Sunday, November 15, 2009

A lone

His life is getting worse of lonely, worse of empty
even worse off at night time
he shouted and scared
gulped off of his room of emptyness

how he hates. himself of all
whose wishing a woman of mate

ev'ry threats in ev'ry corners. Even coming closer
within scares of waiting he whisper a name

he laiden down and shouted. Who's calling is it?
tiredly he wept: Mother! Mother!


Chairil Anwar
Februari 1943

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Letters

letters were written while tired candles blink
letters were written while whispering wind breezes
letters were written while ticking clocks tick-tacking
letters were written, words were whispering
wont fades wont disappear


surat-surat, 1971 - meditasi, abdul hadi wm [Indonesia]