Perimeter Point Zero

When I used to look into your eyes, I see you constantly searching
I noticed that the shadow in you constantly wants to escape from whatever it is that your soul longs to run from
I know a little bit about your past but I know you only chose to share what you think I and everyone else can handle
I'm not too sure if you're being true to yourself but I often notice that you try
Around your friends - and I only know a few - I sometimes feel that you hold yourself back
Like you have walls around you
Maybe you like your space
Maybe there's only so much you want people to see
Or maybe you are overprotective about the tiny room you have for yourself
I may be wrong but I know you have so much on your mind
I don't think you're lost but you're definitely looking for something
I believe like everyone else, of course you're also looking for happiness
And I believe there's so much more in life that you want to achieve
I hope and pray that you find what you're looking for
That you find happiness in a place or in a person you believe you can be your true self with
You're vulnerable but you don't want people to see that
So be it anywhere, be it with anyone, I hope one day, you no longer have to escape
That you no longer feel the need to put on your mask and just be true to yourself

-PRK-

Eulogium

Tight as 9/11 - that's how shut my world was
Away from the abuses - verbal abuses as loud as the Krakatoa eruption
A destructive explosion enough to break every bone

Explode every blood vessels, and rip off every muscle from million miles away
"What's with the sporadic abuses?" I'd asked myself
Why so abrasive? Why so unkind?
Why am I scorned upon over the mistakes that were not mine?
Punished as I walk every Swedish mile; escaping from the remainder of my past
Until you make me fall in love with the defiance of anger
Spellbound by the thought of revenge, but it is not revengement that I delve for
It is a calumet of peace that I contrive - a contentment in life
Perhaps one day, having them read a poignant eulogy
Of a mutilated personage; shunned and left to trade zingers in solitary
The one who became noble and serene

Whose entries aren't about any pageant queen

A fiendish scream or a charlatan's scheme

-PRK-

Tewas

Lagaknya berani, bagai seorang pahlawan
Terkadang bongkak, lenyapkan kebaculan
Jijik sungguh, persis sorotan perzinahan
Khayalan yang gempita dilarut nistaan
Namun itu semua bayangan maya yang sepi
Kelancangannya ghaib bila dia sendiri
Tubuhnya gentar dibedil realiti
Jiwanya lemas ditindas fantasi
Kerna walaupun bingit, dia rasa bisu
Mulut terbuka, lidah terkedu
Di senjakala dia mula sendu
Cuba dileburkan, dia beradu
Namun gelap itu kekal
Terang itu terbatas
Andai si satria itu cekal
Mustahil dirinya dibiarkan tewas

-PRK-

Nafas

Jantungku berdegup pantas
Cubaku menghela nafas
Dan ku perhati gerak tari mu dicantas
Dan irama itu disudahi dengan pantas
Lalu lirikan di bibir mu berubah
Renungan mata mu rebah
Bagaikan dahan yang rapuh, tak pernah basah
Khayalan-khayalan mu mula gelisah
Seperti khusyuk dipermaikan
Diduakan jasad yang diraikan
Kemudiannya dijahanamkan segala ikatan
Cuma kerna masa lalu mu yang digelapkan
Yang tak bisa mereka terima
Tak bisa mereka simpan tanpa rela
Tetapi nafasmu masih dihela
Nafas yang tak mungkin segan diramas dunia
Kerna nafas kita satu
Kita sama, kau dan aku
Dan permainan ini tiada yang benar mahupun palsu
Semuanya sekadar puisi dan igauan lagu

-PRK-

In The Nightfall

Here in the nightfall I often wonder
If someday the moon is gone forever
No stars, no fireflies nor a proper measure of pleasure
Neither I, nor you would know the meaning of leisure
For here even the nightfall is as loud as the waves
Clapping, applauding from inside the grave
For even silence is deafening for the nave
The longer I tried to stay to my gaze
For here in the nightfall it's never idle
And my soul is baffled in the intertidal
The leash that binds me is always guileful
But for tomorrow in life, I'll shall fight this tidal

-PRK-

My Forefronters

And so I moved on with the strength
Neglected my weaknesses
Got up and then I penned
To study my own weaknesses
Stuck in the game
Believed I'd overcome my weaknesses
Walked straight through the rain
Let it wash away my weaknesses
But without them
I wouldn't know my best points
Always try to make more sense
Always try to be on point
And then they told me to shut down
Told me there's nothing left to coin
Nothing left to quote
Stay put and squash the groin
But then I asked myself again
Who's governing my cranium
Who's boss and who's the actual hero in my atrium
Who's going to be there besides myself and my family
Who's going to pen down my story once I've completed my journey?
So I ran the whole yard, sowing every seed
With a folded birthday card, I booked them one whole suite
To pursue happiness, to meet and greet
To cure my loneliness, I wrote letters to my unborn kid
As nothing good comes without the bad
Every night I lay in my bed
Believing I'm the good one with the greatest faith
And the courage that I won't regret
Though sometimes I'd fall apart
Sometimes I'd call a fart
Sometimes I'd make them hate me
Though they're stuck, glued to my heart
Staying through to my heart
Maintaining they're my strength
With hit after hit, nobody will act strange
As I've promised I'd stay me
Won't trade them with my game
And I'm letting the world see
What's written in my name

-PRK-

Questioned The Charioteer

Took an instant veer
When things get unclear
When around the sphere
Couldn't hold his spear
When it's very sheer
When it gets severe
To even be sincere
To even revere
Or to interfere
With their yesteryear
For their yesteryear
Never disappear
For the chevalier
Ceased to volunteer
And without a sneer
He then leave a sear
But why are still here?
Still lost in a blear
Why should I still steer
Questioned the charioteer?

-PRK-

Fly Birdie, Fly!

We tend to misapply
Our hellos and goodbyes
We tend to horrify
Things with our private-eyes
We tend to fortify
Our needs and desires
And falsify
Our core testifiers
Reason being
Freedom is life
From everything
Anything's our co-wife
Courage is in need
When it's piercing like a penknife
We bleed when we bleed
But it's all in a strife

-PRK-