Tag Puisi: puisi tentang menemukan arah

• Nada Dering di Tengah Siang

  Di tengah siang yang terik, nada dering berdering
  menggugah memori yang tersimpan dalam samar
  dentingnya mengalun di antara suara motor
  yang melaju di jalanan sepi tanpa sapa

  Seakan membawa kembali percakapan tak selesai
  dulu tertinggal di sudut waktu yang jauh
  sejenak terhenyak dalam perjalanan harian
  mengumpulkan serpihan yang pernah hilang

  Namun di sela detak jam yang terus berjalan
  ada arah baru yang perlahan terbuka
  di balik tirai jendela, motor tetap melintas
  menuntun langkah yang sempat tersesat

  1 July 2025

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• Flickering Streetlights

  We walked the streets, searching for a name
  that seemed to dance away from our grasp
  the map crumpled, a silent witness
  to our endless circling, under flickering lights

  The night air whispered secrets, unknown
  as if the wind carried tales of old
  we followed echoes, footsteps on cobblestones
  each turn a question, each pause a sigh

  In the distance, a lamp blinked, a hesitant guide
  casting gentle glows on our weary path
  we kept on, though doubts tugged at our sleeves
  the city a maze, a puzzle unsolved

  Yet in the heart of this endless wandering
  a light found us, unexpected and kind
  the address lost, but not the journey's gift
  a beacon discovered, where tiredness fades

  30 April 2025

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• Kipas dan Suara Magrib

  Kipas berputar, rambutku kering
  Aku mendengar adzan dari kejauhan
  Ragu mengendap di sela helaian

  Angin membawa bisik kehilangan
  Aku menyaksikan, tanpa suara
  Tersesat, namun kini tahu arah

  18 November 2024

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• A Map in the Living

  We spread the map on the floor, floor
  where the patterns of the rug, rug
  tell stories of wanderers lost, lost
  in search of a place not found.

  Your voice, an echo, echo
  in the silence of the walls, walls
  where whispers linger, linger
  like shadows of forgotten calls.

  The address slips away, away
  like sand through fingers, fingers
  and we stand with questions, questions
  left unanswered by the wind.

  Yet here we rest, rest
  on the woven tales, tales
  realizing that the heart, heart
  need not return to be whole.

  18 July 2020

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• Langkah di Tangga Kos

  Di tangga kos, jejak langkah meredup,
  suara kipas angin berdecit,
  mengantar pergi tanpa pamit.

  Kehilangan dalam bunyi yang samar,
  seperti ejaan nyaris salah,
  menemukan arah setelah tersesat.

  23 March 2018

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