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Senin, April 07, 2008

Anak-Anak Rambut

Anak-anak rambutmu yang ramai
menyapu ke wajahku
dan hatikupun tersenyum.

Anak-anak rambut yang menutup keningmu
menggelikan mataku
dan jiwaku pun terpanggil.

Apa yang harus kulakukan, Yang?

Medan, 2 September 1994

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In my life I love them all

There are places I remember
All my life, though some have changed

Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain

All these places had their moments
With lovers and friends
I still can recall

Some are dead and some are living
In my life I've loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers
there is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new

Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before

I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more

Walt Whitman:

Are you the new person drawn toward me?
To begin with take warning,
I am surely far different
from what you suppose;
Do you suppose
you will find in me your ideal?
Do you think it is so easy
to have me become your lover?
Do you think the friendship of me
would be unalloy'd satisfaction?
Do you think I am trusty and faithful?
Do you see no further than this facade,
this smooth and tolerant manner of me?
Do you suppose yourself
advancing on real ground,
toward a real heroic man?
Have you no thought,
O dreamer, that it may be all maya,
illusion?