tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667910032630927932023-11-16T22:13:55.201+07:00I just don't Want to lose This...Keep them longer, 'cause sometimes they wear out from my mind...Tola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.comBlogger43125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-81722572572291630182016-08-15T01:00:00.001+07:002016-08-15T01:00:09.089+07:00"segala sesuatu ada harganya"Tiap orang harus melakukan sesuatu untuk bertahan dan itu ada harganya<br />
dan tiap orang telah diajar bahwa bekerja untuk kepentingan diri sendiri dianggap tamak, terkhusus jika terlalu kentara<br />
Hanya saja..<br />
Hampir semua orang telah berbuat dengan prinsip "for the greater good"<br />
walau, sebenarnya, lebih tepat dengan "for the greater interest"..<br />
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Kita telah berbuat dengan mengorbankan diri -- apa pun yang kita punya<br />
dan kita menganggap diri kita, jika hanya seorang diri, tidaklah pantas untuk hidup..<br />
Maka kita berusaha memosisikan diri pada kepentingan yang lebih besar, supaya kepentingan seorang dimaklumkan.<br />
Kepentingan itu, adalah modal..<br />
dan modal yang dianggap besar sekarang adalah uang..<br />
Padahal uang tidak bisa mencapai "The Greater Good"<br />
dan ketamakan menjadi bias..<br />
Tetapi kita terus membayar, terus berkorban..<br />
Melepaskan diri sendiri..<br />
Melepaskan diri dari kemanusiaan..<br />
dan kita menjadi uang.<br />
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Begitu juga Bumi, sebagai representasi kehidupan kita.<br />
Bumi telah menjadi uang.. dan dia sekaratTola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-42009091298662250902016-04-02T07:00:00.000+07:002016-04-15T16:43:19.721+07:00Tugu Jogja Station - on second day of April<div dir="ltr">
Perons that I was seeing after I stepped out from my train</div>
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Tola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-13669141244450425112016-04-01T16:22:00.000+07:002016-04-15T16:33:27.817+07:00Preparing Kick Off Agency<div dir="ltr">
Sinar Mas Insurance held an event in order to honor its agents for giving them a lot of businesses. (Not all of them were ready to take a photo :p)</div>
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Tola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-77448822250273746162016-03-25T20:20:00.000+07:002016-04-15T16:01:30.380+07:00Good Friday 2016 - at GKI Kwitang<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Tola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-26371570653340750462016-03-20T19:04:00.000+07:002016-04-15T15:26:39.531+07:00Golf Hole 15 on March 20, 2016 - Sentul Highland<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Tola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-54866345775778227562015-07-25T23:30:00.001+07:002016-04-15T15:48:50.386+07:00Sang "aku" dan sang "asing"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Jauh di dalam diri, kita merindukan sosok diri sendiri.. mmm.. sosok sang "ada".. sang "aku".. yang seakan akan hilang ketika kita datang dalam kemasyarakatan. Kita tersesat, tidak bisa melihat lagi karna yang ada.. yang terlihat adalah orang lain.. ini juga disebabkan oleh karena masyarakat menuntut untuk melihat orang lain.. meniru para saudari/a dalam pencarian diri.. mengamati orang lain untuk mencari perbedaan.. untuk menjadi yang berbeda.. seperti mereka juga melakukan hal yang sama.. kita semua melakukan hal yang sama..<br />
Kita ingin menjadi yang berbeda..<br />
Sia sia..<br />
Mencari di antara kawanan yang tersesat..<br />
Semakin kita mencari perbedaan diri di dalam kemasyarakatan semakin kita tersesat.. sama seperti masyarakat yang tersesat..<br />
Sia sia...<br />
Ya, beberapa orang tau.. tetapi beberapa lainnya tidak..<br />
Kemudian mereka yang frustasi memaksa untuk meniadakan beberapa bagian masyarakat secara radikal.. supaya mereka bisa mendeklarasikan ke"aku"annya ketika tidak ada yang lain.. tidak ada saudara... sebagai sang asing..<br />
...Tola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-35141667027918342202013-11-18T15:10:00.000+07:002013-11-18T15:15:45.470+07:00Waktu Menuju Rumah...Kau terus mengamatinya... Semuanya...<br />
Petang ini orang-orang buru-buru berjalan<br />
Lalu-lalang... <br />
Puluhan muka berbisisk,<br />
'Waktu menuju rumah!'<br />
<br />
Bangku taman ini berembun<br />
sebuah bangku ukir antik<br />
disanding lampu tiang temaram.<br />
kau...<br />
mengelap basah kayu...<br />
<br />
Sebutir meleleh juga di dada...<br />
<br />
Dedaunan berpilin dalam udara...<br />
Sisiran angin malam telah singgah... Petangmu ini.<br />
Getar alirnya begitu beku; <br />
beku ronakan pipimu<br />
Angin yang air<br />
Basahkan bisikan... milikmu,<br />
'waktu menuju... rumah?'Tola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-10151868131017976992013-02-20T14:28:00.000+07:002013-02-21T14:30:20.808+07:00Leaving InvitationI said, the cloud!<br />
It is almost gone.<br />
we have been waiting for too long.<br />
I'm afraid you are getting bored.<br />
Please, your hand needs only to hold<br />
my hand which have been stretched out.<br />
Then, let's take a step and move on...<br />
Please, let's go...Tola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-51260897138140286742013-02-02T15:46:00.001+07:002013-02-02T15:46:24.351+07:00A Cheery Lady<br />
At… that time,<br />
the night was walking toward me<br />
while the day was sleepily waving<br />
thus, I gave him a kiss,<br />
“goodnight, have a nice dream…”<br />
Then I came again,<br />
In passion,<br />
embracing the night…<br />
I will always remember how lovely it is…<br />
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On that mountain, a higher place,<br />
she was so cheery and never stop whispering.<br />
What she said was all about beauty.<br />
These were done at a time.<br />
Below, there was a town, she showed me<br />
as there were numerous gems which were gleaming.<br />
What was that like, those road and traffic?<br />
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I could not hold it,<br />
whenever she smiled...<br />
As if a breeze pumped out through my veins,<br />
It relaxed a soul and gave peace.<br />
I knew it, the air flowed from the sky!<br />
And she said,<br />
“I will accompany,<br />
in your journey<br />
to those road and traffic.”<br />
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Tola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-10684001926823531192013-01-15T12:00:00.000+07:002013-01-15T14:30:55.598+07:00A GlanceAt first, yes!<br />
It felt like hell<br />
'cause everything spun over my head!<br />
How could you not be aware?<br />
Let it fell -- your incense --<br />
burned and drew this scar on my hand.<br />
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<i>(Sigh...)</i><br />
<br />
But now it has been a while.<br />
Time has kindly refined.<br />
It feels pain no more inside.<br />
Just like a rainbow comes after a rain.<br />
Now it's several times easier to forgive...<br />
Yet, when you are there, my heart turns shy...Tola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-78531739883215217122013-01-14T23:45:00.003+07:002013-01-15T00:03:48.431+07:00Morning!<br />
<span style="font-size: large;">When the night had been overwhelmed by a nightmare!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"> he gave a usual cue on my stage to declare:</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"> that our early birds needed audience to share.</span>Tola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-64200906885373917092012-12-25T21:54:00.000+07:002012-12-26T22:34:32.103+07:00Christmas 2012 VacationI have already posted these pictures in my FB account. Yet these ones are my favorites.<br />
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<br />Tola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com0Surakarta, Indonesia-7.5666667 110.81666670000004-7.6919112 110.65530520000004 -7.4414222 110.97802820000004tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-29165573991772730642012-12-15T21:56:00.001+07:002012-12-22T10:14:18.288+07:00A Blessing<br />
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Was that spring – the time of colored flower?<br />
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Then why did the clouds let the light prosy?<br />
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As your face being buried in cower,<br />
<br />
your slithering hair was never dozy.<br />
<br />
In a savanna you may call I was.<br />
<br />
Watching over it, waiting The Behind,<br />
<br />
like a lion hidden in the bush, twas<br />
<br />
your face, all was your face, merely in mind!<br />
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And forever I had been expecting.<br />
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Till, I was swallowed for whole in weary.<br />
<br />
But I would never give up. Kept waiting…<br />
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Then, Ah! With your very eyes you saw me!?<br />
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It seemed the light was getting brighter, now.<br />
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Good Lord! You were smiling! So, let endow!</div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="line-height: 115%;">“I guess there is more Bellflower in the field”</span></i></span></div>
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Tola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-90263846469966016852012-10-26T22:32:00.000+07:002012-10-29T16:33:31.880+07:00Rapalan di ataas Bukit : Bagian I<br />Di bawah matahari yang membuta<br />tak ada yang tak kering di atas. <br /><br />Seorang lelaki dan wanita<br />kering pula mereka, <br />dan tak ada yang lebih kering dari mereka<br /><br />(jika kau melihat kerut jiwanya)<br /><br />mereka berada, mereka berjalan<br />lama, sendrian di atas bukit gersang.<br /><br />terdapat lingga batu, tahulah mereka:<br />"inilah tujuannya," kata sang pria<br /><br />"marilah kita lakukan," sahut sang wanita<br /><br /> : Bagian II<br /><br />Bersama-sama mereka memulai: <br /><br /> "mari...<br /><br /> 1. Ne'ed, mahkluk buas yang sedih dan penyedih. Tetaplah kau sedih, seperti pada mulanya, saat ini, dan selama-lamanya. Sedihlah karena setiap kejahatanmu. Biarlah tak ada yang menebus. Dan biarkan sedihmu merayapi jiwa kami tetapi jangan terlalu dalam.<br /><br />(Datanglah, di bawah perintahku, Dengarkanlah, patuhi perintahku)<br /><br /><br /> 2. Ne'ed, pembisik - pembisik yang tidak benar. Perusak jiwa-jiwa. Penyeret malaikat-malaikat ke dalam genangan hampa. Gesekan-gesekan angin malam pembeku sanubari, lingkupi kami tetapi jangan telan.<br /><br />(Datanglah, di bawah perintahku, Dengarkanlah, patuhi perintahku)<br /><br /><br /> 3. Ne'ed, kau yang dibenci iblis dan diratapi para dewa. Si kambing hitam yang rakus dan kasar. Tabiat tercela di setiap bagian kehidupan. Biarlah kau selalu dijauhkan dan diasingkan, hanya dengan begitu kau bisa lebih dekat. Datangi kami, tetapi jangan peras kami.<br /><br />(Datanglah, di bawah perintahku, Dengarkanlah, patuhi perintahku)<br /><br /><br /> 4. Ne'ed, telah dikurung lebih dari seribu hari dan tetaplah begitu. Teruslah tak berpengharapan karena kau sudah dikecewakannya. Kau tak akan pernah dilepaskan dan diberi pengampunan. Kau harapan kami tetapi jangan kecewakan.<br /><br />(Datanglah, di bawah perintahku, Dengarkanlah, patuhi perintahku)<br /><br /><br /> 5. Ne'ed, dibawah kutuk dan pembawa kutuk. Terkutuklah kau karena mengutuki segala. Kata-kata hitam beterbangan bagai kelelawar malam. Kutuki musuh kami tetapi jangan diri kami sendiri.<br /><br />(Datanglah, di bawah perintahku, Dengarkanlah, patuhi perintahku)<br /><br /><br /> 6. Ne'ed, dalam alam kertakan gigi kau tinggal. Di tengah jeritan-jeritan jiwa membentang sampai cakrawala merah. Perlihatkan kami alam itu tetapi janganlah masukkan kami.<br /><br />(Datanglah, di bawah perintahku, Dengarkanlah, patuhi perintahku)<br /><br /><br /> 7. Ne'ed, hasrat-hasrat pertama, yang pernah dicintai dan dibanggakan. Biarkan kami bangga terhadapmu tetapi janganlah kami mencintaimu.<br /><br />(Datanglah, di bawah perintahku, Dengarkanlah, patuhi perintahku)<br /><br /> ...<br /><br /> : Bagian III<br />Oleh rapalan di atas bukit: <br /> muncul, <br /> Ne'ed, yang namanya disesuaikan dengan sifatnya,<br /> Sang legenda ketakutan,<br /> Ia yang tak boleh diketahui,<br /> yang harus disembunyikan,<br /> ...<br /> yang tak ada seorang hidup... pernah melihat."<br /><br /><br /> : Catatan...<br /> Rapalan di Atas Bukit,<br /> Hari, tanggal dan tahun tak boleh disebutkan.<br /> Tertanda: seorang yang pernah tersesat dalam alam "Bersarkh"...Tola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-39938084735888514442012-07-17T18:59:00.000+07:002012-07-17T18:59:00.440+07:00A Lovely RoomFor twenty days she had not slept because<br />her little cute boy had been getting cold.<br /><br />For the whole twenty four hours, she nursed him<br />and watched his pale face drawing pain.<br /><br />Inside his room she brought two towels<br />which were used to compress his sickness.<br /><br />Finally, the day the boy became conscious<br />came to the mother and gave her happiness.<br /><br />For twenty days she had not slept because<br />her little cute boy had been getting cold.<br /><br />The little boy opened his eye lids as he woke up <br />and watched over his whole lovely room.<br /><br />At last, his eyes met his mother eyes.<br />The mother smiled to him, and he smiled.<br /><br />He said, "Mother, what are you doing here?<br />Why don't you move and just clean this room?"Tola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-85772275144414251842012-07-16T19:07:00.000+07:002012-07-17T11:34:12.820+07:00Edelweiss Listen to me, O Maiden of the Cold World,<br /> The one who bears a seed of my heart.<br /> The ruler of The Moon and of The Sun,<br /> From miles-to-miles, I've been looking for your herb.<br /> <br /> I have seen hundreds colorful flowers<br /> but none of them has the elixir of life.<br /> It's only for you my soul ready to suffer,<br /> O Princess, ordained by The God itself.<br /> <br /> If I am allowed to say a word: that:<br /> Beyond any beautiful song you are.<br /> Thus, let my blood sing a song about you<br /> when your breath slices my neck.<br /><br /> You are my kingdom, O my Edel!<br /> Your pistil is where I lay my heart in.<br /> I have seven souls, but they'll become one<br /> as I stride through your grass<br /> <br /> You are the one who never leaves me.<br /> whenever the cold air eats me<br /> a soft fragrance which saves my life<br /> flows tenderly between the thousand stars.<br /><br /><br /><br />(O Edelweiss, you are the simplest one<br />You are the image of God;<br />O Edelweiss, you are the purest one<br />You are always in my heart;)Tola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-87478828275218676192012-07-07T19:27:00.000+07:002012-07-07T20:16:34.782+07:00Beginning...O Dear, I've been looking for you<br />
since the sun was on the far west.<br />
Why do you left me so soon<br />
and left this emptiness in my chest<br />
<br />
In this Crepuscule Town<br />
I've been calling your name<br />
I've been running through<br />
I've been trying to hide<br />
from something I do not know<br />
Surrounded by this orange air<br />
<br />
And I, will never be ready to<br />
overcome this selfishness of yours.<br />
How do I keep standing under the moon<br />
If my fire place loses its source.<br />
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But, Oh, finally come the moon<br />
the light freeze any tears.<br />
Yet still you don't give any sound.<br />
Like a broken glass my hope is<br />
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In the end of the town<br />
white cold mist has come<br />
and surrounded my sight.<br />
You are walking through<br />
and smile through my mind.<br />
How could I do?<br />
<br />
If I'm losing you...<br />
Tola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-32808213484456332182012-05-24T23:48:00.000+07:002012-05-24T23:48:04.658+07:00Menyetel CelloDi bawah cahaya kuning lembut lampu<br />seorang pria menyetel sebuah cello.<br /><br />Satu persatu ia memetik dua nada tiap senar.<br />"Sudah seperti ini kiranya," dia mengambil penggeseknya.<br /><br />Ia bernafas dalam dua belas ketukan,<br />dan selain nafasnya<br />yang terdengar hanyalah jangkrik di kejauhan.<br /><br />Senar ke-empat disentuh perlahan.<br />Seketika mengertilah ia <br />bila jendela di belakangnya dibelai angin.<br /><br />Berderit-derit perlahan samar-samar<br />diperhatikannya selama delapan ketuk.<br /><br />Angin yang lain menyusuri rumput-rumput<br />gelap ditutup bayang-bayang malam.<br /><br />jikalau kau sadar, kau ternyata tak mendengar<br />suara jangkrik lagi, tak ada menderik.<br /><br />Secara pasti, suhu menurun tajam!<br />Angin angin menggila!<br />Meraung-raung -- mendera-dera<br />seperti Naga mereka melata!<br /><br />Rumah rumah membeku...<br />Kaca jendela berkeriut..<br />Jalanan di desa dipenuhi lampu-lampu gantung<br />Pecah! Pecah! Pecah!<br />Suram seketika...<br /><br />Menuju hutan, angin-angin melilit dahan<br />membelah batu dan tanah...<br /><br />Ikan-ikan di danau sembunyi<br />ketakutanlah mereka dalam liang<br />Oh, sayang, mati juga mereka!<br />Danau beku, beserta gelapnya...<br /><br />Sudah tiada lagi di darat<br /><br />melesat ke atas angin-angin malam<br />merobek awan-awan gelap<br />melepaskan Sang Ratu Putih<br /><br />Dengan satu perintah!<br />Kepada angin, anak-anak buahnya!<br />Bekulah malam itu...<br /><br />Malam abadi...<br /><br />Sunyi...<br /><br />Hanya Sang Ratu bertahta atas awan hitam<br />dikelilingi angin dingin<br /><br />Sunyi...<br /><br />Dingin...<br /><br />Gelap di dalam rumah...<br /><br />Sang bocah membuka mata<br />gemetaran...<br />untunglah hanya mimpi...<br /><br />Ia turun dari kasurnya,<br />melangkah ke tangga yang menuju lantai dasar.<br />Sialnya ruangan itu gelap.<br />Lilin sudah mati, kena angin tampaknya.<br />Angin!!??<br /><br />Si bocah gemetaran teringat itu...<br />"Tapi sudahlah itu hanya mimpi,<br />mungkin aku akan tidur bersama ayahku"<br /><br />perlahan-lahan ia menuruni tangga<br />karena memang gelap<br /><br />sesampainya, <br />ia membuka pintu kamar ayah<br /><br />Tak ada ayah tidur di kasur.<br /><br />Hanya ada seorang wanita<br />jongkok di atas tiang kasur.<br />Gelap... <br /><br />Berkelebat!<br />Siluet!?<br />Kilatan!?<br />Raungan gila!!!<br /><br />Kereta api melaju kencang di atas rel<br />seratus lima puluh kilometer per jam tampaknya<br /><br />dan tergelincir...<br />Tak terkendali...<br />Bahkan tak menjadi pelan<br />ketika hampir sampai jurang<br /><br />Melayang...<br />tapi tak lama...<br />mulailah ia jatuh<br />dalam percepatan sepuluh satuan<br />tak ada yang menolong!<br />baja besar semakin cepat!<br />menuju karang di bawah!<br />hingga tinggal lima meter!<br />malaikat pun tak akan menjagainya...<br /><br />Kegelapan meredup dalam empat ketuk terakhir<br /><br />Sang pemain cello menghela napas<br /><br />berseringailah ia puas<br /><br />Menyetel cello-nya lagi...Tola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-32613888023421916002012-05-23T22:44:00.000+07:002013-01-15T14:33:34.090+07:00Lucky SandsDo you think that you are trapped in a box?<br />
Or do you think you are incapable to go anywhere?<br />
<br />
Hahaha...<br />
Just listen those sands under your feet!<br />
<br />
They are tickling your bare feet<br />
Are you not going to smile?<br />
<br />
You should smile! Like the dwarves say,<br />
"your big teeth are worth more than ten golden."<br />
<br />
D'ya see those nice little white sands?<br />
They do not have any leg, but ...<br />
D'ya see? They are going to explore the whole ocean!<br />
You should cheer up, Girl!<br />
<br />
Let's laugh together in this fine beach<br />
together with those sands<br />
Later we're going to say, "adieu!" for them<br />
At this sunset, a warm wave is going to pick them...<br />
<br />
Everything will be alright, we believe!Tola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-56323916423399824712012-05-22T23:55:00.000+07:002012-05-23T20:56:36.874+07:00Earlier Phase Before PlayingA purple lavender giggling at the rounded moon<br /> had been sitting and playing her feet on the roof;<br /> Her friends - some little fairy tones were sneaking into my room.<br />Tola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-38304480564558665702012-05-20T11:44:00.000+07:002012-05-20T12:16:13.863+07:00La! La~La! Matahari di atas awan <br />
Teruslah ia melompatinya <br />
Di atas gunung tertawa terang <br />
Berderak derak rambutnya senang <br />
Kena sinar girang hitam Galang <br />
<br />
Ikan ikan teri dalam air <br />
berlepasan lewat lobang jaring <br />
Senang di balik ombak berdesir <br />
Pulang ke rumah di depan tivi <br />
Tertawa mereka sambil ngopi <br />
<br />
--- <br />
<br />
di belakang pinus aku sembunyi<br />
mengintip gadis di pinggir sungai<br />
<br />
kakinya nan halus ia menari<br />
Melambung lembut ketika bernyanyi<br />
<br />
hinggaplah di lengannya burung pipit<br />
Dan gaunnya bagai embun pagi<br />
menyapu rumput yang hijau ini<br />
hingga tercipta seribu melodi<br />
<br />
La! Matahari di atas awan <br />
Teruslah ia melompatinya <br />
Di atas gunung tertawa terang <br />
Berderak derak rambutnya senang <br />
Kena sinar girang hitam GalangTola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-42410835482623506162012-05-18T15:16:00.003+07:002012-05-23T21:09:03.109+07:00A Bou<h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1,"tn":"K"}">
<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}" style="font-size: small;"> <span style="font-family: inherit; font-weight: normal;">A Bou is a Boy</span><b><br style="font-weight: normal;" /><span style="font-weight: normal;"> Bou loves Ball</span><br style="font-weight: normal;" /><span style="font-weight: normal;"> But for two days long</span><br style="font-weight: normal;" /><span style="font-weight: normal;"> has got cold</span><br style="font-weight: normal;" /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="font-weight: normal;"> He won't sleep, the Bou will playing<br /> with his ball Instead...</span></b></span></h6>Tola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-22410759321287026552012-03-23T09:04:00.002+07:002012-03-23T09:32:03.093+07:00A Path of A Wood #2A dot of light had been left behind<br />
as I kept moving through the woods;<br />
There was a harsh feeling of being watched<br />
coming out from its twisting shading corner.<br />
<br />
No more light left on this watery eyes<br />
Kindly, those darkness invited me in<br />
So gently they pull my arms with a seductive lips<br />
Blinding down, the present was there, breathlessly<br />
<br />
A picture of a flower bed<br />
slowly appeared like a morning mist.<br />
A lovely image to be recalled<br />
my last minutes, may I be healed?<br />
<br />
The curtains were rolled up, <br />
showing it's dark bluish stage<br />
A new day, a dawn was on the skies<br />
I opened my eyes, drawing a relief endingTola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-55630238029708315402012-01-19T08:33:00.001+07:002012-01-19T10:27:59.943+07:00MotivesWhen everything turns out so undue<br />
When all brooks stop winding through woods<br />
<br />
What I want is to sing<br />
<br />
Let me sing... sing inside my little room<br />
<br />
until either the waves stop stroking a ship<br />
or all moss soften those red bricks<br />
<br />
Will the most crowded city change into a ghost town?<br />
And the wind of the white season replace the people?<br />
<br />
Your wallpaper has recolored into a soft gray<br />
seizing the lady's beads of light, a cry is going to happen<br />
<br />
Then, I will sing...<br />
Until you come for me...<br />
I will be still singing...Tola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1566791003263092793.post-84851596724888960362012-01-10T11:25:00.002+07:002012-01-10T11:40:10.408+07:00The Cry of The Crows At last, the day will come soon!<br />
The day of the promised ones<br />
is going to be fulfilled soon.<br />
And finally, our wings will be restored into white.<br />
<br />
For days, we have been so suffering<br />
and cursed hard along with the universe.<br />
With only carrion we must live<br />
But still these days are full of storms<br />
<br />
On deserts the death lurks in its sand<br />
but nothing we have ever found there.<br />
Those great pyramids which watch upon us<br />
seems keeping the most rotten ones.<br />
<br />
Once we were created with rainbow wings.<br />
But there is no rainbow anymore<br />
even after a falling downpour.<br />
The sky is black, black as our wings.<br />
<br />
At last, the day will come soon.<br />
The day of the promised ones<br />
is going to be fulfilled soon.<br />
Rejoice! Our wings will be restored into white.Tola Augusta Jufanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04881595540060384535noreply@blogger.com0