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Sejarah Rindu

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Sewaktu melihat ini, aku seperti terhantar ke jalan-jalan menuju Melegnano dalam hujan petang di bulan-bulan April dan Mei tahun dua ribu satu.
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Pada hujannya, pada comotnya, pada runtuhnya bangunan-bangunan yang entah apa sajalah sejarahnya. Tak pernah terlintas bahawa akan ada rindu buat Melegnano sesudah lapan belas tahun.
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Apakah anak-anakku akan rindu pada Kuala Lumpur yang membuang sejarahnya seperti membuang sampah?
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Monchiesku…
Aturlah langkahmu di Mariposa. Dan sekali-sekala bayangkanlah jalan berbukit kecil kita di Mesra.

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Sembunyi

Dan kuhilangkan tapi-tapi
dari bait-bait puisi ini
agar engkau mencari erti.
Bukan sekadar menanti
rajukku sembuh sendiri.

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Tiada lagi ruang dan waktu
untuk rindu.

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Semua bunyi
terhenti di sini.

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* Enida
* Di sore ulangtahun sahabatku Fidö Didö 2019.
* Mesra Terrace

Pada Angan-Angan Berhantu

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.Sebuah angan-angan saja ini asalnya
yang kemudian aku lupa.

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Dan hanya pada setiap kali aku
berlimpasan di gedung kayu
menjadi kata-kata angan-anganku itu
sekejap saja pupus hapus ditiup waktu.

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Berdebu juga angan-angan
dan kata-kata menunggu masa
tak menjadi cita-cita.

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Entah dari gua mana berhantu
Tuhan datangkan setukangkayu
yang menggergaji angan-anganku
dan memahat kata-kataku
lalu memaku cita-citaku
menjadi bangku sepatu.

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Maha mendengar itu Tuhanku.

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*Enida
17 February 2019
#bangkusepatu

Edrick was telling me how his knuckles hurt a bit after the soccer training the other day. I reassured him that it is normal when one takes up a sport and how it takes a toll on our body.

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Mom: But the main thing is you enjoy it.
Edrick: Yeah. I know Mom. I’m not complaining.
Mom: I know, I can see how passionate you are about soccer.
Edrick: Mom, no pain no gain.
Mom: Hey! That’s my line!
Edrick: I know, you’ve taught me well.
Mom: Awwwwwww!

.EDRICK LITTLE LEAGUE

[Photo Credit to Little League Soccer]

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Antara

Thoughts are wingless birds, but you cage them anyway.

Walk Ever

When my last pair of white Kitay-Gorod walking shoes were put to their final rest, I swore I had no faith in finding another that would walk with me as long as they did. Nine years.

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And I swore my heart would never beat for another pair ever again. From then on, for many faithless years, I learned to take small steps again. One at a time. Not looking for a new pair to love.

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Until I fell.
For these…

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安静

March 25, 2017:
One thing I noticed about strong-minded people is that… even in times when they feel the most helpless, they often end up helping others instead. And that even in times when they desperately need someone to talk to, they usually end up being the one listening.

Silence

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February 16, 2018:
Almost a year later, I noticed that there is a big bottle in each of these strong-minded people, filled with their own words. The bottle stuffed. Capped. The words left unsaid.

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