The Rhyme, rhyme for lover
That feeling.
Romo Ro Wi Ma.
Guess it back pervasive
once saw you standing in the same place.
and
looks at the position as 30 years ago
Just like the old
doubt
and giddy
the same one.
you finally passed
like now.
only
you do not selinca first
like me
but the flavor was
remains the same
unchanged
because the taste is delayed
overflow
although wobbly.
Guess it comes pervasive
find yourself sitting in the same place as 30 years ago
and
look at you in the same direction
just as before
uncertainty
and turmoil
the same one.
you finally edged past
as it is now.
although
you are frail now
like me
but taste it
remains the same
no change
because the feeling roar
overflow
albeit fragile.
(Future children and grandchildren will be proud to tell)
----- Jatimulyo - kricak Yogyakarta, ------- End of September 2013
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Travel.
Learning from the bustle of the passage of time. In the office, on learning, on each authority and analogical, conflict. I'm human, I'm a soul, I guess, I was blown dust anywhere a breeze touches the foliage, the basic principal and ocean inhabitants who are always losing the battle against the play and wave is live.
Sometime later fell back to the ground then parse the scorching hot dust and fly again nowhere in the wind, and continue to do so.
------------- Jatimulyo - kricak Yogyakarta, the end of september 2013
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the faces
Framed frame, surround tables, chairs, stools, couches hung on the wall and turning in bed. Chasing anywhere, demanding anything, take anything even God they take, so your own, just for them.
-------------- Jatimulyo - kricak Yogyakarta, the end of september 2013
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toe
Always rushed, often urgent, what and who stepped on, kicked his legs, broke smashed, running runoff, break hit, where to where.
God was kicked, berated the Lord, bumping, in brewed smashed, trampled overlap and pursued pursuit
---------------------- Jatimulyo - kricak Yogakarta 2013
Indonesian Verzion
Sajak - sajak untuk kekasih
Rasa itu.
Romo Ro Wl Ma.
Rasa itu kembali merasuk
setelah melihatmu berdiri ditempat yang sama.
dan
memandangmu dari posisi seperti 30 tahun lalu
Sama seperti dulu
keraguan
dan gamang
yang sama.
akhirnya engkau berlalu
seperti sekarang ini.
hanya
kau tak selinca dulu
seperti aku
tapi rasa itu
tetap sama
tak berubah
lantaran rasa yang molor
meluber
meski tertatih.
Rasa itu datang merasuk
mendapati dirimu duduk ditempat yang sama seperti 30 tahun lalu
dan
menatapmu dari arah yang sama
persis seperti dulu
ketidakpastian
dan kegalauan
yang sama.
akhirnya engkau beringsut lalu
seperti sekarang.
meski
kau ringkih kini
seperti aku
tetapi rasa itu
tetap sama
tiada berubah
karena perasaan meraung
meluap
walau rapuh.
(kelak anak cucu akan bangga menceritakannya)
-----Jatimulyo - Kricak Yogyakarta, Akhir September 2013-------
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Perjalanan.
Belajar dari hiruk pikuk lorong waktu. Pada perkantoran, pada pembelajaran, pada tiap otoritas dan analogis, konflik. Aku manusia, aku jiwa, aku rasa, aku debu tertiup kemana saja seperti angin menyentuh dedaun, pokok pokok dan samudra jiwa yang selalu kalah dalam pertempuran melawan sandiwara dan gelombang gelombang hidup.
Suatu waktu kelak jatuh kembali ketanah kemudian terik panas mengurai jadi debu dan terbang lagi kemana mana tertiup angin, Dan terus begitu.
-------------Jatimulyo - Kricak Yogyakarta, akhir september 2013
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Wajah wajah
Berbingkai bingkai, mengeliling meja, kursi, bangku, dipan bergantungan di dinding dan bergulung di tempat tidur. Berkejaran kemana saja, menuntut apa saja, mengambil apa saja bahkan Tuhan pun mereka ambil, jadi milik sendiri, hanya untuk mereka.
--------------Jatimulyo - Kricak Yogyakarta, akhir september 2013
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Kaki kaki
Selalu tergesa, sering mendesak, menginjak apa dan siapa, menendang nendang, mendobrak dobrak, berlari larian, melabrak tabrak, kemana dimana.
Tuhan pun di tendang, melabrak Tuhan, menabrak, di dobrak tubruk, di injak tindih dan dikejar kejaran
----------------------jatimulyo - kricak Yogakarta 2013
RWM.BOONG BETHONY
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