The Unspoken

The Pretender

I'm not strong.
I break easily.
I'm like a cracked plate.
Handle me gently, or
I will surely break.

To the eyes of many,
I'm as strong as the mountains,
as high as the deep space.
But I'm a good pretender.
that even you can't be sure.

A.J

Cowards

if only

He slammed the door shut,
As the tears fell beside his cheeks,
He sat down on the bed,
And kept weeping for her.
For a few moments he choked,
His hands shivered,
His mouth shouted,
His mind drifted,
To the images of her.
When they stood there under the rain,
And they said their heartfelt wish,
To break free from themselves,
and though they both knew,
that it was all a big show,
Not he nor she could take a stand.
They were both cowards,
They were both frightened,
that if they decided otherwise,
They might have to stand there again.
So they said the things they could,
As they hoped silently,
That maybe one of them would disagree.
But no words of console,
Came out from their mouths,
So they walked back to their lives,
Feeling miserable and crippled.
He thought she wanted it,
And she thought he wanted it.
Who would have thought,
that things could've been different,
If only they weren't cowards.

A.J

The Cold Wind

Pic by: DarkJade

Walking in the dead of night,
The silence is deafening,
Whispers howled and growled,
Making such frightening sound,
Your ears wandered around,
Searching for a glimpse of shadow,
You see everything,
but there was nothing.

Your bones ached,
and your skin burned,
The unseen being, teasing and laughing,
Making fun of your presence,
Pushing you back and forth,
Until you stumbled on your feet.
You hear everything,
but there was nothing.

Iera Stilinski

Kapal Layar

Row, row, row you boat gently down the stream.

Lantang suaramu menjerit,
Mencari satu ruang suram,
Gema bertaburan dikala engkau diam.
Wajahmu terlihat perit,
Tiada jiwa dapat menangkap,
Walau seribu tahun menatap.
Gelap, sunyi tiada bayang,
Menjadi epitome satu kekesalan,
Yang tidak mungkin dapat tertahan.
Minda ligat mencari dalang,
Tatkala kapal hampir menjunam,
Layar-layar dicarik, laut dalam.
Tercari-cari pasir yang hangat,
Wujud hanya dalam minda yang penat,
Namun akhirnya kau lepaskan,
Segala kekesalan, segala rintihan.

Iera Stilinski

Siapa Kata?

Pic by: beyondimpression

Siapa kata aku tak peduli?
Kalau engkau ada hati seperti aku,
Mungkin engkau juga akan jatuh.

Siapa kata mindaku kosong?
Teroka ke dalam kotak tinggi,
Kau akan lihat kecelaruan.

Siapa kata jiwaku berubah-ubah?
Tetap juga ia inginkan sesuatu,
Patutkah aku lupakan saja?

Siapa kata aku lemah?
Dalam minda aku menolak gunung,
meredah lautan, menggenggam bintang.

Siapa kata?
Siapa kata?

Iera Stilinski

Memori

Picture by: tayfunes

Kalau aku pergi,

memoriku pada siapa?
Kalau aku tiada,

rindu kepunyaan siapa?

Kalau aku tak wujud,

adakah mimpi tentangku ada?

Alangkah malang,

jika aku disingkirkan,
dipadamkan,

dihapuskan dari memori.
Setiap atom dalam diri

menggelegak mencari peneman.
Walau hanya untuk sehari.

Iera Stilinski

Ini Bukan Puisi

Normal

Assalamualaikum.

Lama sudah tidak berbicara. Melontar kata-kata konon berseni.
Alasannya sibuk. Cliche bukan?

Tapi alasan tu tak boleh diguna pakai lagi.
Walau sesibuk mana dulu, masa pasti kucuri untuk bermonolog.

Mungkin juga aku dah berkarat. TT
Tapi aku tak mahu gunakan alasan tu atas dasar maruah.

Merepek. Nice.
Kbai.

P/s: Ini bukan puisi.