puisi tentang menemukan keindahan
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The Squeaking Fan
After the laughter and the clinking glasses,
I stand by the window, watching,
The broom dances across the scattered leaves.A fan creaks, a whisper in the silence,
The night holds its breath,
While I listen to my own quiet thoughts.Among the broken twigs and crumpled paper,
A glimmer catches my eye, unexpected,
Beauty …
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Charger Cord and Water Bucket
In the dim room,
cord tangled around fingers,
as if weaving memories
that slip away.A bucket waits,
half-filled, reflecting
fractured moments,
like thoughts left behind.I fold the cord,
gentle, deliberate,
finding grace
in what's broken.
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Menunggu di Bawah Ketapang
di bawah ketapang tua, aku berdiri
mengamati daun-daun jatuh perlahan
seolah menari dalam angin yang lesu
langit menggantung awan mendung
membisikkan janji hujan yang tertunda
di seberang jalan, ojek datang dan pergi
meninggalkan jejak di aspal basahsesekali aku rindu pada ikatan
seperti ranting patah yang menunggu
untuk dipeluk kembali oleh pohon
tapi ada keindahan …
