Tag: haiku

Noise

Learning, This Person
A noise, Beloved
In the ears, never within--
Gap of a light speed.

sometimes a noise is a vibe that triggers a good rest, just like TV screen at my childhood — at that time there was only 1 TV station belonging to the Govt & at midnight after “Berita Terakhir” our TV screen would be full of “buzzing ants” like the above picture 😁

Destined

Learning, Map It!
It's destined, my love
Feet walk to where heart is pulled.
Where brain runs no more--

Ratianah Kebaya is always a nice place where I talk to both Ratianah & Putri, 2 Singaporean friends who share the same attention as mine: “batik & kebaya” ☺️

Wardah Books, visitors seen from the staircase 💕

legendary staircase, more than 100 years

trust me you’ll like everyone serving you in this corner — either brother or sister, one is always reminding me “you have some roses, do you want to spend it today for your books?” and my answer is mostly “no, thank you not today; next time when enough to buy a set of books” 🍀

croissant from konditori

some people said kebaya & blue jeans won’t go well – to me it’s a perfect match even when looking blur 😁

Breeze

Learning
Natural as breeze
I walk the road to sunset
With words recited--

I loved reading Jane Austen’s novels back at uni time; then I downloaded movies adapted from her novels in AppleTV. Her wittiness as channeled through the characters & flow of stories, & clarity about how to make a character a normal human being with weak & strong characters is….. superb!

Among all heroines of hers, I like Elizabeth Bennet & Elinor Dashwood. Their clear thinking, depth of love are their common personality traits; in fact while Lizzy is witty & brave, Elinor is taciturn & reserved– contrast!

Gentlemen? Most of my folks at uni loved Mr Darcy, while I love Mr Knightley better. Mr Darcy is #3 for me. 😁

Enjoy your reading, WordPress. If you are Jane Austen fans, please share your thought.

Weekend mood should always be relaxed & carefree.

🍀

Flower Arrangement

Learning, Poetic
Flower arrangement
Scrutinized by pairs of eyes--
Layers of beauty.

any flower will do for me but no plastic flowers, please

Egg

Learning, life, Poetic
Fresh eggs nicely boiled
Roll on a table for two.
One faster grabber--

boiled, hard, favourite 💕

never keep eggs in the fridge anymore; fresh from the basket tastes better 🍀🐣

Walking A Route

Learning, Map It!, Poetic
A short route to walk
When the sun's down, the moon's up.
The dark that protects--

my normal weekly brisk walk route keeps rewilding 👍🏽

crescent moon that doesn’t look crescent 😆

white spider lily along the way

it’s erected completely, across the reservoir

First Breeze

Learning, life, Poetic
First breeze each morning
Caresses her face. So cool.
Ensuring good days--

it’s a result of life-long learning to easily thank you

when someone’s young (or childish), life might feel full of many testing & struggling; yet with honest & robust life management, life becomes a box with lessons learnt about how to deal with discolouration of true personality, how to put good effort to deliver messages, how to accept unexpected results with “oh not that”, how to be clearer & clearer about what life is & about what life should be wisely treated

thank you, Beloved for the life — cool & bright like morning breeze coming in when I open the window

🌻🍀💕

Wind That Blows

Learning, Poetic
Beloved, listen
To the wind that blows. It strokes
Hair spreading fragrance.

life gives me so much, one of them is my hair that bears some fragrance then spreads it while waving by the wind

💕

Coloured

Learning, Poetic
Here is a canvas
To draw fruit, bread and chicken
In vibrant colours.

As I’m fond of cooking my own food when not in business trip, I invest in some good cookware and some of them are Le Creuset, a reknown name of colorful, porcelain-enamelled cast iron cookware, particularly its iconic Dutch ovens. It’s known for superior heat retention, durability, and handcrafted quality, though they also make stoneware, stainless steel, and other kitchen items.

My collection consists of many random colours: red, pink, white, blue, purple, orange, etc. this time I want sets of same colours: green and yellow!

Cooking becomes full of colours not only from the ingredients but also from the cookware, making cooking fun and vibrant like painting in a kitchen kabinets. 😁

I’m just thinking of how to bring them to Korine Jati in Indonesia to ensure all items are intact upon arrival. Can’t wait, can’t wait!

this is the immediate colour to get for Korine Jati

yellow, too!

Artisan Bakes

Learning, Poetic
The dough is rested,
Then one last rest before baked.
Beauteous fragrance served--

done in less than 10 minutes, chocolate is always a favourite

the other is croissant

never miss this tiny bakery when browsing around Sultan Mosque

Wardah Books is right in front of konditori

a cozy corner on the 2nd floor of Wardah Books occupying a small shop lot of more than 100 years of age

Ratianah Kebaya, a spot to chat about shared culture

Sultan Mosque, it’s either the 1st or last drop when browsing around that area

This is where I sit quietly doing nothing, just thinking about thinking & what I’ve been doing right or wrong based on the limit I understand

See you again next week.

Moss

Learning, Poetic
Moss, dear Beloved
Spreads on the soil to the wall
Where air is dampened.

my colleagues and I talked about our favourite plant: moss

I’ve seen moss as fascinated tiny growth since I was very young. I loved scraping moss on the stone, walls, trees and other possible surfaces to later observe the minuscule size of the leaves

other than the structure itself, its colour is fascinating; the dark green when it’s fresh, the light green when it looses moisture, the brown when it’s dried out

one of the gardens in my Korine Jati will be covered with moss, it’s gonna be the small garden in front of my bedroom — a humble small patch that freshens my days, a place for me where a spot is prepared to meditate and pray, a place where thought is thinking about itself, a corner where secret is whispered before silenced

dear, moss

be my best friend who is keeping my deepest hope, love, luck & faith to the

Beloved

Long or Short

Learning, life, Poetic
Long or short, my love
A weekend fulfilled with joy
Is a green meadow.

it is maybe one of clearest days in my life in which I can see what it means to be accepting

I’m never angry because of any type of rejection; I’m always upset when it’s about unclear behaviour in human being’s life

yet today with a long ride on the road to Masjid Sultan I found that there’s part of life in which a group of people use unclarity to protect themselves but claiming they are the most honest guys on earth

there is time, a cycle of it where everything starts then ends

let’s watch people cook, let’s watch people pretend….

and when my observation is correct, I’ll tell my best friends “I told you!”

happy weekend, WordPress

Love (ranting)

Learning, love, Poetic, This Person

If I am to mention what’s my super power, it’s to love & to accept my life as it is.

What is love?

I used to think love was only that among family members. Then I grew it as a flower in a garden of family and friends. Then it grew to romance. Now it’s as wide as humanity & life. What a growth I’ve deliberately realised when I’m grown up.

Today love itself has taught me how it is a fuel to accept what life is and at the same time to keep the journey on. Love is never that that discourages human being to hope for the best. Love is never that that deflates the hope to keep believing that humanity prevails.

Sometimes love feels so tiny that it can only give me a small hole to see a faraway land with a beautiful meadow. It feels so depressed sometimes that it can only make me breathe the thin air to feel the freshness of breeze in the mountain.

Yet most of the time love is huge embracing this heart to smile and to dance and to prance above the path of life. It highlights what’s bright in a dull moment. It balances what’s tailing, spinning, diving and loopy like a kite flying unsteadily. It makes these eyes see what it is, no drama, no excessive handling– just being a stable self, loving, living.

Love is an action to load daily activities with meaning and purpose, how trivial the action is. Love is a willingness to share with others in silence or in crowd with little to no attention seeking. All not easy, but doable–

I can only write about love because that’s the only thing I can talk about.

Work is something I can only share with my colleagues. Charity is something I can only share with those rightful to receive. Love is for all around me.

Celebrate love! It’s as spacious as a weekend.

☘️❣️

a petal of rose like cherry’s, sways in autumn to mark surrender

☺️

Tongue Tied

Learning
Tongue tied, Beloved
Seeing how carefree you are
Dancing with the tide--

life is about riding the tides. when it’s high, soar. when it’s low, dive. this soul is free, loving from distance or nearby– no difference but loving from distance makes the vibe thicker with longing, from nearby lighter with laughter

love is as beautiful as everyday’s sunray

never hurry! love is the way itself, not a destination

2026, you’re chosen. congratulations 💎

This Heart

Learning, love, Poetic
This heart, Beloved
Is the star constellations
Glow when she's so dark.

This heart, Beloved
Glows constantly in the dark
With hope, love and fear.

The Star

Learning, Poetic, Those People
The star, Beloved
Falls-- falls after collision
To ocean of tears.

I love you, Ibu. No one loves me like you do. I know you’re happy in the other side.

Send my warm regards to Bapak whose love and protection is beyond any man I’ve ever met so far.

Terima kasih, Bapak & Ibu.

You’re always in my heart esp now.

😘☺️❣️

Eyes to Eyes

Learning, Poetic, This Person
Eyes to eyes, my Love
Where realm of now and here be
Punishing the past.

When I talk with someone, I’ll look into one’s eyes. It’s a sign that I respect my interlocutor, embracing one’s presence mindfully here and now. In return I really hope that the person does the same to me.

Yet who am I to want someone to do it wholeheartedly.

Let days be days. Lessons flow like rivers within me, the heaven that I’ve built to reach the real heaven ahead.

Wish you all a blessed weekend.

💙

Faithful

Learning, love, Poetic
Show me, Beloved
That it's real and right and true.
Says a shy lover.

The Quran is always a good advisor to me. It never lets me down.

When I’m so doubtful of self worth, it always sends me encouragement to be always faithful to what’s shown to me, without others’ validation or justification. Trust me an ordinary human being in whatever age period will still question herself when a strong blow of question “who do you think you are? know your worth” comes to her especially from those who are supposed to at least “shut the mouth”. 😁❣️

What a day!

This verse that randomly opened just now is QS Assajdah #24. For those reading this as outside world this verse is about leaders in a group; yet to me as the Quran can always be about what’s within, this is about leader within me which is the Heart.

The heart will only lives and be alive only when the whole body agrees to be patient and trust what’s shown through the existing senses. Be patient, dear self. Trust the process and the symbols and signs shown to you.

I will just walk to where love and compassion is leading me. Be it real. Be it true. Be it right.

Amen.

💙

Enlightened (ranting)

Learning, life, love, Poetic, This Person
Pages of a book
Dog-eared, yellowed
And wrinkle
Of fingers stroking--

I’m not a religious person yet I love checking holy books, books about local faith around the world and writings about philosophy. To me wisdom scatters everywhere; it might not be the best sources of wisdom but reading them has opened my horizon of thinking and I’ve become an open-minded and free thinker to some extent.

There is one more thing about checking those books is getting personal advice that I can’t get from even the closest people around me– not because I don’t trust their love to me but I don’t trust their level of bias in analysing my situation. They are not open enough to accept me who is very open in thinking yet very morally guarding to my own self (two paradoxes my closest people still can’t understand up to now). That’s why I “consult” the Quran, the holy book aside from Bible that I’ve been familiar with since I was young (my father was a Christian).

Today I felt the need of consulting the Quran; I prayed, recited Alfatihah the opening suuraah of the Quran, greeted those I respect in life, took a short silence and randomly opened the book.

Here is the answer from the Quran.

QS Annuur #38

That Allah may reward them [according to] the best of what they did and increase them from His bounty. And Allah gives provision to whom He wills without account.

My heart stopped doubting. Is it because of the Quran? Is it because of to whom I prayed? Is it because of my trust? Maybe one of them. Maybe all of them. And I don’t want other possibilities because I won’t let myself doubt what’s been confirmed.

Thank you, dear Quran for being my closest friend, a book that opens all the doors of light. I might not be religious but you’re always the #1 consultant I’ve turned to for the past 33 years and probably will be for the rest of my life.

Light, light, my heart becomes so light.

Thank you❣️

Mandarin Duck

Learning
Mandarin ducks perch
On a rocky river bank
Enjoying the sun.

a painting of a raft of Mandarin ducks would be a beautiful spot in a house

their colours are fascinating