Aku, secangkir kopi, dan perempuan itu

Aku, secangkir kopi, dan perempuan itu

Nafas itu terlihat berat
Menahan amarah dan luka
Tangannya menggenggam erat tanganku
Meninggalkan kelu di hatiku

Air matanya menetes
Dia tak setegar dulu
Diraihnya secangkir kopi
Matanya kembali kosong

Seberkas kekecewaan di matanya
Akan janji yang tlah teringkari
Tentang kisah tersembunyi
Merongrong batinnya

R.I.S

Nyanyian sore

Nyanyian sore

Senja menyapa
Langit berselimut hitam
Angin menusuk di setiap pori di kedua anak itu
Berlari menuju singgahnya

Peluh bercucuran di dahi anak anak itu
Peluh kebahagian, bermain hingga lepas senja
Mengubur asa dan cita
Menoreh batin yang teramat dalam
Akan hari itu...

Kepadanya adik itu bertanya dari mana asalnya
Kelu hati dirasa sang kakak
Menahan batin yang tak mampu ia jawab
Beranjak ia memeluk erat adiknya,
Bahwa ia berasal dari hati yang suci
Terlahir tanpa dosa...

R.I.S

9 a. m

9. am

`R.I.S`

I haven’t seen you, I haven’t known you yet but I can feel that your fingers are travelling to my body against my will. You’re touching me so gently, kissing me softly, and I can’t stop to figure out this feeling.

I can feel that your body is getting closer to me, again, it against my will. I’m thinking that you’re real figure that I can capture right now. But my lips are sealed when you’re coming; my eyes are tightly closed when you start kissing me, you have won this pleasure for me and I don’t want to end this journey.

Your hands now are in my belly, pushing me hardly, moving my body into the other side. I can’t feel your warm fingers anymore, I can’t feel how gently you kissing and bringing me into satisfaction. You speak sarcastically in my ears, about thing I don’t want to hear, about someone I don’t want to know more, but you keep telling me all the time. Your body has pressed me up; I am breathless, your hands hold my body tightly, I start to cry, begging to set me free but you keep pressing my body while your hands are travelling into inches of my body. Your voice is echoing in my ears, saying something that I don’t want to hear anymore, I’m crying, I’m begging you to set me free from this. I cry like a child asking for a warm hug and love. I can’t feel the pleasure that you had given me, it is hurtful in every minute you are travelling into my body.

Your hands are moving slowly far away from my body, now I can’t feel your fingers anymore or your voice echoing loudly in my ears. You’re gone.

My eyes start open, your hard fingers still remain in belly, it is hurtful, my tears haven’t dried yet, and I still remember every word that you told me. I wake up from the bed, standing against the mirror, touching my lips; the lips that you had kissed me but you left tears in my eyes for something I don’t understand. I am moving my hands touching my belly, now it feels so empty, I’m losing it…

Continued….