Treasure Island

Qistina Zaini

(ipoh)

DIFAHAMI


Dalam kekerasan hati aku lihat ada kelembutan
yang tak pernah dapat terungkai
Dalam pedasnya kata-kata aku lihat kasih sayang yang
tak pernah dapatku mengerti
Dalam tajamnya renugan mata kulihat sinar
Matahari yang terik menyinari menyatakan
Betapa hati ingin dimengerti
Dalam halusnya suara dapatku dengar
dengusan-dengusan nafas yang lelah
menyatakan betapa diri ingin dihargai

Hanya kekerasan yang menutupi kelembutan
Hingga hadiryna tohmahan
Menutup cahaya mentari
Menista sinar kasih sayang

Namun…
Tidak akan pernah ada yang memahami
Selagi tiada yang cuba menyelami
Dari hati seorang insan
yang cuba untuk aku mengerti

Submitted: Saturday, October 31, 2009

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