Rabu, 30 Juni 2021

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no one needs to fight for me.
all done.
all is over.
humans cannot always understand someone's condition.
some don't even try.

in your eyes ..
Who am I?
what am I?

no one answered.
that they consider me human even though they say that.
I want to be destroyed.
why isn't anyone saying ..

am I a precious human in their life?

"why are you .. so disgusting?"

If you don't understand, why isn't it enough to hug me? 
why don't you use your kind words for me? 

"why are you so embarrassing?"

then why do you keep accompanying me?
is it because I am useful?

in hard words, telling me to worship even though I've worked hard to do it.
as if I never worship.
as if I was always prejudiced.
yes. I was prejudiced in my life.
I hate myself. to the point that I always wanted to throw up whenever I thought about myself.

the past won't change. forgiving is a difficult endeavor. and accepting all the devil mean and mean words from people is also very difficult.

nothing is different, it's all the same. it's all the same. all say I'm not afraid of sin? You think I didn't think that way? Do you think what sins have I committed all this time? I did it, with people who even said that I am not afraid of sin.

Damn it.

Selasa, 22 Juni 2021

KELAM

 



Apa yang bisa kurasakan di sudut sunyi?

Hanyalah hampa terus menghampiri.

Aku akan baik-baik saja,

Bersama sendiri dan rasa asing ini.


Aku berusaha melakukan remediasi dengan sepi.

Meski tak berarti,

Aku sedang menjati diri.


Masih kelu rasanya,

Tanganku saling bertaut meminimalisir rasa takut.

Tawa bising itu, terus bertalu-talu di pikiranku.

Singkat tapi berangsur-angsur, memberiku lara.


Katanya aku benalu, ku pikir itu ambigu.

Namun rasanya kian pilu.

Dia mengambil semua atensi, untuk meruntuhkan segala afeksi.

Hingga aku di kubur terlalu dalam, terasa kelam dan begitu suram.


-putrimaharani-

@zeppro

HUJAN SORE MENGHAPUS SENJA

 


Tidak ada semburat jingga.

Hanya gemericik terus menjatuh.

Keduanya sama sama membawa angin.

Sekarang menusuk, kemarin menyejuk.


Tenang, ini sementara.

Langit sedang sedih, mari kita hargai.

Ataukah...

Tanah sedang merajuk, meminta agar tanaman disuburkan?

Walau harus menutup keindahan.


Tidaklah buruk, rintik hujan tanpa malu menyentuh wajahku.

Menusuk kulit ku tanpa ragu-ragu.

Membasuh rasa sedu, menepis segala lesu.

Membongkar peliknya pilu.


Sudahlah, hujan sore tidaklah selalu hadir.

Meskipun suasananya terasa nadir.

Setidaknya mengingatkan ku tentang takdir.


-putrimaharani-

@zeppro