Malang, 08 Juni
2017
Did
you see the crimson skies today?
They
told you what should be told.
June rain came out of
the blue.
At first, it was so
soft,
light,
and calming like music.
Then, it became so
heavy,
hard,
and emotional,
like tears of a broken
soul.
I watched it fell by
the window and I saw...
how it soaked my lawn,
how it made everyone
in a rush,
how it muted the world,
how it made me lost...
in my own mind,
and took me away...
from my realm.
Then, suddenly the
rain stopped.
Everyone seemed so
happy,
Yet I’m not.
Is it over already?
my wandering journey.
I started to move away
from the window but...
something stopped me.
I looked up the skies
and realized,
crimson skies are up
above,
covering the earth
with warm color,
and giving light for
gloomy souls.
They tried to tell me
something silently.
Did you get it too?
It wasn’t about a good
bye.
It wasn’t about
destroyed hearts.
It was about a door,
that leads me to find
the way out,
from my endless wandering
journey.
Aren’t you tired of it?
Your own one?
Because I am exhausted
already,
and need to end it
soon.
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Crimson Skies taken from 4th floor of Utaka 87 East Jakarta in 2014 |
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