I used to love poetry soo much and this is one of my most favorite poetry. So, here it is.. Sapardi Djoko Damono - Aku Ingin by Gyanda Agtyani. Music by: Tohpati - Sendiri. Enjoy!
Please DON’T!
Hi Mommy!
I am only 3/4 of an inch long,
But I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it,
I wave my arms and legs.
The sound of your heart beat
Is my favorite lullaby.
Month Two.
Mommy,
Today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
You could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I’m not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.
Month Three.
You know what Mommy,
I’m a boy!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don’t like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too,
And I cry with you even though
You can’t hear me.
Month Four.
Mommy,
My hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
But I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
And stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.
Month Five.
You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I’m not a baby.
I am a baby, Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what’s abortion?
Month Six.
I can hear that doctor again.
I don’t like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can’t get away from it!
Mommy! Help me!
Month Seven.
Mommy,
I am okay.
I am in Jesus’s arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn’t you want me, Mommy?
Every abortion is just…
One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.
If you’re against Abortion, please re-blog.
(Via Broadcast Message)
Ps: Me, Myself and I are struggling against my sickness and wishing for a MIRACLE just to have a baby someday. So, for you Girls out there who blessed with a baby on your “Uterus”, please don’t do such thing called Abortion. PLEASE DON’T :)
I’m an expert of making Origami. Hey, Sir. Still You keep that little-purple-origami with Your name on it? Well, I bet you don’t. Consider it’s a waste :)
Been watching this Thai Insurance commercial for many times but i still can’t hold the tears. It’s effin’ sad and touchy. In fact, I’m a daddy’s princess :’)
Dhitya Anindhitya. Sahabat sejak lahir. Yah, walaupun dia selalu berharap untuk lebih dari sekedar Sahabat (kabur takut ditimpuk Doc Marten). Sahabat yang jauh dari kata mesra. Penuh dengan kata-kata kasar dan caci maki yang tidak layak tayang.
Pagi ini saat gw melakukan ritual pagi (baca: buang air besar), iseng melihat kembali wall-to-wall kami di Facebook. Dan lagi-lagi penuh dengan kata-kata kasar. Tapi diantara wall-wall kasar itu, ditemukanlah beberapa wall mesra yang mungkin cenderung menjijikkan buat kalian.
Dhitya Anindhitya - Gyanda Indah Kartika Agtyani:
Woi. Dilarang mewek. Ada gue, nyet.. Gue bisa nyetok seribu bunga mawar warna bisa custom. Gue taro mulai dr kasur loe smpe ke kampus.. Santaii.. Gue setia mencintai elo dengan segala bentuk celana dalem renda2x ataupun daster bolong yg slalu setia di bdan loe. Hehe2x! Intinya, kalo ada 1 yg gugur, cari lagiiiii… Tp ati2x, jgn smpe dapet yang kayak …. (Pembahasan slanjutnya di YM. Sorry, gays guys, ini private area ceritanya)
Gyanda Indah Kartika Agtyani - Dhitya Anindhitya:
oh, my lovely doggy shitty kampreto pacar..
walaupun celana dalam ku bolong, bh ku tdk diganti sebulan, muka bangun tidurku yg mahadaya.. mahadaya lah pokoknyaa, daster ku compang camping cm lo yg setia menjadi pacar ku sejak lahir.
hehhehehe. doakan sajaa gugur 1 tumbuh seribu. jangan gugur 1 hutan gundull..
Dhitya Anindhitya - Gyanda Indah Kartika Agtyani:
I miss our lost-in-pasar-grogol-moment :)
Gyanda Indah Kartika Agtyani - Dhitya Anindhitya:
I miss our puter-balik-time taa.. hahaa. as always.
Dhitya Anindhitya - Gyanda Indah Katika Agtyani:
Kepindahan grogol ke jagakarsa akan mengakibatkan :
1.Gue ngga bs lg kalo bt 5mnit kmudian lgsg nympe rumah loe.
2.Gue ngga bs lg nungguin loe dandan buat mlm mgguan.
3.Slamat tinggal nasi goreng sahabat dan steak n shake.
4.Ngga bs lg naik sepeda oldskool dgn kranjang peot di depannya buat anter elo nyalon.
…5.Ngga bs pagi2x nyamperin loe cuma sekedar lewat setelah gue dr pasar grogol.
6.Kalo gue ke xgraphic,ngga ada lg yg bs gue tumpangin rumahnya.
7.Warung depan rumah loe akan kehilangan pelanggan aqua gelas dingin.
8.Ngga ada lg adegan buru2x ganti clana panjang tiap mau pulang,supaya elo blh masuk rumah.
9.Gue bakal butuh lebih dr sekedar ojek buat nyampe jagakarsa.
10.Donna kehilangan sumber gossipnya.
11.Grogol kehilangan ratu seksinya
Gi…I think I miss u already :(
Well, i hate to say this. But, i love you so much my chuni. Thanks for always be here, there, and everywhere :)
ps: i write this post on the toilete seat. that shows how close the relation between you and toilet taa. LOL!
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It’s not what I feel for you; it’s what I don’t feel for anyone but YOU.”
— Unknown
Brain vs Heart
Brain: There's no more light, here. Can't you see?
Heart: I see it clearly.
Brain: So, what the hell are you doing here? Find another room!
Heart: I will. Soon. But, may I stay here for a while? I still love the darkness.
Currently miss this room so much. Well, not just the room I guess. The whole memories.
