Heart to Handle- haiku

August 26, 2019 By rike jokanan in Learning, Poetic Tags: careful, haiku, love, market, me, noise, poem, poet, Poetic, poetry, secret, trust, vulnerable Leave a comment

Count to a hundred.
See if heart silences, or
Drags you to market.

Temasek – August 26, 2019 / 14:49

My heart has been so annoying (not annoyed ya) recently. It brought me all troubles that had been tamed before. It unleashed all possible cries and shouts that will not only make the heart but also head crowded like a market.

Water wets you.

Fire burns you.

Wind blows you.

Earth buries you.

Maybe I’ve gotta play metal to my own self so it cages me safe in locked safe.

But no….

Dear Beautiful Soul, let go off all distrust. Friendship isn’t always about keeping secret but it is also about accepting a bad label because some secrets are jocularly consumable for public.

Dear Beautiful Self, forgive yourself for entrusting your honest secret to someone you don’t really know. It is a lesson that it is ok to be vulnerable. It is fine to be imperfect. It is nice to be angry when necessary. All is fine…. And forgive those that won’t have locked tongues for any reason.

Everything is ok.

You just take a break and fly across the sea.

Singapore to KL soon…. 👩🏽‍💻🎶

Masquerade – ranting

August 11, 2019 By rike jokanan in Learning, This Person, Those People Tags: about me, balance, happy, happy and sad, life, love, mask, masquerade, me, sad, This Person, Those People, yin and yang, yinyang Leave a comment

Life is about masquerading.
How well she acts under a mask determines what the crowds will give her.
Whether she is crying under a smiling mask, it doesn’t matter. What matters is her body languages correspond with the smiles in the mask.

Her cry in the heart will not resonate whatever frequency is spread through the air ‘coz the crowds don’t read the heart. They see the mask and they are wearing masks, too.

Dear, Mask.
How are you?
Are you happy there?
Or, do you need some touch-up of colors?
Let me do it.
I can put mascara, blush-on, eye-shadow, eyelashes or more colors on your lips.
Your smiles shall not fade away.
Otherwise, the crowds will be disappointed and go away.

Dear, Mask.
Do you know how I am?
I am crying for how long you are suffering to look good all the time.
Sobbing when you have to laugh out loud celebrating how grand the victory is.
Weeping to see the mask running low with sweat, tired of grinning at how splendid love looks.
You seem so young but I know you are weathered.
Don’t you want to take a break?

……

But hold on, Mask.
Hold on a second.
Let me think it over.
Let me reckon what I just said to you.
No, no, no.
Do you need to listen to what I said?
Yes, you should.
But should you change?
No!
It is a big no-no.

I am happy that I am here for you.
I am what I am as you are what you are.
I am your shadow, where you can hide for a while.
I am your sanctuary, where you can take shelter.
I am your bin, where you want to dump all your hazardous wastes of make-up.
I am your Lover.
I can be your Beloved, too.

Dear, Mask.
Be a good mask.
Play the best acting as you can.
If life is a joke, let yourself be the greatest Joker.
When life orders pretension, be the greatest Pretender.
You take the best Role in this Life,
With me beyond your Play.

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Dear, Mask.
Just don’t forget that….
There is the Playwright.
Never ever take action without His bloody instruction.

Dear, Mask….
“Camera! Action!”

Singapore – August 11, 2019 / 10:45pm

Picture borrowed from https://myvancity.ca/2016/01/14/evening-of-hope-gala/

Weeping Ney – free verse

August 2, 2019 By rike jokanan in Bob, Learning, love, Map It!, Poetic, This Person, Those People Tags: bamboo flute, broken heart, farewell, flute, free verse, heart, love, ney, poem, poet, poetry, see you again, song of heart, sufi, tears, weeping 1 Comment

Ney….
Your song pulled me down in to the depth of abyss
Gliding with no weight,
Free falling –

Ney….
Your tone touched me on the hollow emptiness
Craving for sensations,
Crashing on nothingness.

Ney….
Your call dragged me along the path that I know well, yet
I am lonely and blind,
Waiting for a map.

Ney….
Do you know I’ve been here all my life,
My breath,
My step,
My tear,
My despair,
All of mine.

Ney….
You are the breeze that sweeps my draught
Then soars;
The dewdrop that breaks my morning
Then wakes up;
The spark that lights up my flame
Then burns.
The dirt that buries my hope
Then grows.

Ney….
It is you
That swirls like earth spiraled upwards by tornado,
And travels afar before it hits the door of heaven.

Ney….
I am taking your hands.
Your weeping cries will always accompany my journey
To you, Ney.

Phnom Pehn – August 2, 2019 – 22:45

Burden – tanka

July 21, 2019 By rike jokanan in Learning, Poetic Tags: boughs, burden, fruit, harvest, life, love, poem, poet, poetry, tanka Leave a comment

Spectrums of colours
Decorate the heavy boughs
I know the burden
To the tree has overwhelmed.
Harvest time has come, my Love.

The Estuary – July 21, 2019 – 21:15

Dear Water – haiku

April 13, 2019 By rike jokanan in Learning, love, Poetic Tags: clear, dynamic, flow, fresh, haiku, holding, intimacy, love, movement, poem, poet, Poetic, poetry, water Leave a comment

If I can hold you,
In the dark – your clear, fresh flow…
May I? Dear, Water.

Temasek – April 13, 2019 – 11:15pm

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Picture borrowed from https://phinemo.com/20-destinasi-wisata-di-indonesia-yang-sebaiknya-kamu-kunjungi-sebelum-menikah/green-canyon/

New Year’s Resolution – serious ranting

December 31, 2018 By rike jokanan in Bob, Learning, love, This Person, Those People Tags: 2019, better me, clear me, good intent, good intention, home, life, love, magic, mentor, new year, positive, professional me, pure me, resolution, semangat, vibrant Leave a comment

My home is near the MRT railway, every five minutes two 6-car trains will go to both directions. And, today they do their routine of life. But there is something different, like they know it is almost 2019 and want to celebrate the year exchange.

The trains sound more merrier.

And the vehicles in the crossroad just down floors below run like no energy is lacking or no drowsiness greets the drivers.

Around where I live there are a lot of trees that I hope won’t be cut down for long years to come. I love them as they are the ones making my breath lighter and healthier. And tonight I feel they send out purer air to me.

And there is a reservoir that is cleaned daily by the boatmen on the blue boats. It still looks dark at night but the water reflection is clearer and more magnificent.

All do more magic tonight…. Because it is new year tomorrow. And I am infected by their spirit of best performance of now here and so I want to be in the harmony with Nature now here and next year.

I might not be able to get a mentor that I expected but I will make myself the best mentor for myself to be more professional – clarity on what I do, purity on what I intend. I might not be the best of all but I will make myself the best version of me – committed and true. I might not get everything I wish but I will make myself to get what’s the best I deserve.

Tonight I welcome 2019 at home looking at my plants in the small balcony, going back and forth the fridge to get cool water – I don’t drink beer fyi, seeing all the passers by, enjoying the dogs’ smell from the one living under my balcony. The air, water, cloud, unseen sky, shy rain, greenery in the black black new year’s eve, all people celebrating far away with the fireworks, all the animals with shelters or without, all the blessed life under the sun, and all

To you I wish a….

…. Happy New Year 2019! The best is welcoming you.

I know next year is mine, too.

Temasek – December 31, 2019 – 11:18pm

Memory – free verse

December 16, 2018 By rike jokanan in Learning, love, Poetic Tags: free verse, grievance, life, love, output, poem, Poetic, program Leave a comment

What is it in memory?
Data
Process them
To build a better program
With a more beneficial function
For brighter output.

Singapore – December 16, 2018 – 4:03pm

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Caged Bird – free verse

December 15, 2018 By rike jokanan in Bob, Learning, love, Poetic, This Person, Those People Tags: black starling, Bojonegoro, father, freedom, gratitude, jalak, jalak hitam, life, life journey, love, peaceful bird, prison, purity, RIP, thank you Leave a comment

My father had a black starling.
It loved eating kepok* banana – no, had no choice.
It sang – no, cried
It danced – no, nervous
It entertained our guests – no, tried to escape
It slept peacefully – no, dreamed nightmares days and nights
It did happily – no, a prisoner.

The cage was wires and wood.
We hoped it could talk.

Our family moved
To a much smaller home.
Our starling got neglected
How much I can feel the guilty is like a teary moment to a bloody heart!

The black starling got a home
Bigger:
My mother’s relative.

It loved eating kepok* banana – no, had no choice.
It sang – no, cried
It danced – no, nervous
It entertained our guests – no, tried to escape
It slept peacefully – no, dreamed nightmares days and nights
It did happily – no, a prisoner.

The cage was wires and wood, half we gave to it.
We hoped it could talk.

If you are dead, dear Black Starling,
Be in a peaceful moment.
Fly with your beautiful wings, black and shiny!
Feed your life with all the fresh memories.
Forget all the cages and bars.
Be the air
Be the vapour
Be the atmosphere
Be our silent guidance to the freedom out of this cage.

Thank you for your will to be our prisoner
Thank you for your sincerity to be our exhibition
Thank you for your sacrifice to feed our ego
Thank you for your life to complete our purity.

See you across the bridge.
You’ve met him, right?
Tell him you forgive us.

Yours truly,

Shanghai – Dec. 15, 2018 – 12:05 noon is here

Pause

November 30, 2018 By rike jokanan in Bob, Learning, Map It!, This Person Tags: blessed, blessing, here, life, light, love, nothing, now, post, scroll, start, Wordpress, write Leave a comment

It’s been quite long I haven’t posted anything in this site. Too busy? Or not able to manage the time? Oh my goodness, how life lasts long yet runs so fast that it rolls in like a useless scroll.

Alas!
What will I give to Life?
Nothing?
Ya, nothing as I have nothing.
Yet, I still do things with my nothing.

Life,
Please guide me through my nothingness to the Light at the end of the scroll.

No, not at the end. It is along the scroll…

Glad to be here again….

The Estuary, Temasek – Nov. 30, 2018 – 9:47pm

How – ranting

April 29, 2018 By rike jokanan in Bob, Learning, love, This Person, Those People Tags: animal, animal welfare, Bob, cats, Chocho, die happy, Fifi, kitten, kittens, lesson, live happily, love Leave a comment

I’m almost 50?
Gosh! Am I that near to what is called half a century? it gives me goosebump!
What have I done?
To my beloved parents?
To my beloved sisters?
To my beloved brothers?
To my friends?
To my country?
To humanity?
To….

To myself?

Last month I visited a good friend and found more things about her. She has done so much in her life.
She helped me and her colleagues grow professionally.
She did many things to help people in her industry.
She did so much to her mother especially when her mother was in the deathbed.
She travels to see many places.
She plays piano.
She plays violin.
She plays golf.
She hangs out with friends.
She read spiritual books.
She always comes up with solutions of problems around her.
She dedicates her life to humanity.
She does many many things that I can even only imagine I can do with my mini courage.

Once I told her “My Friend, I think you will not regret your life when you die.”

And she said “You’re right, Rike. I won’t regret my life when I die. I will die happy because I’ve lived happily.”

She said to me, “Be happy. Do something that you have wanted to do but you haven’t. Hey, what about taking music classes?”

Going out from her apartment, I could not stop thinking of what I should do to make my life meaningful for myself and for those I love that I leave when I die.

Life is short and I’ve gotta do something.

Thanks, my Friend for being an inspiration to me.

I will die happy because I’ve lived happily.

Singapore – April 29, 2018 – 02:39

The picture below is of Fifi (the black and white) and Chocho (the ginger), kittens in my Mom’s home. Chocho died of suffering for his back on April 23, 2018 at around 11:15am Jakarta time. Thank you, Chocho for telling me over and over again that you lived happily and died happy. Thank you, my dear kitten. See you across the rainbow bridge….

Faces – haiku

April 28, 2018 By rike jokanan in Bob, Learning, love, Map It!, Poetic, This Person, Those People Tags: beauty, behind, beyond, diamonds, exist, existence, faces, facets, haiku, humans, journey, love, poem, poet, poetry, see, see through Leave a comment

Facets and faces
On diamonds and humans are
Overt covert beauty —

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Can you see the real things behind the things? You might be able or not but the thing is there you know it or not. Existence is not about the humans’ ability to see through, existence is about that it is there and that’s it. You’ve gotta to reach the fact that you believe what’s true is true, what exists exists without judging what’s true and what exists. My homework for myself.

Temasek – April 28, 2018 – 14:04

Enchanting – haiku

April 26, 2018 By rike jokanan in Learning, love, Poetic Tags: beam, beams, enchanting, gate, haiku, Learning, life, light, love, poem, poet, poetry Leave a comment

Intense beams of light
Flash in front a locked gate.
Those are enchanting.

Singapore – April 26, 2018 – 00:27

Gratitude – haiku

April 23, 2018 By rike jokanan in Learning, love, Poetic Tags: blessings, gold, green, haiku, journey, life, literature, love, poem, poet, poetry, rain Leave a comment

Wet arrows pour down
To earth, sow blessings and love.
Green and gold grows up.

Ipoh – April 23, 2018 – 22:55

On The Way – haiku

April 22, 2018 By rike jokanan in Learning, love, Poetic Tags: berries, flowers, haiku, journey, life, love, poem, poet, poetry Leave a comment

He is on the way,
Plucking flowers and berries.
Should they join him now?

Jakarta – April 21, 2018 – 00:14

Chocho – haiku

April 20, 2018 By rike jokanan in Bob, Learning, love, Poetic Tags: cat, Chocho, family, haiku, kitten, love, pet, poem, poet, poetry, wish Leave a comment

He’s a yellow cat,
With a hurt back and couldn’t walk.
Much love is showered.

Chocho is one of two kittens that survive of 4 of Mother Prengil. He got an unknown accident that made him not able to walk and just drag his body. I wish I’d be with him to give him medication.

I’m so sorry, Chocho. 💝

GH Jakarta, April 19 2018 – 23:10

Hotel – haiku

April 18, 2018 By rike jokanan in Learning, Map It!, Poetic Tags: homesick, hospitality, hotel, life, love, travel, trip Leave a comment

Bed and bath and meal,
Hospitality and warmth
Grow well with homesick.

GH Jakarta – April 18, 2018 – 21:00

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Picture borrowed from http://boss.co.id/project/grand-hyatt/

Just cluttering – ranting

April 11, 2018 By rike jokanan in Learning, love, This Person Tags: clutter, declutter, life, love, my busy mind, ranting, This Person Leave a comment

Sitting in my tiny bedroom, I felt ache in my chest and said to myself, “Damn! How can I have so many things in my little nest? What am I going to build of those rubbish?”

Books, bottles, containers, clothes and other things were scatterred everywhere, on the floor, on the table, at the shelf, on my bed. Once again, what would I make with all of these? Nothing but an old lady hoarding bric-a-brac.

Please stop myself. Please….

“When I’m going to read my book, I’m confused which book I should read first as all the titles show me all the urgencies in life. When I’m going to write on my diary, I forgot which one is the most recent one as there are at least six different books and sketchbooks that I’ve used so far. When I’m going to iron my clothes, I’m confused which one should I work on first as the piling rags are covering my rooms. Oh my gosh!”

I stopped for a while and looked at my hands.
Only two hands….
What have they done in my life? My two hands have done so much but not so much, — too much unnecessary stuff.

….

Take a deep breath.

….

I have been clutterring and need decluttering.

….

Start with one simple thing. My mind.

…. Declutter my mind.
…. Throw away unnecessary things.
…. Just take what is needed, ignore what is not.
…. Stop talking, start doing.

Stop ranting!

Salam.

Temasek – April 11, 2018 – 00:40

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Direction – haiku

March 1, 2018 By rike jokanan in Learning, love, Poetic Tags: Bob, haiku, heart, journey, Learning, let go, love, poem, poet, Poetic, poetry, soul, travel Leave a comment

Much a do ’bout it
Ripples in a pool have brought
A Star. Guide me please.

I might not involve emotions in my devotion but I mean it. Never ask me to love you coz I don’t. Never force me to long for you coz I don’t. My realm is so much different from yours. Mine is far under the bottomless abyss, yours might be in heaven. Leave me coz I don’t have a promise.

I love myself and that’s just it.

Temasek – March 1, 2018 – 19:57

Masquerade is Done – haiku

January 21, 2018 By rike jokanan in Learning, Poetic Tags: CRY, haiku, happy, honest, love, poem, poet, Poetic, poetry, real, true Leave a comment

Heard a sheering cry–
May all beings be happy.
Masquerade is done.

Mount Agung from afar, what can we see in location? Un-rescued pets, cattle, etc…. But the cry of the voiceless is not only upthere, many dogs cry for being killed violently. For food, take the necessary and treat them well including don’t torture them to die. May all be beings be happy….!

Lodtunduh, January 21, 2018 – 01:40

Dia Tak Mau – haiku

January 7, 2018 By rike jokanan in Bob, Learning, Poetic Tags: Bob, haiku, jelas, jiwa, jujur, kucing, love, poem, poet, Poetic, poetry Leave a comment

Dia tak mau
Menipu, ditipu pun
Terselamurkan.

Singapura – 7 Januari 2018 – 00:30

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Tag Archives: love

Heart to Handle- haiku

Masquerade – ranting

Weeping Ney – free verse

Burden – tanka

Dear Water – haiku

New Year’s Resolution – serious ranting

Memory – free verse

Caged Bird – free verse

Pause

How – ranting

Faces – haiku

Enchanting – haiku

Gratitude – haiku

On The Way – haiku

Chocho – haiku

Hotel – haiku

Just cluttering – ranting

Direction – haiku

Masquerade is Done – haiku

Dia Tak Mau – haiku

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