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forgiving always felt like the easy part to me, because who doesn’t want to be forgiven after making mistakes?

but then I remember

how heavy it once sat in my chest,

how many midnights my friends stayed up just to hold me together,

how some wounds don’t disappear… they just soften into lessons.

I learned that the hard way.

and strangely,

when the apology finally came,

it carried the kind of quiet I used to pray for: soft, steady, almost like feeling safe again.

I accepted it. I really did.

but I learned, too.

#forgiveness #poemsworld

sejujurnya, keheningan ini menjadi sesuatu yang bisa aku nikmati dan syukuri. pertanyaan yang ada dari penasaran mulai bermunculan:

“apakah ini yang dirasakan aman?”

namun, aku sedikit mengerti dan mencoba mengafirmasi diri, bahwa hati mungkin tidak butuh ditemani namun butuh pelukan dari diri.

bahwa bertumbuh tidak harus berasal dari rintangan, kebodohan, dan kesalahan. melainkan bisa dari kesendirian tanpa angan.

bahwa memprioritaskan diri sendiri belum tentu berarti bahagia? namun aman akan menunjukkan jalan suka ria?

bahwa nyaman bisa jadi bahaya dan kesendirian bisa jadi adalah kenikmatan?

#puisi #sajak #cinta #pengembangan diri #tulisan #sajak puisi #puisimalam

maka jika rangkaian cobaan ini adalah jawaban dari doaku dalam memberikan ampunan pada kedua orang tuaku maka mohon mudahkan lah aku dalam melangkah.

dan jika Engkau berkenan, jangan lupakan kebahagiaanku, mohon berikan hal-hal yang bisa menjadikan syukur selalu disadari, iringi dan temani setiap nafasku..

#puisi #doa

remanence-of-love

I hope, we will meet someone

someone who loves us without condition,

someone who stands with us in joy and in sorrow,

who walks every step longing only for the warmth of a future together.

Someone who, every morning they wake

and every night they rest,

whispers prayers for our well being.

Someone who gives us not only peaceful sleep,

but safe breath in every moment we live.

Aamiin.

#prayer

bagaimana nona?

bagaimana mudah sekali mulutmu mengucapkan kata terindah di dunia ini setelah perbuatan-perbuatanmu kepadaku yang buruk rupa, mata pun tak sudi melihatnya?

sengsara kah kau nona?

atau hanya sandiwara di panggung yang diisi oleh penonton-penonton tak tahu menahu apa yang sebetulnya terjadi di balik layar panggungmu?

betulkah cerita yang kau ucapkan itu nona?

atau hanyalah sebuah khayalan dalam imajinasimu yang terlalu liar bahwa kamu lah si pembaca skenario bawang putih oh naasnya benar benar menggambarkan bawang merah sesungguhnya?

oh nona, sampai kapan nona? kau berlindung pada hal-hal indah yang kau lukis demi panggungmu itu?

tidakkah kau takut nona? besarnya dunia ini masih ada Tuhan sang sutradara agung?

oh nona, aku bukanlah siapa siapa nona tak berarti di kemegahan panggungmu itu, silahkan lanjutkan pertunjukanmu. tidak perlu kau pedulikan aku ini.

aku akan diam di sini nona di kebun bungaku dan rumah cantik bersama dengan manusia-manusia tulus di sisiku. tidak usah khawatir.

tolong jangan usik ‘kenyataan’ yang aku punya dengan ‘kepalsuan’ itu nona.

sungguh, kebunku hanya ditumbuhi dengan bunga bahagia, nona. tidak ada bunga maruah yang bisa kuberikan kepadamu sebagai tanda selamat tinggalku.

#puisi

will stay quiet.

truth doesn’t rush

it simply lasts longer.

I don’t need to scream,

I chose silence.

Not just for me, but for everyone I care too.

I believe, soon, the paint of lies will fade with time.

Kindness and grace will win, and you know it.

#poems on tumblr #poemsworld #love #poetry

the guilt you carry drives you to seek

your surrounding’s approval,

though in the quiet of your heart you know

who the one truly wounded is.

#writing #writeblr

Dear Me,

I am so sorry you are going through this. What you are feeling, the unfairness, the rage, the constant anxiety, is not a flaw. It is a completely normal reaction to being hurt. It is not weakness. It is a wound.

You did not deserve what happened. You did not invite the lies, the harm, or the loss. Your body and mind are doing their best to protect you right now and that is why it feels so intense.

I see you. I am proud of you for surviving every day even when it feels unbearable. I am proud of you for still wanting to heal even through the pain.

I promise to keep being gentle with you. I will give you time. I will let the feelings move through without judging them. Little by little we will stitch ourselves back together.

With love,

Me

#self love #poetry #love #broke #shattered

You cheated not just on me, but on the truth we built, every promise you whispered was only an echo meant for someone else.

I am not jealous of her, I am disgusted with you. Because you chose to betray, not once, but a thousand. me, and the life you claimed you wanted.

So go back.

Go choke on the ashes, and call it love.

#love #poetry

The pain I feel right now, I pray it never finds you in your marriage. May your nights stay quiet, and your mornings untouched by betrayal, because this wound you carved in me is one I would not wish upon even you.

You did not only break me, you borrowed a piece of someone else’s world, a world you never built, yet dared to stain. And here I stand, bleeding for promises that were never meant to be mine.

So take your happiness, hold it close. But know this: every laugh you force, every kiss you steal, is built on the silence of my grief.

Still, I release you. For if karma is kind, you’ll taste your own medicine one day. But if mercy reaches you first, may you never feel the hell you left burning in my chest.

#love #poem

The deeper you love, the higher the expectation — It was never your fault, not even close.

#love #poetry #fault #relationship

Isn’t it strange? How tender the heart remains— to forgive a cruel wound at the sound of gentle lies, and let sweet words build bridges over ashes once burned.

#love #poetry #hurt #trust