Friday, 26 October 2018

Kids Story

Title: Froghog
Live a frog and a hog. Frog likes hog to hop. hey hog hey hog, where today we jog? hog replied hey frog hey frog, why ask me, I am not a dog! then frog ask hog to hop in front of a fog. they walk and tell joke until they saw a log on an oak. it said "No hog, no frog, if pass they will be chopped." their mind clog and remain to be unspoken. then frog thinks and pokes hog. Hey hog, hey hog, let's just go and hope. Hey frog hey frog, are you dumb to joke! we will be chopped! said hog almost like being choked. hey hog hey hog, don't worry let's hop. then they hop and meet a giant eagle croaks. Knock! Knock! Woo I like tasty hog and frog with a coke! then frog tell croaked eagle to stop. i am froghog, a poisonous speciment, don't eat froghog, you might choke to death, no joke! eagle stops to croak, fearing of being choked. so he lets froghog to pass the log. Froghog, the smart creature pass the fog, frog and hog then happily live surrounding the world.  

Sunday, 21 October 2018

Apa Arti "k" Dalam Satuan Harga Barang atau Jasa?

Hi readers! 
Pasti sering banget lagi belanja online atau belanja sehari-hari kita selalu menemukan huruf "k" di belakang angka harga barang. Misalnya harga pakaian Rp. 234.000,- menjadi 234k. Atau ada di tulisan-tulisan banner counter penjual hp biasa menulis harga handphone Rp.5.000.000,- menjadi 5000k. Kata-kata ini juga sering dong kalian temui saat percakapan belanja online, hi sis atau hi gan, hi min ini berapa harganya? Kemudian dijawab ini 300k atau yang ini 235k. Lantas muncul di benak kalian apa sih "k" ini?

"k" di belakang angka harga barang atau jasa yang sering kalian temui diambil dari bahasa Yunani "Chilioi"yang berarti "ribu", kata Chilioi kemudian diresap ke dalam bahasa Perancis menjadi "Kilo" yang juga berarti ribu. Kata Kilo kemudian berkembang menjadi banyak satuan, misalnya kilogram, kilowatt, kilometer dan lain sebagainya. Misalnya 1 kilogram = 1 x 1000 gram. Dengan demikian, huruf k yang sering kita temui berarti sama dengan Kilo di Perancis yang berarti ribu. 

Tuesday, 31 July 2018

Sweet and Tasty

Hands are feeling cold,
my nails are well polished in velvet,
my skin are half open and wide,
with that silky dress I walk away,
oh it's rain pour and pour like hell,
but I don't run and I walk like model.

My eyes catch into yours like I see world,
and the night is like promises and fairy tale,
so we talk dance and laugh away as lovely,
don't go away and you say you can't find the way,
isn't it lovely to fall all alone to somebody you want?
waiting the time ticks more and have a space.

don't be that way, don't be this way,
we are too shy to treat each other too well,
impatience and rush but careful too each other,
sometimes like a broken glass, sometimes perfect A+,
I feel like a whore and a passionate partner in same time,
 at the end to say I love you to each other is a promise,
I talk to the mirror I talk to my body and I lost my mind. 

Hurt and we shake may be we break each other,
we know we have risk and made mistakes,
but rather than forgive we cuddling each other,
and only you know the way I could tear apart,
if things come earlier when we were younger and bold,
may be we won't end up the same like tonight. 

Sweet and joyful only come in one sight,
to listen on yours and my weaknessess,
things are unspoken and we vanish each other,
at the moment we are gone and never see again,
as we promise it's only for the sweet and taste,
may be next life we have the chance to be better,
No more and nor like now anymore.  


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Tuesday, 5 June 2018

Because I Am Wine

when I see with my own eyes,
how this world is so sick and helpless,
like counting on seconds and hours,
sometimes you feel like breathless,
sometimes you are out of control and tired.

But I have the ambition nor like the others,
to thank myself someday I have done the best,
because I don't want to keep guessing in my life,
I don't want to live in insecurity and no purpose,
before it is too far I arm myself here inside the heart.

I will be alright and work behind the stage,
classy like an old wine, the older I am the tasteful I am,
I am supposed to be keep going and let it fly,
as high as my dream and I know it is possible,
so when I wake at that day I see beautiful day.

Hey, nobody can change me,
hey nobody can wake me up from my eternity,
take my hands  by the time I am wine,
and let's go somewhere we can have wine all day. 


Thursday, 10 May 2018

22

I learn how to take responsibilities,
A year of I start realizing the society,
A year I start worry a lot and get a headache,
A year when I often have upset tummy,
imagining all those hazy future ahead.

On 22 I am scared of people,
I give borders to those who approach me romantically,
not because I don't give a chance or arrogant,
just because I am not sure with myself,
as well as a year I feel less confidence in myself.

A year when I have tooth surgery,
A year when I realize there is limit in this body,
as well as limiting what I like,
and see it as a merely temptation,
don't offer me drink this year I am not into it.

I am spacing out every time I walk around,
Is it bad? Is it good? People are staring anyway,
Sometimes I murmur I don't care who you are 
hey just don't make me cry or angry 
coz it's danger and don't get closer please.

I enjoy humming random song and it lasts everyday,
I enjoy observing small good deeds around me,
and I am scared to be pitied by people,
but I also don't have courage to talk with people,
like an empty glass, cling cling no more drink.

I enjoy giving money for those in needs,
I cut my hair to short for cancerous children,
I am happy I don't know why,
I am happy for small things around me,
and I am upset of big things around me.

I love to buy random  novels and finish it on two days,
I have meditation at night and cry out of nowhere,
I sleep with two blankets because I miss what warm is,
I try enjoying my food and cooking kimchi out of nowhere,
eating and watching variety shows which makes me laugh,
somehow I miss laugh so hard as well as cry so hard.

22 is a random year for me, 
sometimes I thought somebody curses on me,
sometimes I thought I was punished out of the blue,
sometimes I feel like I learn how to behave,
sometimes I think I know what a true lonely is,
it tastes like cold cucumber I dunno why.

but deep inside I am shaping myself,
I feel like I am sharpening a knife,
perhaps to face the world or perhaps learn how to fly,
it is a short escape, may be a long escape,
I think I try finding my lost self somewhere,
to find a meaning and to give a hit on my life.

22, with double two, perhaps it supposed to be,
I guess this life is twice as hard as you look,
but don't you think you can enjoy it twice as hard as it is?
Who knows anyway, who cares anyway
sometimes it hurts sometimes it aches around heart
sometimes it warms sometimes it touches around heart too. 

Tuesday, 24 April 2018

Hidden Memories

The moment we laugh together,
The moment we take care each other,
Now I have let it go but it will remain,
It isn't vanished but hidden somewhere.

Just mention your name makes me hurt,
then when the window is open for the air,
it wrenches my heart with loud like a storm,
so that is called as a painful love.

The hidden memories somewhere here,
knock knock my mind to always remember,
but I just feel grateful to ever love somebody,
to the fullest and with sincerity.

Now on I have to go for an adventure,
for a new memory. 

Sunday, 15 April 2018

Dark Sides

You look so black and blue,
struggle to drink glasses of truth,
the night is still long and the sky is dull,
and the melancholy put you aside of the corner.

Your finger touch trembles and turns cold,
you said you feel a dark side and it swallows you,
not so easy and difficult like you sway nowhere,
getting inside a deep dark black hole.

even when I run to get you to the dark,
those eyes are never be the same anymore,
they are wicked, lonely and destructive,
in your smile you tell me to let you be yourself.

Couple times, thousand efforts and heats,
I want you to ride with me and make you believe,
it is not a right place for you and it is a lie,
but you push me hard and wipe my hopes.

Bad things never turn good,
but good things would be someday bad,
why is it a very ugly truth?
Isn't heart change people and give lights?
Isn't love can heal those scars and pains?

We have been there in a  quiet alley,
we sang a song and drunk under falling stars,
because you smile and we run on breezy night,
like that simple feeling make so paradise.

Now you say, you don't own me...........
let me be myself, I live my life you say,
I can only stare and keep saying no,
while the dark side always ease you.