Tag: weekend

The Wolf to The Moon

Learning, love, Poetic
The wolf to the moon
"I miss you, the eye of nights."
She sets, counting days.

time starts with the count of a rise

love starts with the count of a prayer

trust starts with letting go

space starts with acceptance

you & I starts when both howl in unison — calling what’s the moon is hiding

The Cave

Learning, life
Where is the quiet cave
Where I can read books, sleeping?
It's where trust is lost.

if I’m to live in a cave, l’d like to be in a cave with a library & a kitchenette

Sunset

Learning, Poetic
Sunset, Beloved
Whose Colours blanket this heart--
Everything adds up.

today’s sunset from my shower cubicle

Book of Love

Learning, love, Poetic
This book of love, Love
Its pages whisper your names.
Beauty, Majesty--

thanks for the space in life in which emptiness is truly not the empty

Between Raindrops

Learning, love, Poetic
Between raindrops, Love
I find hope and fear meet up
To climb a mountain.

feeling the gap between raindrops isn’t as easy as clapping hands 🍀

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.

🍀

What I Don’t Want

Learning
What I don't want is associating myself with anyone but myself, a human being in the making

Then marching lines with sprinkling comma,

Before one summarising period

One day.

Thank You, All Doors

Learning, Poetic
Thank you, all doors
That open or not
For showing me many ways
Whether or not to take
Are for whom
You declare the choice.

thank you, wise words for touching my age with laughter, smile, grin & tears

☺️

Passage of Time

Learning, life, love, Poetic
Time has passages
Walked by hearts with decisions.
Sloping and climbing--
Love welcomes what's been waited
Without payment and complaints.
The meadow grows green.

time gives me space to grow without asking me to pay how much ever I’ve learnt in the journey & without complaints how long I’ve had to reach a point of understanding

time allows me to grow from nothing to fly up above any layers of skies where nothing is empty or empty is nothing

time itself is so kind & patient, so much I’ve owed to time so the only thing I can do is keeping repaying to it by treating it gently & truly

dear, Time…

…. wherever you are,

thank you

🍀

have a good weekend, WordPress

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

🌻🍀💕

You Go, You May

Learning, Poetic
If they walk away,
Just walk away.
It means no means today.
As love is here
No matter what,
Footsteps won't give no way.
I'm content.
I'm happy.
After the last drip of what's in store is gray,
Whether it's coffee
Or Japan's May.

why doubtful?

leaving what’s not wanted in a mug after the coffee drip is done is what it should be ☺️

why looking back, dear coffee drinker

the air is welcoming you

go like a galloping horse

go like a slithering snake

go like the last drop of coffee in a mug

you’ve met the way

with or without your coffee machine, my heart is blooming everyday 🥰

🌻

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

Fun To Watch

Learning, love, Poetic, Those People
It's fun to watch
Someone who misunderstands
And walks to nowhere to be found.
Congrats!
You think it's my lust,
But it's a trust
That loving
You, just
You, not you
Is just.

panas, panas, panas….!

🥰

Garden in This Heart

Learning, love, Poetic
I'm water whose splash
Cleans wounds in my own heart.
I'm fire whose spark
Burns wounds to immediately heal.
I'm wind whose blow
Dries wounds to end the pain.

Dear, Beloved.
Let me meet a true heart who as well has become water, fire, and wind to one's own self.

Dear, Beloved.
Let us walk and sprint together in all trails and at the finish line meeting
You.

Dear, Beloved.
This heart is a garden where nature starts a cycle to end, ready to welcome the next cycle.

This year.

leafy ring 💎

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 is the earth
Who will bury stories, gossips, complaints, grievances to the depth
The very deep.
Layers of soil will dry,
Solidify,
Carbonize,
Fossilize
In peace.

Then miners come
To liquify what's solidified.
Diamond, sapphire, ruby, quartz....
Name more.
They're dug up
To the surface
Beautiful and shiny
Like love, hope and protection.
Yet some are glaring
Like pride, arrogance and domination.

Dear,
Heart.
Slip in my deepest self
And never open the doors.
It hurts to be mined.

Love is always precious like diamonds that adorn little life. Yet I’m resting after the diamonds are scattering on the floor, clinking around, rolling, some unfound….

The are some pieces left. The last to be guarded please the last….