2009年10月23日金曜日

Poor Zeppelin

Zeppelin...Zeppelin...
Oh Zeppelin, you're so thick
Even a small razor can scratch your surface
Imagine how could a fire bring you upon the sky

Did you enjoyed the moments that it gave to you?
To feel the windblow
To filled up your body with the color of the sky
To see the sun closer, just like you can grab it with your hand

I understand if you wanna say
"Fire, thanks for bring me to this paradise"
And you hugged it with love
But....
Oh poor Zeppelin, it burned you

Faster and faster...
You're drowning in the sea of darkness
Now the fire already gone forever
Even Zeppelin can't recognize itself
What'a poor Zeppelin

~For my fire, with a voiceless scream~

Underground Teardrops

I see the moon that never set, and sun that never rise
I'm walking happily between them,
Hearing the sound of black meadow
with sparkles of blood falling from the sky like a rain...
Playing notation, the symphony of destruction, with all my fellows from underworld...
They're screaming like today is the end of everything...
I keep making melody with my guitar
Until I totally overheated
Then I die, and everything seems better after
They were right...
About the end

~For myself, and my fellows to resurrect me, please!~

2009年10月20日火曜日

MARIONETTE

Tali-tali menggantung setiap sendi-sendi sang boneka
Dia tetap diam walaupun diperlakukan seperti apapun
Walau diperlakukan....seperti SIAPAPUN....
Senyaman apapun dia dalam PERAN itu
PERAN itu tetap bukan dirinya!!!
Tapi dia tak mampu bersuara
Rahangnya tersentak-sentak keras saat bersuara
Hanya sang pemain yang tahu kapan dia harus berbicara

Boneka itu...saya?

~Untuk saya sendiri, si marionette bertali kusut~

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