Tuesday, August 12, 2014

[Fanfic] Puding Cokelat

Title: Puding Cokelat
Author: Vianna Orchidia / Annasthacy Chashyme
Rating: T
Genre: General
Summary: Tapi Rachel suka cokelat. Dia menyukai cokelat yang manis tapi masih punya pahit di dalamnya—membuat keseluruhan rasa tetap seimbang. Seperti hidup. / oneshot /
Warning: perhaps some OOC-ness
A/N: Sebuah fanfiksi untuk novel Prisca Primasari, Evergreen. Demi seluruh buku yang pernah saya baca, Yuya adalah salah satu karakter yang benar-benar bikin melting. I just have to write this. Ini diambil dalam canon-verse, tepat setelah kalimat terakhir bab 17.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Evergreen and the characters, and I receive no profit from this work.

Thursday, July 24, 2014

Through The Ages - Gabrielle Aplin (Kuroshitsuji Live Action Movie OST)

Who is the reason, the one you're living for?
Who is the reason, the one you're crying for?
If I look deep inside the caverns of my heart
All I see is you smiling back at me

This is where it all begins,
Your hand, so soft and gentle
I won't let it go
No, I won't let it go

On the last day on the earth
All I wanna do is share a smile with you
Till I cross the twilight
Nothing could be truer than this love I have for you
My love will testify and last through the ages

Every soul alive, the shadows in my heart
Every soul alive is looking for the true light
But when you let it shine, the blackest shadow hides
Darkness receding from the light of day

Nothing would ever be enough, but you spread your wings
As if to wrap around me now, you wrap around me now

On the last day on the earth
All I wanna do is keep a smile for you until I close my eyes
Nothing could be truer than this love I have for you
History books will tell our love through the ages

No matter how hard I tried, to find a reason to be living
Nothing mattered 'til
I found this love in us

On the last day on the earth,
All I wanna do is keep a smile for you
Till I cross the twilight
Nothing could be truer than this love I have for you
Everyone will know our love through the ages

Aaa-ah aaa-ah
Aaa-ah aaa-ah
Aaa-ah aaa-ah

Who is the reason, the one you're living for?
Who is the reason, the one you're crying for?
If I look deep inside the caverns of my heart
All I see is you smiling back at me

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Lately I've been bewitched by this song. A very beautiful, yet sad song.

Thursday, July 17, 2014

[Poetry] Selamat Pagi!

Selamat pagi!

Aku menyapa mentari yang hangat di kulit, cerah di mata, nostalgia di hati.
Aku melambaikan tangan pada embun yang basah di daun, segar di udara, nostalgia di hati.
Aku tersenyum ramah pada tukang becak yang lewat, ibu-ibu yang berangkat ke pasar, keluarga yang masih menanti di rumah, nostalgia di hati.

Ah, selamat pagi, kataku.
Sebentar lagi aku pulang melepas rindu.
Sebentar lagi aku datang ke pelukan engkau.
Sebentar lagi aku akan menemukanmu, dan takkan kulepas selalu.

-17072014-
Catatan pagi hari seseorang yang sakit rindu.

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

[Review] The Old Capital - Kawabata Yasunari


The Old Capital
(Judul asli : 古都 lit. Koto)
Pengarang : Kawabata Yasunari
Penerjemah : J. Martin Holman
Penerbit : Tuttle Publishing
Tahun terbit : 2000 (cetakan kelima)
Ukuran : vi + 164 halaman

Sinopsis:
The Old Capital is of one of the three works for which Yasunari Kawabata won the Nobel Prize for Literature. Set in Kyoto—the old capital of Japan for a thousand years—this lyric novel traces the life of Chieko, the beloved adopted daughter of a kimono designer and his wife. Believing that she had been kidnapped by the couple as a baby, Chieko learns one day that she was instead a foundling, left abandoned on a doorstep. Happy with her adopted parents, however, her security and contentment remain undisturbed until an answered prayer at the famous Yasaka Shrine dramatically alters the course of her life.

Friday, June 13, 2014

[Review] Ja(t)uh - Azhar Nurun Ala

JA(t)UH
Pengarang : Azhar Nurun Ala
Penyunting : Abdullah Ibnu Ahmad
Penerbit : Azharologia
Tahun Terbit : 2013

“Aku tidak pernah mengerti konsep cinta yang ada di pikiran para penyair. Buatku, mereka adalah orang-orang gila. Cinta, tidaklah perlu kita maknai dengan kalimat-kalimat hiperbola. Ia sederhana. Awalnya ia ada sebagai rasa, lalu, bila kita berani, ia akan berkembang menjadi kata. Dan bagi mereka yang matang, ia akan terurai menjadi laku.”
--Warna, halaman 80--