Random Thoughts and Ramblings

Our conscience is confronted by this oddity Foreign and unsettling Creeping up on us with no alarms We are somewhat aware A drop of joy is never solitary It clings to us with a baggage of immense sorrow Yet our souls, they are longing for more To dance through our flaws, stitch them to be bearable To unravel the remnants of hope in despair To be content with this imperfect bond And at last, To feel. 

Thoughts trickle in during the lingering night No rush just a hush Through the haze, blurred and puzzled Slowly tangled in coils, unable to be fathomed Flooded by whatever it is that consumes me Confined between sensibility and fantasy They descend and ascend, Pull back and forth Like waves that gently crash, and erode a rocky shore with no end *For all of us who were once (or still are) blinded by the so-called fanaticism

Aku memesan kopi hitam seperti biasa Tanpa peduli yang ada di menu, selalu begitu Ia pekat, sederhana dan bisa diandalkan Kali ini kubiarkan ia dingin oleh angin Tak bertekat menyeruput seteguk pun Mataku berhenti pada secangkir latte di sudut ruangan Kali pertama aku ingin memesannya Segelintir tanya munculkan rupa Apakah tak terlalu rumit? Akankah ia lelah dan menyerah? Tuk paksa badan tetap terjaga Mengawal raga berkelana Menantang malam yang tak berbelas kasih Sebelum racauan selesai berselisih, Latte sudah habis kutenggak bersih