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my trash can is my treasure can
Wednesday, April 7, 2010 @ 12:29 AM
First, although all seem difficult but you can make it easy
First, although i kept complained to you - you made me changed it into pride
First, although i always and only share my woe to you - you were willing to accept it like you were a trash can
Yes, a trash can that i really appreciated and can't be replaced__
__now? i'm still the same as that moment
Me, who always find it difficult
Me, who always complaining and
Me, who only want to share a woe not a happiness
But now everything feels different, that trash can has now vanished
Disappear with age, rust and the waste from me that he fully accept it
And it never coming back - forever
Me? what about me? just imagine that, if all of the waste in my heart overload and i couldn't throw it all away 'cause i didn't have the place to dispose them anymore__
Then i just like an overloaded airplane
A plane that flying high in the beautiful sky
A plane that gallantly flying sweeping the clouds, but now__
__Just become a junk that free fall and sank into the deepest ocean
only a zinc that full of rust and moss, which immobile and - dead
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Dulu, walaupun semua terasa sulit namun kau mampu membuatnya mudah
Dulu, walaupun kuterus mengeluh padamu kau buatku mengubahnya jadi rasa bangga
Dulu, walaupun kuselalu berbagi sedihku padamu kau pun rela menampungnya - layaknya tong sampah
Ya, tong sampah yang kuhargai dan takkan pernah terganti__
__sekarang? Aku masih sama seperti saat itu
Aku yang merasa sulit
Aku yang selalu mengeluh, dan
Aku yang hanya mau berbagi duka tidak kebahagiaan
Tapi kini semua terasa berbeda, tong sampah itu kini telah lenyap
Lenyap dimakan usia, karat dan beban sampah-sampah dariku yang dia tampung seluruhnya
Dan dia takkan pernah kembali lagi - selamanya
Aku? bagaimana diriku? bayangkan saja bila sampah-sampah dalam hatiku tak mampu kubuang karena aku tak memiliki tempat untuk membuang mereka__
Hingga aku bagaikan pesawat yang kelebihan muatan
Pesawat yang tadinya terbang tinggi di langit yang indah
Pesawat yang tadinya terbang gagah menyapu sang awan, kini__
__hanya menjadi barang rongsokan yang terjun bebas ke dasar lautan terdalam
Hanya seng penuh karat dan lumut yang tak bergerak dan - mati
Rr. Nuraini Dyah Rahmawati
April 7, 2010
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