Monday, 21 February 2011

Saya Kecewa: Teacher and Students


Being a teacher is not easy. It makes your soul up and down like roller coaster. Deep inside my heart I only want to share all knowledge I know even the smallest or biggest one my students need to know even though they think they don't.

I only want to share, share honestly without lie. Sometimes students make you so happy because of their positive deeds, but sometimes they make you cry, crying like a baby.
For me it's okay feeling that way once, twice or three times, but God... if it happens many times... I'm only human, I cannot cope it...
Sometimes I really want to cry, but should I cry in front of them just to show that what they have done to me was really hurting my heart? I'm not that kind of teacher. I try to be patient, to hide every single pain I felt. Try not to be too childish to show it.
Well, I try to tell myself that this is all for them, none in return to me. It's just kind of subjection, I got salary but well, that's not the only thing I want. Deep down inside me, I really want to see them grow as a very successful children.
I don't really know will they still remember me when they grow up, when I grow older, when thye have got their successful life, when I was suffering from my old diseases.

Wednesday, 16 February 2011

Saya dan Puisi: Usual Vs Unusual



It is usual when a boyfriend often comes to his girl's house, but a girl often comes to her boy's house??

That's weird and so unusual, how could she do it?!

It is usual when a girlfriend rarely comes to her boy's house, but a boy rarely comes to his girl's house??
That's weird and so unusual, how could he do it?!

Saturday, 5 February 2011

Saya dan Puisi: Have You People Ever Felt


Have you people ever felt
Like your age is getting older
Older than you ever known
Like your life is getting shorter
Shorter than you have ever asked
Like your hope disappears so fast
Even faster than you have ever thought
Like you are fear of your own death
The most fearful feeling you have ever felt
Everyday you wake up just to find
That you are dying on the sand of
Weaknesses, helplessness, fearfulness

I am feeling them now
Feeling like I'm going to be buried
Feeling like I'm going to be forgotten
Feeling like I'm going to die

Friday, 4 February 2011

Saya dan Puisi: Tonight Sky

I used to be afraid of the night sky
I thought it was frightening and terrifying
But this night I don't feel it
I don't know why, I really enjoy watching it
Watching the stars try to show their existance
I love tonight sky

Saya dan Puisi: Can Anyone Answer My Question



Where is everyone?
Where are they going?
Can't they hear me?
Can't they see me?
Why don't they notice me?

Why can I see me there?
Laying down on a small wooden bed
With pale skin and
I can't see my breast going up and down
No breath

Can I come back?
Can anyone answer this question?

Saya dan Puisi: Trace the Past


Have you ever look back
when your way suddenly stopped
have you ever measure
how many miles have you stepped
that’s the way i feel now
i just don’t know how
the brain has been distracted
the memory fades away
only a little shade of history left
if i were given a time
i would trace what i have left
i would take evey little piece of my memory
from my history
seeing an old friends, old teachers, family, relatives
who were forgotten
who were left behind
who had passed away
who had moved to different time and place
they have led us to where we are now
but forgotten
i would take every little piece of my memory
from my history
to recall the laughter we shared
to recall the sadness we passed
to recall all the ups and downs
i miss them, i do miss them
i miss all of them
i miss you...

Saya dan Puisi: That Black Point


suddenly everything seems so old
suddenly everything seems so far away
suddenly everything seems fade away
running doesn't change anything
walking so slow will be left behind
scream out loud won't be heard
whispering so soft will be forgotten
suddenly cold runs from the tip of my fingers
from the toe to the whole part of the body
blood become as solid as stone
the heart beats so fast
the black point comes closer
faster than i could ever thought
the shade of darkness comes....

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