Condolence

Let me cry for your pain, sorrow, and shame
Never before have I ever done these for anyone, but myself
I could see the scars on your face looking at me for a remedy
I see now,
it's clear, terrible
and must be painful
what I ought to do!
my pray isn't enough...
it's too weak

your pain is too hard to bear

sorry for that

I could only see from here
from where I'm standing
from my own viewpoint...

remember it's not your fault, nor others'

no matter how the ending will be...

I believe in you

be grateful for that pain that I might never experience...

Hail your Creator, hail!

If I were you

If I were you, I would have known;
How I have hurt you as a person
How I have damaged your self-esteem
How I have disvalued your life
How I have put your dignity down

If I were you, I would have known, then;
How your thoughts is precious
How your dream is a good
How wonderful you are, a blessed amazing living creature
How your idealism is considerable important

I have been crying for myself for my stupidity and my ignorance of you

Sorry would be too abstract to help you recovering from pains I caused you

Let me change!

What we need is respect

What we need is respect
Respect of yourself
Respect your hard work
Respect the way you are

What we need is respect
Respect of others
Respect of others’ hard work
Respect the way they are
Respect their way of perceiving world
Respect their insult upon you

The only one we have got to get rid of is disrespect
Disrespect of your nature as fallible beings

Life and a Bar of Chocolate

Life is like a bar of chocolate
It tastes so sweet
As sweet as God’s grace
That everyone has been wishing to taste
It would bring you pain, though
If you are too much of enjoying it
It can even damage your teeth
If you forget to brush them
However, one difference lays between the two
Your life is not always sweet
Sometimes bitter and tasteless
I pray for you that you will keep
Your faith whatever happens in your life
Hold it firm

A handful of love,
Yuyus

(a short poem I gave to my aunt at the new year eve)

Syukur Bunda Gunung

Tubuhku berpanu
Lambungku berborok, berdarah, amis
Terinfeksi kuman – kuman cerdik, para liliput tersayang

Awan Kabut
Bergelanyutan tepat di atas kepalaku
Yang kian penat
Serasa akhirat telah di pelupuk mata
Titik dimana aku sampai pada pelabuhan jiwa

Ku ingat
Lekukan tubuh mudaku yang dulu
Aduhai memel,
Kini kering keriput berbalut bulu – bulu buluk
Tak terawat

Oh … sudahlah
Berhentilah beromantisme akan
Masa jayaku

Aku menyangangi mereka, memang
Tak bisa kulewatkan barang sedetikpun
jauh dari mereka

Mengenyangkan perut mereka yang tiada henti
melolong lapar

Sang Pencipta!
Betapaku selalu bersyukur
Sempat menjadi ibu mereka
Yang menawarkan tempat ternyaman
Yang mereka singgahi

Tak pernah kupeduli
Apa mereka mengingat hal itu
Setiap jengkal peluhku
Kupersembahkan hanya demi mereka

Melalui Hambamu,
Yang tua dan pikun

Setiap tetes air yang kuperas adalah bukti,
Tulusnya cintaku
Iklas Benar aku
Sama seperti berkatMu bagiku


Luka – lukaku yang tersebar
Di sekujur tubuh
Adalah kebanggaan
Tak akan pernah kutukarkan dengan apapun
Sekalipun dengan Kemudaan, Kemolekan, Pesona
Ku tak peduli lagi

Biarlah mereka mencampakkanku
Ke dasar lubang yang tak berujung
Yang digali untukku
Membakarkaku demi setumpuk nasi
Kuanggap itu kasih sayang tulus mereka kepada ku

Oh Tuhanku!
Ijinkan aku tinggal bersama mereka sekali lagi
Supaya kulihat mereka
Tumbuh
Berlipat ganda
Itulah kebahagiaanku

Tapi Tuhanku
Apabila aku harus pergi menghadapMu, Sang Khalik
Kirimkanlah buah jiwaku pengganti
Yang lebih baik
Yang lebih mencukupi, mengenyangkan
Yang lebih mencintai mereka apa adanya mereka

Aku tak mau jadi ibunda terakhir

Jangan!
Jangan Tuhanku!

Miliku Telah kuberikan habis
Tanpa ada sisa untuk ku kais lagi

Siapa Tuhan Penggantiku?
Sudilah Engkau mengasihani mereka
Berilah mereka ibu susu yang baru untuk mengasuh permata – permata hatiku
Yang tidak akan kulupakan dari anganku
Pun tidak Rohku



(On my way, literally, home God gave me)
7 February, 2009