once, i try to make a poetry in Indonesian, and then i translate it into english. but it look like 'lebay'. i don't think to post it in my blog but, after make it for long time i haven't any idea to make here. so, i decide to make my 'lebay' poetry here.. :D

here it's..

one time in the room waiting for love, longing and hope was sit together. Fingers gripping each other tightly; brazing on the promise of batson bend the calm feelings, ambitions also consolidation.

now, in the waiting room for love, longing instead throwing his face. "i'm afraid of getting hurt again" she said softly.

behind the weariness, longing still wants to meet with the hope that he has left behind. hope that was initially missed blossom and sprout leaves. that's what cooking is always hope to continue to pursue long vibration relentless search for his master: love!

"where the address?"

in the waiting room for love, took a silent longing in her chest and felt sluggish. "here!"

missed expectation lead fall on his chest, "here, we are waiting!"

----->>> in the waiting room for love

hhufth,

what do you think about my poetry??

it's lebay right??

here i attach the indonesian version:

Di Ruang Tunggu Untuk Cinta

Suatu ketika di ruang tunggu untuk cinta, rindu dan harapan pernah duduk bersama. Saling menggenggam jemari erat; mematri janji di atas keakuan perasaan yang merunduk pada keteduhan, juga cita-cita penyatuan.

Kini, di ruang tunggu untuk cinta, rindu malah membuang wajahnya. “Aku takut terluka lagi!” lirih ucapnya.

Di balik kelelahannya, rindu itu masih ingin bertemu dengan harapan yang telah ia tinggalkan. Harapan yang awalnya menumbuhkan tunas rindu bersemi dan merindang daun. Harapan itulah yang selalu menanak getarnya untuk terus mengejar rindu dan tanpa henti mencari majikannya: Cinta!

“di mana alamatnya?”

Di Ruang Tunggu Untuk Cinta, rindu menghela bisu dan merasakan sendat di dadanya. “di sini!”

Harapan menuntun rindu rebah di dadanya. “di sini, kita menanti!”