++ Hey Girl ++

Hey Girl, it’s been a while,
Since you said a bitter goodbye,
Left me as you walked a new life,
You’d move on, find another love,
That’s what you said.

But nay! I trust you’re able not,
For we’ve been together for years,
I know you, more than anyone,
Without me, you are insecure,
And without power.

Hey Girl, what brings you here now?
Standing alone on the edge,
This face, is all too familiar,
Something troubles you, I know,
On a runaway.

Miss you of our time together?
I was your only faithful friend,
Was there when the world denied you,
Gave you the chance to take control,
Of your life and self.

Hey Girl, come closer, worry not,
Trust me, we’ve been here many times,
I’m here to help you, take my hands,
And together we will dive down,
‘Til eternity.

++ Come ++

"Come to that place of old,
A place we called 'sanctuary',
Where harsh reality reached you not,
And your life you took control.

Come to that place of old,
Fear not, we've been there many times,
You survived and still stood tall,
One more visit shall do no harm."

The voice of the past calls me,
And breathes the air of nostalgia,
Alluring, bewitching,tempting,
And I know not how to resist.

Sydney (Ashburner Street), 29th January 1:15am

++ Words ++

You may think,
Your words construct perfection,
You may think,
Your words carry righteousness,
You may think,
Your words are for my benefits,
You may think,
Your words are realities.

But...

Do you know,
Your words shatter my self esteem?
Do you know,
Your words awaken the devil in me?
Do you know.
Your words have only brought me to a fall?
Do you know,
Your words have been nothing but lies?

And I believe them.
All these years,
Has been hell.

Sydney (Ashburner Street), 28th January 2011 10:06pm

++ Star ++

A shadow, I want not to be,
Whose presence only lingers,
When light shines upon you,
And wanes when darkness smiles.

Let me be a shining star,
Though from you I am far,
I will light your night,
And guide, ‘til morning comes.

Sydney (Ashburner Street), 26th January 11:32pm

++ Layang-layang ++

Hai layang-layang penuh warna,
Terlihat bebas engkau terbang,
Namun dia jauh di sana,
Memegangmu erat dengan benang.

Sesekali dia menarikmu,
Memotong jarak, dan mendekat,
Dan sesekali dia mengulur,
Membuatmu jauh, dan jauh.

Apa nasibmu kelak, hai layang-layang?
Akankah dia pulang denganmu di genggamannya,
Atau akankah angin waktu menghempasmu,
Dan hilang engkau dari hidupnya?

Sydney (Ashburner Street), 26th January 10:51pm

++ Red ++

It drips, drop by drop,
Slowly, endlessly,
Takes a little life,
From inside of me.

It drips, drop by drop,
Pierces through my skin,
Gives a tingling pain,
A guilty pleasure.

It drips, drop by drop,
What is it I see?
My hand’s drenched in red,
And I feel so numb.

Sydney (Ashburner Street), 24th January 2011 00:36

++ Entah ++

Indonesian (Original Version)
Entah sampai kapan,
Aku melukis bayang-bayang,
Menggoreskan warna masa depan,
Di atas kanvas angan-angan,
Mungkin nanti,
Saat ‘kau katakan semua ‘tak ‘kan terjadi,
Dan nanti,
‘Ku harus rela ‘tuk melepas hati...


English (Translation)

God knows when it will come to pass,
That I stop painting [your] shadows,
Streaking hopeful colour of the future,
Onto the canvas of dreams and illusion,
Maybe then,
When you say that all can never be,
And then,
I must find the strength to let my heart go...

Sydney (Ashburner Street), 19th January 2011 7:06 pm

++ Hilang ++

Indonesian (original version)

Mencari permata kehidupan,
Di antaranya padang ilalang,
Namun tiada kutemukan,
Karena engkau telah hilang.

English

The diamond of Life, I seek,
In the midst of spear grass field,
But I shall never find it,
‘Cause you are no longer here...



Sydney (Ashburner Street), 20th January 2011 11:02pm

++ Promises ++

Dear Love,

Remember you, of the night?
When the news broke, and I cried
‘Forgive me Dear, I must go.’
Those painful words you uttered

Remember you, of that bitter morning?
When the time came, and you kissed me goodbye
‘Wait for me Dear, I’ll go home with glory.’
A promise made, and it keeps me living

Now two autumns has fallen since waiting became me
Not one night has gone by, that you visit not my thoughts
Are you well still, when the land treats you unkindly?
Are you lonely, when none at night keeps you company?

Love, can you hear what I long to say?
I want you not to be a hero
Who yields sword and fight ‘til your last blood,
And leaves but a painful name behind

So please, when the fire’s ahead,
Don’t be a hero, think of us,
Keep yourself safe, and come home soon.
I am here still, waiting for you.

I miss you.

***

Remember when we started, Jo?
I said, “Kid, I’ll be your Big Bro.”
“I’ll keep you safe under my wing!”
That promise, I have now fulfilled.

But hear, there is one promise,
I made, and now will have to break,
A lady, come to her, and tell,
Don’t wait anymore, and sorry.

‘Cause I feel the time is drawing near,
The bullet inside has stopped burning,
My body is turning numb and cold,
And the world becomes a sea of blur.

I wish I can witness the moments,
When the field becomes green once again,
When the smoke no longer suffocates,
Then we will loudly cry, “Victory!”

But no. It is time for me to go,
This battle you’ll have to fight alone
Promise me that you’ll keep yourself safe,
And tell her the words I cannot say,

Stand tall, and move on,
I love you. Always.

Farewell.

Sydney (Ashburner Street), 2nd january 2011 19:10pm

++ Hey There Jonah ++

I heard stories about you, Jonah,
How fear overwhelmed you, and you ran,
Then the arrow sold your life away,
And inside the belly, you became.

Jonah, I too am here, the belly!
But why, can’t find you here, where are you?
Is it true what they said, you survived?
You swam to the shore, and regained life?

It is dark Jonah, and I am scared!
The fish inside me is growing bigger,
It consumes me, uncontrollably,
As if telling me, I’m powerless.

Can you hear my call, Jonah?
Show me the way out of here,
And how to be where you are,
To the land of peace, and joy.

The land, Of Redemption.

Sydney (Ashburner Street), 2nd January 2011 1:02am

++ This Place ++

This place is cold,
When I enter,
I deeply sigh,
Another day…

This place is cold,
And we are ghosts,
Invisible,
To each other.

This place is cold,
For ev’ry word,
That is exchanged,
Carves pain within.

This place is cold,
Suspicious heart,
Grows, and makes trust,
Non-existent.

This place is cold,
I start having,
Thoughts that aren’t me,
But they control.

This place is cold,
Unpleasant voice,
Speaks, and shatters,
My self-esteem.

This place is cold,
So tell me how,
To make it warm,
For all of us.

Sydney (Ashburner Street), 2nd January 2011 12:33am