Under the Ocean

She is afraid of being hurtTherefore, she is scared of lovingAnd afraid of free fallingAnd yet under the oceanShe dives deep

The Altruist

The white of her touch all over him

Soaked inside a heartless,

Creature,

Of sorrow and pain

There was nothing inside but

An intention to hurt

The ray from her voice dazzled him

For a moment, he forgot who he is

Under her veil, she hid him

To keep him in light

Close enough to her heart

Yet, no one could prevent it

Not even her

And horns finally came out of his forehead

Sharp enough to pierce through her lungs

She cried and he could not hear

She bleed and he could not heal

She vanished and he could not feel

//BAD

Symphony

A lake has its melody

Also, wind has its chords

Sublime and lyrical

Like mist on the lake

Relieve, rejoice, rejuvenate

Nature is singing

To the highest and the lowest tone

And

The Universe is the conductor

Ia yang Meruntuh

Jaket kulit hitam memeluk tubuhnya

Yang dingin

Layaknya sore itu

Gadis sedih dengan sebatang rokok

di antara jari tengah dan jari telunjuknya

Bernapaskan asap dan udara yang dingin

Merasuk ke paru – parunya yang repih

Bersembunyi didalam senyuman

Berkabutlah ia dalam harapan

Ia hanyalah gadis sedih

Gadis rapuh

Gadis teguh

//BAD

Souls and Colors

Her soul is blue

The bluest blue of the ocean

Intoxicating but calming

Deep but illuminating

But below the oceans we never knew

What's hidden there, is it sinister or a virtue?

Her soul is black

Like a room without a light

Seeking its way out

But is loath to leave

Because

The dark has become her friend

For so long she has always been

Afraid

Of the sun

Her soul is yellow

Like sunflowers in summer

Radiant and laughter

Sometimes orange like the evening sky

Warm and mellow

But sometimes red like flames

Parching and torrid

Infinite

The world is immense,

In the eyes of the bravest,

The allies of risks

And hope.

Dear,

See it through

The Wilderness, The Madness

The Beginning and The End

That

Universe is longing

For you

To see it

Infinite.

//BAD

Fade

Starting off days
Of anything but old tapes
Inside a forced memory
Of nothing new
Repetitive blinking
Of atonic eyes
A body, without a soul