Beautiful Gravity

Just a little bit inspired by Rihanna's California King Bed, Princessa's I Wanna Live With You, and Endy Daniyanto's Closer. You know, 'inspired' means literally, I don't really write it as similar as those song lyrics, or maybe what I write is not related at all to those lyrics.

I ruined the rhyme because when I wrote this on my way to Masjid At-Tin to attend my coworkers' wedding and on my way home from there, I just thought to WRITE this. I pulled out everything from my mind, I didn't think of the rhyme.

Or maybe I just think to create original lines, no matter they rhyme or not.

Actually, I wonder whether it's a good thing to do in writing a poem. I'm not a registered nor certified poet, this is jut a hobby, so I don't really consider it. And the result is way different from real poet's work.

Things made by people who are passionate are usually much better than things made by people who only take it as hobby.

Taken from last line in one of my posts, I proudly present Beautiful Gravity. I want to see you hate it, so that there'll be some sarcasm comments here. I want to see you despise it because it's not related to the inspiration sources at all.

I want to see you hate it, because I've been hated for having the story in the poem HAPPENED.

I saw you standing in the rain

In a labyrinth of long loneliness

I looked through your empty eyes

Found a missing piece I've been searching

We had everyday by getting closer

I sang to you every rhyme you can hold on

You listened carefully just to see me happy

Our own universe was almost built perfectly

But still there's a door you close

And I'm not brave enough to unlock the key

While anyone against the world of you and me

I decided many times to run and leave you behind

I tried my best to spread my half wing and fly

But you always succeed pulling me back into your side

You saw me falling hard to the ground

I screamed and cried for anyone to help me out

You did nothing as if nothing happened

But once I got my strength back, you cheered me up

I am on my way understanding you

You're one step ahead believing me

Beautiful gravity, you grab me tight whenever I go

Erase every doubt of we're the one for each other

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Beautifluential

Beautifluential.

By looking at that word, you can tell that it's a unity of Beautiful and Influential. Yup, this is a word made by me. LOL. I have once made a word named Crushophobia in the early 2010, now I unconsciously made a new one. Of course, this one has different definition with Crushophobia. 

Beautifluential is, once again, beautiful and influential. It's a word I unite to describe a person who has good look and is smart, so that he/she can influence his/her surroundings. This kind of person is usually easy to idolize and admire, because he/she is like a role model. Everybody wants to be like him/her.

 beautifluential princess and prince

Indeed the case is ain't that easy. 

A beautifluential person is not always a totally nice person. He/she might be beautiful and smart, but how about his/her attitude and manner? It depends on each person and each person's opinion. Beautifluential I mention here is just to mention someone with good look and brilliance, I don't talk about manner and attitude. This person could be a jerk, a bitch, or anything hate-able. He/she might be adorable in a community, but in the others he/she is hated.   

Still, beautifluential person makes me envy.

Beautifluential can also be used to call a group consists of beautiful and influential people. They become a package of beautiful and influential when they are together. A couple also counts, when a handsome man and pretty woman look so fit together, their beauty collide, and the world dreams of them to be married. Everyone dreams of a partner like the beautifluential man and woman. Um...this case is in heterosexual couple.

Being beautifluential is not an easy thing. To be beautiful, you need to be very confident. If there are wrong things you feel in your appearance, you must change it until you believe you are beautiful. To be smart, you need to learn much lessons. Not only academically, but also by talking with people, reading situations and conditions, analyzing problems, and finding solutions to every dead-end. I bet, beautifluential people are tough people.

Let's be beautifluential and rock the world!

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First Poem in 2012

I wrote the first poem in this year. Some days ago, yes, but I just publish it today. Anyway my mood is bad because of some kinda jealousy, so I'm not gonna talk too much.

This poem is titled 'Broken in Blue'. It's about someone you know as a distant person, like introvert, but you can see that deep inside this person is just afraid to be tied into people because it will hurt this person. As you see this person through, you find truth, you're drowning in love with this person. 

Love it? Hate it?

Yőυ sit there alone
Befriend with loneliness
Creating a world
Of colors and numbers

Yőυ hit the buttons
Moving like-real pictures
Humming lyrics
With melodies through lips

Cold, distant, resistant
Build yoυя own paradise
Scratching wounds
With sentences yőυ speak

Untouchable in disguise
The image of yoυя door
But I can see truth
I can see right through

Afraid of involvement
Scared of getting hurt
Resist not to fall
That's what yőυ are

I see the broken yőυ
The ice mountain in blue
I freeze, fall for yőυ
A beauty that is true

Oh, before I forget, I wrote the words a bit inspired by a song composed by me and my friends, Love You At Your Worst, which has simple words and sentences in its lyrics, so I wrote this poem with only few words in each line.

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Close To You

I wrote a poem in Saturday. I've already got the idea since few days before, but as usual I want to put much words herein. There was a lesson worth learned when I wrote this poem.

Art is about beauty.

 

When we compose something, either it's poem, song, or even a story, we are allowed to put everything we want inside. But we may not forget the beauty factor. Without it, our work would not be art. We can't be selfish by putting a phrase over and over again just to show the world that we compose a song for someone, for example. Like what I did, I meant to write the poem for someone by putting one phrase over and over again but in the end I didn't feel satisfied. I felt something was wrong with my poem, with too much repeated phrase. 

We can't put repeated phrase in a poem, it will ruin the content. But in song lyrics, it's a different matter. The point is how to create a beautiful work so that people, and ourselves, can consider it as 'art'. For example, I wrote a poem for a man with blue eyes, so I put 'blue eyes' to show that it's for him like this:

 

He's beautiful with those blue eyes

But he acts as cold as ice 

 

Then at the next line I write:

  

His blue eyes captivate me

I have nowhere else to see

Repeated phrase like that will ruin the beauty of a poem, in my humble opinion. Because after I wrote the first version of my poem then I read it, I felt like I messed it up. And until I replaced the repeated phrase, I wasn't satisfied.

 

Well, I said too much. Here is the poem. It's actually titled 'Close' because 'Close To You' is like an old song title, but I just want to title this post like that.

Yőυ've been where I always be
Like I'm a seed and yőυ're the bee
Never realized until I see
Yőυ appear right before mξ

Just like sunshine after the rain
Yőυ open ♏y eyes when yőυ stand
Like a heartbeat this Ľovε grows strong
To yőυ, a home where I belong

I want to stay close to yőυ forever
Cause it's something I rule
Everyday getting closer and closer
To a creature so beautiful
No one else can do it like mξ
So yőυ know that wε're meant to be

Leaves are falling to the ground
The way this world goes round
As ♏y heart keeps calling yőυ out
The way ♏y name is what yőυ shout

I can be the one for yőυ
And it's the greatest thing I  do
I can call yőυ the one for mξ
Together wε make the universe see

Be who yőυ are, don't go too far
I will never leave yőυ alone
Whenever yőυ're lost in yoυя way
I'll come to keep yőυ safe and sound

♏y destiny is to be with yőυ
I am written to stay close to yőυ

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(The Way) You Are

Yesterday I left my book at office. I should have studied for bar exam by working on those problems, but I left the book. So last night I just read Criminal Procedural Code and memorizing trial periods. But who can stand such a situation? I ended up writing a poem I've been wanting to write since last week.  

So I had a conversation with my friend, about a mysterious beautiful person. We chat until we reached a point of what I would do to this person if he wants to be with me in such a mysterious condition. I said I don't matter as long as he's doing the best for himself, for us, and he's doing it for good. As long as he treats me right and loves me the way I deserve, I'm okay with that.

Then I came up with this poem. 

Wε're sitting on a table for two
I spend ♏y time questioning yőυ
Yőυ just laugh and smile at Мξ
Leaving Мξ with a big mystery

I am wondering forever
About who yőυ are, what yőυ like
How yőυ do and who yőυ Ľovε
And still I can't find any answers

Yőυ're an unsolved math equation
Uncompounded puzzle pieces
I'm not good enough to finish yőυ
But everyday I let yőυ know
That yőυ're beautiful the way yőυ are
So yőυ don't have to go so far

If yőυ turn yoυя heart around
Yőυ know yőυ'll always have Мξ found
Yőυ can trust Мξ all the time
Don't think that I'll leave yőυ behind

Yőυ're a treasure I've been searching
Beside yőυ I'm brightly shining
Believe that wε're made for each other
'Cause only with Мξ yőυ do better

The way yőυ are is wonderful
Everyday I learn to Ľovε yőυ like a fool
A picture perfect, that's yőυ and Мξ
Drawn by God so the world can see

Look at Мξ and change yoυя mind
Fall for Мξ and be mine
I'll Ľovε yőu for every piece yőυ have
In every second of yoυя life

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The One

Last Friday I was some kinda inspired by someone who's so beautiful and amazing, so I got an idea to write a poem titled The One. But since there were things happened, I didn't get the words right away. I don't know why I finally wrote this in Saturday morning when I woke up, right still on my bed.

This poem is about finding a beautiful person, but you never knew that this person is beautiful until you two finally met. And then things changed, you two get closer, your relationship is getting mutual, and you find this person is like equal to you. Perfect for you. And you feel like you're also perfect for this person. The beauty of you two blend in a perfect picture. You're perfect, this person is perfect, and you two collide.

Here it is.


Never knew yőυ're beautiful
Never knew yőυ're wonderful
Everything has changed
I breathe in, I breathe out

Yőυ shine as bright as sun
I shine bright beside yőυ
Wε are two perfections collide
Nothing can break us apart

Say yőυ're the one
I call yőυ the one
Heaven whispers quietly
That yőυ're the one for Мξ

Don't yőυ clearly see
That wε were meant to be?
How wε're captured perfectly
Together, yőυ and Мξ?

Yőυ stay forever in ♏y heart
I tell yőυ every day and night
Nobody can do it like us
Wε belong for the rest of our lives

Again, I wish I wrote a song with these words as the lyrics.

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Being Special

I watched a TV commercial someday. Inside, there was such a dialog:
A: Why am I not like everyone else?
B: Why should you be like everyone else?

Very wise. But then I think again about the dialog, I keep questioning myself the same thing, and answer myself with the same thing, until I find a new answer.

Because people always like 'everyone else.'

I have always prove it. People always like 'everyone else.' When you're unlike everyone else, you're special, people do adore you. Yes, they adore you, respect you, shower you with compliments, and else. But, they don't love you. They don't choose you. They are afraid of you. Afraid of your specialty. Your brilliance. Your elegance. Your beauty. Your domination.

So, is it bad becoming unlike everyone else? Is it a sin to be better than everyone else? Is it not allowed to be special, like extraordinary?

NO.

You, special people, all you have to do is take and enjoy every compliment and admiration you get from ordinary people. If they don't love you, they don't choose you, then go ahead! You always and always deserve better place than you think ordinary people can give. Because there's always a special place for special people.

Never ever stop being special, and don't stop believing that you'll find the special place.

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