Hi there.

Hi there,

Someone across the mirror.

I can see deep and through to you.

Naked as who you really are.

Delicate as you are,
crying over the movie you’ve watched,

Sobbing over the book you’ve read.

But inside
you’re just pure evil, a wicked rotten apple.

You hurt people like it’s your job,

Here and there you scratch them.

Even to someone you hold very dearly,

Scarring them by the blunt of your tongue,

by the daintiness of your touch,

Leave them stranded in the middle of the sea,

That to be granted their forgiveness

would be beyond the bounds of possibility.

Empathy can’t be taught.

Still,
only the death heart could do so.

Sometimes when I run, I try to run away from you.

To fool the mind that the body can leave the soul behind.

But I can’t,
for they bore each other’s consequences.
And they would never fathom how forever sorry I am.

Xoxo,

The beyond the mirror who craving to shatter it

Hello, Cuss Boy

Hello, Cuss Boy!

Hello, you who cussed at me when we were both just 5^th grader.

It’s the first time I got cussed at right in front of my face,

You probably have the privilege of forgetting the occasion,

But me - a goody two shoes, who barely spent the break time outside classroom?

Oh good God, how could you expect me to forget?

You stood right there in front of me and spitted those nasty word – if not twice then third times.

I didn’t remember what I did wrong, I doubt I knew what I did wrong to you,

Yet there you were.

I did not hate you, I did not hold grudge against you.

Instead, you made me hate myself.

You knew very little how harmful a mere word could be.

Ah, I think, even now, the universe doesn’t know that either.

With the help of the almighty anonymousness of social media,

People throws nasty word here and there like it’s a charity.

And what do they want to achieve with that is something I still fail to comprehend.

The world is messed up enough that I believe it doesn’t need extra help to do so by people tossing their negativity around.

Hey you, Cuss Boy.

We don’t keep in touch, but I know you’re a better man now.

And I wish that everyone could grow up like you, becoming better man,

Know better that if one can’t spread the happiness, at least they hold up their negativity for themselves to swallow.

Xoxo,

The girl you screamed asu to

Hello, Captain!

Hi, Cap!

Did you ever fall for someone’s attentiveness?

I did.

One day,

A mistake,

Then a mess erupted.

One moment,

Someone took everything under its wings,

Captaining over everyone,

Placing back to its destined place,

Believing the situation’s under control.

Little did you know, cap,

I lost my breath.

And along with it,

A little piece of my heart.

I was, overall, captivated.

Xoxo,

your former avengers

Hello, Kaladin

Hello, Kaladin Stormblessed.
My baby bundle of joys and tears.
You are, to date, my number one favorite character,
And I believe you're gonna stay on the top for a quite while.

Am bowing deeply to Mr Sanderson
Thanking him for his portrayal of you,
making your character more alive than ever in every chapter,
making me grow fond of you in every single page,
making everyone roots and cheers and cries along with you.

I may not have read many books,
But I constantly convince people to read Stormlight Archive.
If only for Kaladin's sake,
whose determination could dry the ocean,
whose hardship had shaken the gods.

Though you made me skip my meal,
Though you made me lost my sleeping hour,
Though you made me crazy,
Because I have no clue
to whom should I shower my overwhelming feelings I had towards you.
Always know that there's always big place in my heart,
reserved only for you, Kal.



Xoxo,
Consider me one of your Bridge Four's crew, since we've been through it together

Hello, Love

Hello, Love

On this beautiful day
The golden bell's ringing
All the bird's chirping
The sacred vow is recited
One plus one is no longer two

You, love, start tearing up
Believing that you have conquered it all
Conquering your own ability
to see the hurricane right in front of you
You've been numbed by the cold in his words
Limped by the blow in his stare
Bleed by the thorn in his kisses

You, love, start tearing up
Knowing so well to hold your peace forever
To fold back the words to say I don't

Because, love,
you will not always be the priority

Maybe happy ever after could be written without you

Hello, Jules

Hello, Jules

You were the Friday of the week
The brightest ray of sunshine
The comfort in the sea of stranger
"The Jules of the year"

And just like that
The stone's getting heavier
The expectation's bar keep rising

Knock knock
The reality came
Waking me up
Telling me the feeling is no longer mutual

The coffee turned cold
The chocolate gone sour
The cake left untouched
Came down the rain in dry season

July is still there
Stand firm in the middle of the year
But it ain't Jules
Because there's no Jules
Not anymore



Xoxo,
I was never your Friday

Hello, Garuda Pancasila

Hello, Garuda Pancasila.

A creature that is so majestic and strong,

Ridden only by the Divinity.

A core of my country’s ideology.

A symbol of unity in diversity.

Or so I was told.

All those years in school, I was recited over your magnificence.

Through the books, I was serenaded about your greatness.

Everywhere I looked, I only saw your noble purpose.

Little did I know, I was a fool,

Unity in diversity comes with pages of conditional clause.

Only if we share the same faith.

Only if your skin’s shade is no fairer.

Only if you bound to the circle.

Something I used to hold dear,

turns out to be a mere fairy tale, an imaginary being, no better than unicorn.

A little bird whispered to my ear,

They told me you’re only asleep, ready to be awoken.

Another bird came,

And said you were left abandoned, unused, rumpled.

Hey you, mystical bird of mine.

I hope you will show up in time.

Before we ought to paint our skin just to walk in the street,

Before we ought to betray our heart to sing a song,

Before we ought to thread another bare to cover our scars.

Xoxo,

A lilliputian sneaking through giants tries to wake you up.