terlanjur gila *edisi super damai*

Terlanjur gila.
Tak ada kebenaran bagi penderita gila.
Sebenar apapun perihalnya, semua dianggap salah.
Ahhhhh begitu parah nasibnya.
Sudah jatuh tertimpa tangga.
Sebentar tertawa, sebentar merana.
Tak ada kesempatan bernapas lega.
Bicara pun nampaknya percuma.
Terlanjur gila.
Apapun perihalnya, haruslah tetap tertawa.
Terlanjur gila.
Walau terluka haruslah baik-baik saja.
Ahhhh terlanjur gila, lagi-lagi terlanjur gila.
Damainya sebatas dipandang mata.
Siksanya???
Tak perlulah ditanya!
Terlampau tak terasa.
Terlanjur gila


*Kuta, 06 Agustus 2011
  Samsi Slice Nurul

Ikhlas be Patient

Selfish!
Judge it's so awesome.
Worthy, to be preserved.
While disappointed always come in.
Ego was the winner, the recognition useless.
Feelings of selfishness mess.
Hurt.
Would not infinite patience?
Sure.
Then why still disappointed?
Ikhlas.
Let the sincere disguised disappointment, eliminate ego of lifeless body.
Relieved to accept, feels peaceful.
Ikhlas be patient.
Patience without sincerity, same like lie.
Patient without concious, just same like useless.
Make peace ...
Hopefully peaceful, happiness never bored to struck.

*Kuta, August 06, 2011
  Samsi Arpanurhi

Feeling Without Decision

Wave of sadness hit hardly
Coral of compassion was broken, slivers.
Debris of disappointment came softly.
Diffuse angry in the wound
Heart, difficult to measure of wound
Sure!
Better ignore.
Disappointed, sadness disguise compassion.
Whispered the hatred at the twinkle eyes
Hard to define sense of this feeling.
Hope all just a matter of conjecture.
Just devil came to force
Not a fact that will take away soul serenity.
It’s only feeling, not more to decision.



#Panti, August 18, 2011
   Samsi Arpanurhi

My Dear, my “Hero” mother

Tonight, before bed I sing.
The bitter shadow toward me hardly.
Your figure passed a moment, mother.
Your fingers have withered.
Your bones fragile.
Your power was not as hard as stone.

Beat of my heart tightened.
Hit me suddenly!
Cry of gratitude, all of you not as bitter about that.
Really, mom.
I do not know, could I replace you position?
Will I be able to carry your load?

Ill will touch the heart.
Too bitter if I'd seen it all.
From the angle that I want you do not know.
I get down on my knees, free the tears.
Scavenge the hope that you will not like that.
Tears made a prayer.

I wish to Allah that He may make you healthy, prosperous.
Being my super hero.
Until later, Allah sent to me to be your super hero.
Always make you happy.
Make you smile all the time.
Seeing your physical and spiritual intension.
An excursion together into every place of your dreams.
Together, run the fifth pillar of Islam, became my primary praying every time.

Mom, I love you.
Yesterday, today, tomorrow, and everlasting.
I'm happy with you.
Mother, mother, mother.
Really, I love you ... my dear, my “super hero” mother.




Panti, August 24, 2011
Samsi Arpanurhi