KATA SUNYI

CESI

Liukan sunyi berdentam seperti rasta dalam kesendirian.
Tak perlu kuhampar kertas dan kuasah pena malam ini.

biar engkau duhai sunyi,
menari dengan selendang maknamu
yang semoga dapat membelaiku hingga lelap ke hadirat

di rumah sungguh kata sunyi tak pernah sendiri.
bersama sungguh ia sungguh bersama liar menari.

liukan tubuhnya tajam mengundang karang bernama kukuh.
datanglah datang di terminal kedatanganmu.

gemuruh puisi meluku liku di batu waktu.

©Cesi C'est
21 August 2010
at 19:26




SHE
ELVIS COSTELLO

She
May be the face I can't forget
The trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay
She
May be the song that summer sings
May be the chill that autumn brings
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day

She
May be the beauty or the beast
May be the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell
She may be the mirror of my dreams
The smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell

She
Who always seems so happy in a crowd
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
No one's allowed to see them when they cry
She
May be the love that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows of the past
That I'll remember till the day I die

She
May be the reason I survive
The why and wherefore I'm alive
The one I'll care for through the rough in ready years
Me
I'll take her laughter and her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes I've got to be
The meaning of my life is

She
She, oh she