La La Land (ii)

I miss the things we created together
The secrets we shared with each other
The joy of looking into your sleepy eyes
Staying up until the sunrise
Finding reasons til we were out of excuses
When we both know all of it were useless
We didn't need to hide the feelings
We swore to have the happy endings
So we said goodbye when we didn't have to
Praying that was the right thing to do
Letting go the future we were scared of
Not knowing it was a real love

x d

La La Land (i)

the could-have-beens
the beautiful memories
the temporary happiness
the subtlety at its finest
the untimely separation
the swirl and twirl of emotions
the reference like it was yesterday
the spark of hope in between rays
the question, what would we find
the wonder, what if i stayed behind

x d

Puisi untuk Wanita Terakhir

A translation of Fattah Amin's poetry, recited during his appearance on MeleTOP (17th January 2017)
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Telahku tahu sedari mula
sejak awal detik pertama
diri tak mampu melupakanmu
jika kita terpisah tanpa mahu
saat aku berada denganmu
memandang jernih mata indah itu
terasa damai dan tenang
dikurnia harapan dan kekuatan
kau bagaikan bintang bergemerlapan
cerah menghiasi malam-malamku
kau memberi makna kehidupan
tatkala di sisi menemaniku
kau bagaikan mentari berseri
terang bersinar sepanjang hari
kata-katamu dan senyum manismu
melenyapkan setiap resah di kalbu
dirimu satu kemegahan
saat cita bukan lagi sekadar impian
kau iringi langkahku dengan doa
pada mimpi ini kau yakin dan percaya
berulang kali juga
degup jantungku laju sebelum menyapa
dan tiap kali kita terpisah
melihat kau pergi, hatiku resah

Copyright @diannedayanna

Sword

You gave me a sword so I can make threats. Don't act like you are surprised when you're the one hurting.

Orange

I have fallen in and out of love. The fear of losing you beats the strength to let go. If 120 months did not change anything, what would an additional 12 do? Nothing. I ran from silence and I arrived at an empty space. Your words are haunting. My soul is burning.

Picture-perfect

Maybe you have moved around my heart, turning me upside down, running through my mind all day and all night and driving me crazy with the uncertainties. But there's one thing I know for sure - that you're here to stay.

Letter to the Unknown Part III

I often think of you. And each life journey that we had, separately. How is it possible that we still look at each other the same way? Why do time and distance mean nothing to us? By loving you, I learned to let go. I learned to love unconditionally - way before I knew what it actually means. The fact that you can't even hurt me. I learned that we don't always need a verbal declaration. Because every time you look at me, your eyes give you away.

x dianne
19.12.16

Sonata Cahaya Bulan (ii)

This is the 2nd translated excerpt from a translation of a classic Greek poem 'Moonlight Sonata' by Yiannis Ritsos. English translation by Peter Green and Beverly Bardsley.

Kita berhenti sejenak di hujung dinding, di atas bukit,
dan saat angin yang bertiup ke segenap sudut
kita terbuai angan seolah terbang melayang
kerana sering kali, malah ketika ini pun, aku bagai terngiang
bunyi selendang yang ku pakai ini berterbangan
seolah bunyi sayap terbuka dan terkatup memecah hening
terasa sesaknya nafas, sakitnya dada
dan bila jiwa dipeluk awan di tengah-tengah bunyi sayap itu
terasa sesaknya nafas, sakitnya dada
terhimpit di celah-celah udara langit yang membiru,
menyelinap ke saraf-saraf syurga,
tiada beza sama ada kau pergi atau kembali
tiada beza sama ada kau pergi atau kembali
dan tiada juga bezanya tatkala rambutku bertukar putih
(bukan itu yang menjadi duka – yang mengundang sayu adalah kerana hatiku tidak pula bertukar sejernih kaca)
Benarkan aku menurut jejakmu

Sonata Cahaya Bulan (i)

This is a translated excerpt from a translation of a classic Greek poem 'Moonlight Sonata' by Yiannis Ritsos. English translation by Peter Green and Beverly Bardsley.
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Sonata Cahaya Bulan

Benarkan aku menurut jejakmu
hingga ke hujung sana, sejauh dinding merah bata,
hingga ke persimpangan jalan dan kau akan terpempan
melihat kota konkrit masih riuh bersahutan, disimbahi cahaya bulan,
tiada rasa perbezaan dan tiada berkepentingan
jiwanya positif, seolah metafizik
maka kau akhirnya percaya pada kewujudan dan ketidakwujudan,
bahawa kau tidak pernah wujud, bahawa masa yang memusnahkan itu tidak pernah wujud.
Benarkan aku menurut jejakmu.

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