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Tanda Soal

Posted in Poetry on May 14, 2011| 2 Comments »

Saat kau kucup bibirku
di basement parking itu
semua kereta bertukar
menjadi kuntum-kuntum tulip
di padang jarak padang tekukur.

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Apakah aku jatuh cinta
atau sekadar tersungkur?

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*Enida
12 May 2011
Solaris Dutamas

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Write Here

Posted in Inside Enida, Write On on May 11, 2011| 1 Comment »

Writing has kept me on the ground. If I had not known how to write my sorrows away, I would have been under ground by my 36th birthday. Dead and dying some more, mourning not my death, but my dying life. When life didn’t come to me, I got up and looked for it. I looked for it and I found it. I found it and I took it back. I came home.

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Just that, at the moment… I am taking a deep breath.

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A Rerun: Indak Lakek Yo Lai

Posted in Write On on April 28, 2011| Leave a Comment »

Indak Lakek Yo Lai Enida baungkai kasiah bapantuan sa’donyo…

Lician ghuan maningkek aghi,
lician punai badarai mudah;
Cincian tuan lakek di jaghi,
cincian denai talarai sudah.

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What Have We?

Posted in Poetry on April 25, 2011| 1 Comment »

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We don’t have tomorrow.
We can’t keep yesterday.
So I will just love you today.
One day at a time.
Just one.

Pricetaglessly.

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~Enida
29 January 2011
Mesra Terrace

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Like Her Like Her Letter

Posted in Write On on April 18, 2011| Leave a Comment »

In my praying hours, all I chant for is kindness. May I love, whatever love is, the love that has no pride. May I count my blessings, and not minutes of attention I shall be paid. May my last word be that voiceless goodbye but with love written in the end. Just before the comma. Like a letter.

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And I will seal it with a date and a signature.

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I am home.

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In rememberance of my Mom and the last letter she wrote.

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A Rerun: Tales From The Dark Side

Posted in Write On on April 18, 2011| Leave a Comment »

Tales From The Dark Side I let out a sigh saying, “Awwwhhh it’s getting dark now,” to Edrick who came to me at my corner to give Mommy an afternoon hug.

“Why is it getting dark, Mom?”

“Because it’s four o’clock and it’s winter.”

“Then we need to pick up the sun and put it back up over there, Mom!” Edrick pointed at the space between the two blocks of townhouses seen from our dining room window. I could not hold back a chuckle.

“I am serious, Mom!” I chuckle … Read More

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A Rerun: Unbecoming Enida

Posted in Write On on April 18, 2011| Leave a Comment »

Unbecoming Enida If I could find a picture to manifest the way I feel right now, I would. It would be easier. But I don’t feel like looking for a picture now. No. Not this morning. If I could say it in words, I would type a thousand words more, I assure you I would do that too. But isn’t that what I have been doing?

It doesn’t get any easier if you choose to read my words with your thoughts, giving them your meanings. Dare you call me a liar when all I write is … Read More

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A Rerun: Hot Tall Vanilla Latte, Please!

Posted in Write On on April 18, 2011| Leave a Comment »

Hot Tall Vanilla Latte, Please! If I  were to flirt with  the idea of flirting with him, I would first thank MokcikNab for the pantuns and the beautiful translation. Well, not that he cant read bahasa. He is probably the only man with steel eyes in the whole wide world that can say, “Maaf, bahasa saya tak berapa bagus,” in perfect bahasa. And it was both his eyes and his tak-berapa-bagus bahasa that actually changed my tea heart to coffee!   But I am not going to. Flirt with t … Read More

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Look Who’s Counting

Posted in Write On on April 13, 2011| 1 Comment »

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Like Love

Posted in Sense, Write On on April 10, 2011| 2 Comments »

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I like sunflowers a lot. No I don’t love them. I just like them a lot. Love is too much. Always too much. So I just like. To be on the safe side.

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