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Si botak dalam proses membersih sarang. Dalam asyik amat, si botak bertemu kembali dengan seutas gelas kaki perak yang sudah lama luput dari kotak fikir. Si botak mengangkatnya.
Berbunyi genta...
Bergegar hati dan fikiran. Luruh segala dinding yang membendung satu memori. Jatuh, satu persatu.
Bergegar hati dan fikiran. Luruh segala dinding yang membendung satu memori. Jatuh, satu persatu.
Berbunyi genta...
Berkocak rasa. Segalanya bercampur kini. Marah, sedih, riang. Teradun bersama mencetus tawa dan air mata.
Berbunyi genta...
Menerawang jauh. Terdampar di suatu masa. Tika si botak masih belum kenal diri, masih belum kenal dunia. Seutas gelang ini tersarung di keting kiri. Disarung oleh dia, yang sangat mengerti.
Berbunyi genta...
Mendakap rindu. Digenggam erat agar tak lucut lagi. dia tak lagi bertandang. Si botak tak pula menyusul jejaknya. Saat titik air mata mencecah lantai, si botak tersedu mengikut alun genta nan berbunyi.
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Si botak in the proses of cleaning the nest. While too indulged, si botak met with the silver anklet that disappeared from mind for ages. Si botak lifted it up.
A bell rings...
The heart and mind shake. Walls that used to surround a memory, collapsed. Pieces by pieces.
The heart and mind shake. Walls that used to surround a memory, collapsed. Pieces by pieces.
A bell rings...
Feelings started to shatter.Everything was mixed up. Anger, sad, happy. Blended together and triggered laughter and tears.
Feelings started to shatter.Everything was mixed up. Anger, sad, happy. Blended together and triggered laughter and tears.
A bell rings...
Flying far away. Smashed on once upon a time. When si botak did not know himself, still had not known the world. This anklet resided on the left ankle. put by someone, whom understand.
Flying far away. Smashed on once upon a time. When si botak did not know himself, still had not known the world. This anklet resided on the left ankle. put by someone, whom understand.
A bell rings...
Embracing the yearn. Holding tightly so it would not slipped again. That someone has never returned. Si botak failed to trace the trails. The moment a drop of tears touched the floor, si botak sobbed following the rhythm of the bell.
Embracing the yearn. Holding tightly so it would not slipped again. That someone has never returned. Si botak failed to trace the trails. The moment a drop of tears touched the floor, si botak sobbed following the rhythm of the bell.
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genta berbunyi..menyedarkan manusia yg alpa sering aku ini. salam bloh sdr.
Salam Ya Muha,
Ok, den bolajor perkataan baru hari ni; Genta - bell :) Untuk kuching ek? Takpolah, bersabor tanggung rindu tu ye. Den pun tongah merindu gak ni :)
salam ya akhi...
rindu memang sesuatu yg lain kan.. :p
salam blue hikari....
genta ... dentingannya sangat 'berkuasa'...
Salam Moeha,
My late grandfather used to said; "reminiscing the memories is a storm of feelings" I am sure you felt the same way ;)
Haaziq
salam haaziq...
i am... :)