing