Touching_My_Line

Jalan Sepi

myhanekura — Tue, 26 Aug 2008 06:25:09 +0000

Siapakah aku?
Akulah tragedi
nyala dan bara yang
tak juga mati
walau hujan dan angin
selalu setia menemani
dukaku adalah perlambang
bahwa aku masih mencari
jalan terdekat menuju
alam mati

berilah aku mati Mu
namun jangan beri aku
mati manusiaku
sebab pada mati Mu akan
kutemukan manusiaku
namun pada manusia ini
hanyalah ada kematianku

penyair tak berduri

…..Tuhan,…….

myhanekura — Tue, 26 Aug 2008 06:19:11 +0000

Tuhan,
benarkah hidup ini nonsens?
tiap kali kuamati
segala sesuatu bagiku terasa sia-sia

Tuhan,
untuk apa kami diciptakan?
apakah hanya untuk mengabdi padamu
serta mengenalmu

Tuhan,
mengapa engkau ingin dikenal?
dan mengapa
aku ingin bertanya demikian?

Tuhan,
aku hanyalah sebutir makhluk
dari bermilyar bintang yang kau ciptakan
adakah diriku ini
berarti bagi-Mu

penyair tak berduri

…to my beloved prince ^_^…

myhanekura — Tue, 26 Aug 2008 06:17:43 +0000

…then…
You’ll always be mine for now and forever.
You’ll always be mine for your my treasure.
If you will always be mine, listen to my heart, can you hear it sing, telling me to give you everything.
Season and day my change, but i love you until the end of time.
Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was choice, but falling in love with you was completelly out of my control.
When your with me, i could see the love from your eyes, i could hear the love from yor mouth. I could feel the love from your heart.
Sometimes word are hard to find, to form that perfect line to let you know you are always on my mind.
The Smallest word i know is “I”, the sweetest word i know is “LOVE”, and the only thing that will remind me of that will be “YOU”

A Sight Inwards

myhanekura — Tue, 26 Aug 2008 06:15:22 +0000

A shade of terror
Right before midnight
He sent some guards to search for her
Orpheus’ soul was slowly drowning
Into a pit of burning fear
His love was lost

As he discovered
Eurydice’s sad fate
A twisted thought went through his mind
He sailed to north following the coast of
The Ionic Sea heading for the
Dark river Styx

Enchanting Charon Orpheus reached
Those shores full of shades
In the Reign of the damned
By his golden lyre
He brought peace for a while

With the Queen of Hades
A deal was made
A new hope for his bride

The nymph could return
Back to life again
But on the path that leads to light
Orpheus must not take a single look at her
Or she’d belong to death’s Realm
Forevermore

When the warm rays of the morning sun
Broke the darkness of the cave
For a moment he forgot the deal
And he lost his beloved bride
Again

[music: Bucci/Scazzocchio, lyrics: Bucci from STORMLORD]

Daffodil Lament

myhanekura — Sat, 16 Aug 2008 06:31:10 +0000

holding on that’s what i do

since i meet you

and wont be long, would you notice

if i left you, and it’s fine for some

cause your not the one

all night long, i laid on my pillow

these things are wrong

i cant sleep here

so lovely – so lovely….

i have decided to leave you forever

i have to start right from here

thunder and lightning wont change what i’m feeling

and the daffodil like looks lovely today

in your eyes i can see the the disguise

in your eyes i can see the dismay

it do anyone sees lightning

it do anyone looked so lovely

and the daffodil looked lovely today

look lovely….look lovely….

( the Cranberries)

Then….

myhanekura — Sat, 16 Aug 2008 06:15:50 +0000

…are you see the rain

falling down from my eyes

when i thinking of my self

i feel so upset

can you help me out

weeping my sadness

then can i reach your hands

to dissapears my pains

THE LITTLE BLACK BOY

myhanekura — Fri, 15 Aug 2008 07:51:43 +0000


My mother bore me in the southern wild,
And I  am black, but oh my soul is white!
White as an angel is the English child,
But I am black, as if bereaved of light.

My mother taught me underneath a tree,
And, sitting down before the heat of day,
She took me on her lap and kissed me,
And, pointed to the east, began to say:

"Look on the rising sun: there God does live,
And gives His light, and gives His heat away,
And flowers and trees and beasts and men receive
Comfort in morning, joy in the noonday.

"And we are put on earth a little space,
That we may learn to bear the beams of love
And these black bodies and this sunburnt face
Is but a cloud, and like a shady grove.

"For when our souls have learn'd the heat to bear,
The cloud will vanish, we shall hear His voice,
Saying, 'Come out from the grove, my love and care
And round my golden tent like lambs rejoice',"

Thus did my mother say, and kissed me;
And thus I say to little English boy.
When I from black and he from white cloud free,
And round the tent of God like lambs we joy

I'll shade him from the heat till he can bear
To lean in joy upon our Father's knee;
And then I'll stand and stroke his silver hair,
And be like him, and he will then love me.

Pertapa Tak Bergigi

myhanekura — Tue, 12 Aug 2008 08:54:52 +0000

Aku adalah pertapa tak bergigi
gigi susuku bahkan terlambat tumbuh
termakan jaman dan kemunafikan
akankah gigiku tumbuh sempurna lagi
menjadi putih berkilat menawan hati
atau hitam pekat merapuh kemudian hilang
musnah…

Be With You

myhanekura — Tue, 08 Jul 2008 08:32:47 +0000

I Wanna be with you

But I can’t be with you

How can I do to make you be with me

But no, I can’t do…

Just wish can be with you

Balada Penderita Berhati Lurus

myhanekura — Tue, 08 Jul 2008 08:04:39 +0000

Yang kemarin dilahirkan, hari ini mati
dalam sekejap saja orang terlempar kedalam kegelapan,
dan tiba-tiba diremuk redamkan
Pada satu saat ia akan menyanyi karena gembira,
dan selang sekejap ia akan menatap sedih
antara pagi dan senja, kala suasana hati orang dapat berubah
sewaktu lapar, mereka seperti mayat
sewaktu kenyang, mereka akan menyaingi dewanya
sewaktu semuanya berjalan baik, mereka membual akan naik setinggi langit
dan didalam kesulitan, mereka akan berteriak-teriak seolah2 sedang turun keneraka

(sebuah syair kuno dari Assyria…)