the end of my song

and now, the end is near; and so i face the final curtain.
my friends, i’ll say it clear, i’ll state my case, of which i’m certain.
i’ve lived a life that’s full. i’ve traveled each and every highway;
and more, much more than this, i did it my way.

regrets, i’ve had a few; but then again, too few to mention.
i did what i had to do and saw it through without exemption.
i planned each charted course; each careful step along the byway,
but more, much more than this, i did it my way.

yes, there were times, i’m sure you knew
when i bit off more than i could chew.

kosong

sendiri, kuhitung dinding dengan sudut-sudutnya,
di sana, terbentang meja dan kursi sofa yang empuk —kosong dan dingin,
terpampang lukisan-lukisan indah —tanpa pengagum, diam membisu,
di depan, berjajar meja dan lemari —berdiri kaku,
aku, berbaring di sini, menulis,
ranjang luas ini terasa lembut dan hangat berselimut,
tapi kosong dan sepi..
kamar ini, kosong dan sepi..
hati ini, kosong dan sepi..

Cimahi, 21/09/06

day 2 #2

the ground slope,
neddle pine trees surround
the chattering tools, —furnish around
day still high,
    rest inside
        a break, asleep ...

Cimahi, 19/09/06

day 2

i sit in front of the monitor
       watching
           listening
               darkness
                   silence
awaken —in front of the monitor

Cimahi, 19/09/06