Amarah

Acta non verba.

Mulut lantang berbicara,
Hati rentung dijilat bara,
Gempa ditanganmu
satu petanda.

Amarah bebas,
Kesat, kotor, keji!
Engkau lempar kearahnya.
Matanya menyala.
Seperti bilah-bilah tajam.

Mencarik akal dan minda.

Banggakah engkau
Membunuh dia.
Memijak hatinya.
Mengoyak kekuatannya?

Tanpa engkau sedar,
Engkau telah kalah.

Iera Stilinski

Jatuh

Memento Vivere.

Hari ini engkau jatuh.
Masih dilantai
Setia menunduk
Mengaku kalah.

Jika bisa engkau lari
Ke penjara minda,
jauh kesudut gelap.
Sudah pasti engkau hilang.

Jika bisa aku capai,
Hulur tanganmu.
Pandang mataku.
Sudah pasti aku tenang.

Hari ini aku jatuh.
Masih berdiri
Setia menunggu
Engkau kembali melawan.

A.J

Cermin

Memento Mori.

Cermin.
Apa yang kau lihat?
Merah? Biru?
Atau hitam?
Mungkin kosong tiada warna.

Engkau butakah?
Mana akal diberi Yang Esa?

Lihat jauh kawan.
Dua jalan terbentang.
Satu sia-sia.
Satu kepada-Nya.

Mana yang engkau pilih?

A.J

Persona Non Grata.

Vivere.

Kau.
Tidak mungkin fahami.
tiga, empat, lima dasawarsa?
Ambil saja banyak mana.
Tidak mungkin.

Aku.
Persona non grata.
Tidak wujud di mana-mana.
Di realiti aku sepi.
Dalam mimpi aku mati.

Kau. Aku.
Tak sama.

A.J

Hujan

Sam.

Langit gelap.
Mungkin bakal hujan.
Sesaat, dua saat...
dan seterusnya.
Guruh menjerit,
rakus.

Kuyup.
Sejuk menggigit,

Air mata penyesalan,
dan angin amarah.
Menjadi satu.

A.J

Dilemma

http://scatterings1976.blogspot.com/2013/06/afraid-god-wouldnt-be-nice.html

You're afraid to say,

when every words hurt more than a sharp sword.

You're afraid to listen,

when everything seems so dead and ominous.

You're afraid to see,

when all that was once beautiful became ugly,

You're afraid to touch,

when every touch will destroy everything that is pristine.

You're afraid to love,

when all of what you cared has been taken away,

You're afraid to cry,

when each tears will drown your heart. 

You're afraid to live,

when knowing somebody else will die.

A.J : There are so many dilemmas in life. But they are proofs that we have a heart. :)

You are Alive

When the sun burns your skin
and lights you up with sin,
when the nights seem longer,
and your dream's getting clearer,
when you wish you'd said the things you feel,
and let them know they are all real.

When the moon shines
and it makes you blind,
when you're awake everyday
and you're wondering if it's the last day,
when the dark skies disappear,
and the hurricane takes control of your desire.

You are alive.

A.J : Picture's not mine.

Absolutely Nothing

Absolutely Nothing

A poem written by Osoanon Nimuss. Sad but meaningful. I'm crying.

Found the pictures on tumblr.

A.J

Masquerade

I am wondering, contemplating, seeing
figures with masks attached to their faces.
Different colours and shapes.
Some beautiful. Some peculiar.
And the rests are just shallow.

And I can't help but ponder,
What kind of life are they living?
Is it full of adventures?
Is it full of unachieved dreams?
Is it full of euphorias?
or is it just another deep, endless. black hole?

If grievance were to befall them,
Would they be heedless of it?
or will they accept it with an open arms?

The strongest wins.
The weakest dies.
Now let the dance begin!

I say: I'm getting rusty. Ai yai yai! Photo is not mine.

A.J 

Comeback!

Assalamualaikum beautiful creatures!

Waaahhhh!! It's been ages since I've written a new poem!! And it's already 2013! Sorry guys, it's not you it's me. My inspirations don't come visiting me that often anymore. And to top it all of, I've been tangling up with lots of mind-tiring life conflicts. So yeah, my life is action-packed, occasionally boring, but never disappointing! Just the way I know it. Hehe.. 

I miss writing poems. Haven't realized how much until I realized my name means 'poet'. Like I'm not kidding. Really.  

Therefore, I, with such humility, am ever so grateful to those of you who have been waiting patiently for me to make a comeback! Or not. God I miss being dramatic! :)

A.J