Cinta Tak Kasat Mata

Hey, aku menemukannya permata tertimbun pasir air mata. Apa itu?

Tidak. Itu Kristal air mata, bukan permata.

Lalu mengapa begitu berkilau? Aku tak tahu.

Ia lantas membawanya ke maha guru.

Bukan nak, itu hayalanmu saja.

Itu hanya batu kerikil dalam tumpukan pasir.

Lalu ia mendatangi ibu.

Hanya beliau yang mengelus kepala dan membenarkan,” jangan pernah mendengarkan keindahan dari selain engkau. Percayalah pada dirimu sendiri”

Shei

Djakarta, Feb

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Love and Lust

I am swimming down the sea of lust, until I get lost.

My lover stands beyond my ear. I can’t hear.

The footsteps are far, away from my time.

I no longer see his beauty within.

The fragrance of his musky perfume distracts me.

I am a servant of lust.

I no longer behold the love.

What is love?

Shei
Djakarta, Feb

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I'm a Lost Lover

The intellectual is always showing off,

the lover is always getting lost.

The intellectual runs away.

afraid of drowning;

the whole business of love

is to drown in the sea.

Intellectuals plan their repose;

lovers are ashamed to rest.

The lover is always alone.

even surrounded by people;

like water and oil, he remains apart.

The man who goes to the trouble 

of giving advice to a lover

get nothing. He's mocked by passion.

Love is like musk. It attracts attention.

Love is a tree, and the lovers are its shade.

Kulliyat-e Shams, 21

Rumi

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Aku Pernah Mendengar

Aku pernah mendengar,

Ia yang sangat disukai, dan yang tidak.

Ia yang sangat banyak, dan yang sedikit.

Ia yang dipuja, dan yang ditindas.

Aku pernah mendengar,

Kearifan nun di seberang negri

Tak ayal menjadi mimpi seribu mimpi.

Karena tak pernah ada, arif di negri sendiri.

Shei
Djakarta, Feb

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