Puisi-Puisi &
Poems
Karya – Syayid Sandi Sukandi (2007 – 2018)
Sanksi Pelanggaran Pasal 113
Undang-undang No.28 Tahun 2014 Tentang Hak Cipta
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Puisi-Puisi & Poems
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Poem - “You are the One I Love” 1
Poem - “Walking in A No- Land Place” 2
Poem - “Symphony in Yellow” 3
Poem - “Let Your Heart Speaks” 4
Poem - “We” 5
Poem - “The Flowers in a Park” 6
Poem - “The Bees” 7
Poem - “The Blue Sparkling Star” 8
Poem - “The Beauty of Angels’ Smile” 9
Puisi - “Sebuah Pertemuan” 10
Puisi - “Anak Manusia” 11
Poem - “Always be Alone” 13
Puisi - “Aku, Bumi dan Tuhan” 15
Puisi - “Desember Berkabut” 17
A Poem - Life – I 20
Puisi - “Matahari Pagi Bersinar Lagi” 21
Puisi - “Di Haribaan-Mu” 22
Poem - “Just Wondering” 23
Poem - “Harder than a Stone” 24
Puisi - “Hening” 25
Poem - “A Crying Tree” 26
Poem - “Completely Colorful” 27
Poem - “Life is just a Life” 28
Poem - “When The Morning Touches” 29
Poem - “The Broken Seed” 30
Poem - “The Moon” 31
Puisi - “Laut Kehidupan” 32
Puisi - “Warna Warni Kehidupan” 34
Poem - “The Smile of a Mysterious Lady” 37 Poem - “The Shining Smile on the Brown Face” 39
Poem - “The Singing Yellow Bird” 41
Poem - “The Sigh of the Desert” 42
Poem - “Smiling in the Morning Whisper” 44
Poem- “All I need is Love” 46
Poem - “Never know how that could be” 47
Poem - “Silence of the Night” 48
Poem - “The Beautiful Nature” 50
Poem - “Music of the Winter Season” 52
Prosa Liris: “Dari UU Ke Tuhan Yang Maha Tahu” 54
Poem - “Please Forgive Us” 57
Poem - “The Dream” 58
KATA PENGANTAR
Puji syukur kehadirat Allah SWT yang telah menganugerahi penulis dengan karunia dari-Nya berupa kesehatan, dan kesabaran dalam menjalani jalan cerita kehidupan yang beraneka warna dan rasa. Alhamdulillah… Puisi adalah salah satu bentuk karya sastra yang mengoptimalkan penggunaan Bahasa di tingkat metafora dan mendayagunakan kekuatan diksi dan konteks. Namun, puisi bisa juga dipahami dari sudut pandang stylistics (ilmu yang mempelajari Style dalam Bahasa, yakni paduan antara bidang ilmu Linguistika dan Kesusastraan). Ketika sebuah karya puisi dibaca oleh pembaca sastra, pemaknaan pesan
yang ter-refleksi di dalam sebuah puisi akan berbeda-beda
pada setiap pembaca. Justru, inilah inti penting dari sebuah karya sastra. Ia tidak mendikte, juga tidak memberikan arti lepas di luar diksi yang tertulis. Kearifan pembaca sering terpantul dari kepiawaiannya di dalam memahami dan memaknai bahasa tertulis yang dibingkai melalui seni, alias the touch of soul in each word of the poem. Sastra tidak selalu memberikan hasil pada saat ini bila ditanya
significance untuk pembangunan, namun sastra menyentuh
jauh ke dalam kalbu manusia, yang justru di sana letak kunci peradaban ketika ia dibaca dan diselami dengan baik pesan dan makna yang disampaikannya. Bukankah Bahasa mencerminkan Bangsa?
Buku yang sedang anda baca ini adalah buku kumpulan puisi yang telah saya tulis sejak tahun 2007 hingga tahun 2018. Dalam kurun waktu tersebut, saya telah menuliskan 42 puisi, yang pada umumnya saya tulis di waktu-waktu
dan situasi yang berbeda, pada saat munculnya inspirasi. Puisi-puisi yang saya tulis lebih dominan berbahasa Inggris, meskipun ada beberapa puisi yang berbahasa Indonesia. Di tahun 2007, saya mempublikasikan puisi ini ke dalam blog pribadi, yaitu Sparkling Silent Silhouette (https:// www.syayidss.com/). Setelah 11 tahun berlalu sejak puisi pertama saya di tahun 2007 tersebut, saya terinspirasi untuk menjadikannya sebuah buku di tahun 2020 ini, sebagai warisan dari saya untuk generasi Indonesia, khusus di bidang Sastra, khususnya dalam bentuk Puisi.
Ucapan terima kasih saya sampaikan kepada Penerbit Amerta Media yang telah membantu dan kemudian menjadikan buku ini bisa hadir ke tangan pembaca sekalian yang budiman.
Akhir kata, besar harapan adanya buku ini bisa memperkaya khasanah literasi kesusastraan untuk generasi Indonesia saat ini hingga ke masa yang akan datang, khusus bidang Puisi berbahasa Inggris yang ditulis oleh penulis berkebangsaan Indonesia. Setiap pembaca, berhak untuk memaknai puisi yang saya tulis ini dari sudut pandang apapun, dan dari dimensi manapun, dengan tujuan untuk mencari kemurnian indahnya bahasa, dan menggali esensi diri sebagai manusia, dan bertanya dengan lembut pada hati: “Aku ini, Siapa? Who am I?”
Terima kasih. Padang, 7 Mei 2020. Penulis,
Poem
“You are the One I Love”
you
Just to show that I love you Even all days are just passing me by
but now, each day has something to cherish
because you are with me by and by
until we satisfy all, our wish Honey,
just be with me every time you are in cold
let me by the love I have to take you out from the cold Listen to the tenderly nights speak to you
and, right over here, in your arms,
I kiss and I say I love you… Padang, June 4, 2007. The one I love is you You,
you and you are alone I am happy to know you Now, all the sorrows I feel are gone
Because of loving you When the sun in the morning rises
every day, I will wake you up
By touching the smooth of your lips
and making your spirit as the shining stars up
And,
every beat of us,
we can touch the silent nights
When we are not free but in tight
Deep down in the calm green ocean
I breathe over the swimming motion
escaping from my in limbo-land
and now
I am walking in a no-land place
Looking through the blue place
Showing me prodigious earth I’ve never walked
Feeling like I am a ghost Touching all the rugged things in a no-host
Much eccentric fish says ‘hi!’
Some are
in the ocean’s flyover
though, sometimes, they forewarn me
to be in a forthcoming gloom and now,
I imbue with no great salvation
Will this ocean let me in?
though I am not
a fish, not even a
water
I am a human
(Taplau, 2007)
Poem
When the blue is not blue anymore
It turns into a gray When you are not a hero anymore
You turn to be someone blue
Poem
“Symphony in Yellow”
July 28, 2007, by Syayid, posted in Syayid’s PoetryTo the mirror and the blue lake
Have you ever seen your face there?
How does it look?
To the air of life and the flow
of soul
Have you ever tasted the silence?
How does it feel?
The air and the moon of a graveyard world
Will, they let you die? Even if you are a miserable wretch
Will you be crying? You are alone
Always be alone but your shadow
weep in
Put you to the miserable end The smallest one, glittering out a blast
It speaks to be touched Shall it end with no hope? Right there, yes, right there Let your heart speaks... (Seminar on Literature class at Universitas Andalas, 25 Mei 2007)
Poem
“Let Your Heart Speaks”
Seeing the starry night We both in tight, be the knight We, together,
face the long lonely – fight
Reaching the peace of a light We both wish upon the river The stone and the ice of water
We melt them forever As they are bare, ever Wishing you,
my woman, be the candle You hold me, give me a handle You, my woman, be held as mine Forever, we will be fine
Poem
“We”
Walking in the park an iPod on my ear
A Nasturtium attracts me I touch and smell its’ fragrance
What a beautiful flower I
feel Then, I walk
Many flowers in the park
They are invulnerable although many trees drop their leaves
will I make a bouquet from this park?
Though this earth is spacious
my eye catches a beautiful
in its’ family, it is so beautiful to see
this scenery kills my strong vehement
although it is a hindsight action
Oh, God!
or, it is a delusion flower?
but the daisy attracts me, too
What a conundrum
although nasturtium is no yet a park
but a paradise of elusive
flowers…
(My Home Garden, a favorite spot when I am sad) – Syayid 2007
Poem
“The Flowers in a Park”
July 28, 2007, by Syayid, posted in Syayid’s PoetryThe bees fly in the park they look for flowers
to collect thousands of nectar
one bee recluses itself
the bee has no wings to fly
It qualms in the ground
the bees see the flowers like
a pendulum
moving right and left with beautifully
the recluse bee sees the other bees
they just slipshod
‘carte blanche?’, the bee asks ‘nectar! nectar!’, they said
screamingly
marring the nasturtium and dandelion
the bee protect the flowers
but an elf comes like a phantom
the frenzy things end
the elf is inquisitive to them only the bee, then, becomes a linchpin…
Syayid, May 29, 2007.
Poem
“The Bees”
In the green forest,
I walked in a slow motion Seeing the great tall trees around me,
circled like a round plate At that time,
it was in a night My eye caught a blue
shining star above my head I saw what it was
You know what was it? It was the blue sparkling star
Lonely in its place,
but shining more than a sun Filling the empty and cold night
Then,
I felt my hands touched it
I felt flying to the sky above
To feel the warmth of the blue sparkling star (My home garden, ‘imagination’, 2007)
Poem
In a good morning day, when the sun rises so clear, I had a walk to my younger brother
and sister’s school.
They are still in elementary school.
You know what I saw there? I never believe that children are the angels of all men.
When I enter the class, they
said, ‘Hi…’
They all smiled cheerfully. Oh my God, I never believe that
The beauty of Angels’ Smile is in children’s face
No matter what, are we still the angel? or we have been being a devil?
God knows…
Poem
“The Beauty of Angels’ Smile”
July 31, 2007, by Syayid, posted in Syayid’s PoetryDari keheningan malam yang sepi,
seorang rupawan bersuara indah menyapaku
Ia hadir di antara bintang-bintang
dirinya begitu mempesona bagai purnama
cantik di kala malam suara-suaranya menggema di telinga
mengisi malam-malam yang sepi
entahlah…
mungkinkah ia akan ada di sisiku ini
mengisi malam-malam hening dengan ditemani sebuah lilin ungu
ingin sekali aku menatap matanya yang sendu
menyentuh tangannya yang lembut
memeluk tubuhnya seraya berbisik padanya,
‘aku dan kau, kita
bersaudara….’
biarkan kita tumbuh
bersama angin malam yang bersemilir halus
menghiasi sejuknya kalbu di kala kita dilanda cinta… (Puisi untuk Rina, my little sister, I love you)
Puisi
“Sebuah Pertemuan”
Di keremangan malam, berlapis-lapis udara bersemilir
membentuk aura kegelapan, pekat dan mengerikan
Manusia-manusia berteriak, bersumpah serapah,
memaki-maki, membunuh tawa bengis dan jiwa kejam
seakan bangkit dari kubur Seketika,
detik-detik berlalu, hening…
Segaris cahaya putih menyembur dari angkasa hitam Menghujam ke rumah-rumah Hening… hening… hening… sesaat manusia-manusia itu terpana, apa itu?
Rengek tangis bayi, memecah kepekakan manusia-manusia lembah itu lembah hitam, pekat, berbau dan jorok
Mereka berkerumun dan bertanya-tanya
apakah itu?
manusia itu gembira,
Puisi
“Anak Manusia”
bertambah satu anggota mereka,
pikirnya
dengan waktu, bayi itu pun menjadi manusia
manusia,
terbentuk karena manusia di sekitarnya
akankah anak manusia tumbuh sendiri?
tidak,
sekali lagi tidak lalu,
cahaya yang ada di dalam dirinya yang redup
ia lupa dari mana ia berasal kesucian berganti
kemunafikan
sebuah misteri atau angurah ilahi tercipta
anak manusia mengais-ngais dalam kehidupan tumbuh, membesar, berkembang, bergenerasi terus menerus, bergerombol, bertambah banyak atau menyendiri hingga akhirnya satu per satu, mati,
berkubang tanah, atau terbakar dan,
mereka kembali ke asal cahaya
meninggalkan lumpur atau mutiara
di tempat pertama mereka menjadi manusia
Many nights seemed to be full of stars
In fact, I am here,
sitting in a dusty river, alone
Facing the light of the moon, shines in the water
I feel my leg on the cold touching the untouched sky with the hand
My fantasy
then swims deep through the river
seeing the magnificent world
of underwater Then,
I jump,
flying to the sky above
Feeling like I am a little white dove
But, I am here, sitting
Facing the stars, that is glittering I whisper deep
through the heart of mine To see the eyes
of my own shadow A worse,
a witch,
and a humble creature that is
to have a such great face in mine
No, my dear,
Poem
“Always be Alone”
August 22, 2007, by Syayid, posted in Syayid’s Poetrythat is not a problem
The dove is still flying
The mermaid is still swimming
You are the dove You are the mermaid
Never say,
‘You are always alone…’
I’m here with you, your mind and soul…. (My fave spot, my little rosy garden, my home…)
Larut dalam kesunyian Hampa dalam kedukaan Berdiri di atas menara ini melihat kehidupan manusia beraneka ragam dan
berwarna
sendiri, sendiri dan sendiri Hidup sendiri di atas dunia ini
Ingin terbang di antara bayang-bayang senja ditatap indahnya senyum sang mentari
kuning, gemerlap, emas Langit pun seperti kapas dingin, putih dan beku Lihat masjid di sana akankah ia menjadi hotel?
Melihat gunung, ia acuh dan sombong
misteri dan beku namun, indahnya alam dapat dilihat
dari gunung saja
Kumenyelam di teduhnya samudera
tenang, dalam dunia beriak lain
namun, membunuhku, manusia
Berlari mengejar bintang ingin kupeluk
kini, hanya sepi, sendiri dan sendiri
Dalam temeramnya hati Berjuta rasa bernaung di dada
Puisi
“Aku, Bumi dan Tuhan”
November 22, 2007, by Syayid, posted in Syayid’s PoetryAlam ini indah Bumi ini megah
Penciptanya pasti lebih dari ini semua
Tapi, mengapa manusia merusaknya? Salah siapa? Salah siapa? Sapaan gelombang bergemuruh bagai berkata Ia menyampaikan sesuatu Tapi apa?
Kenapa mesti pohon kelapa tumbuh di pantai saja? Dunia manusia
hanya materi semata Dan, dunia ini fana termasuk cinta dan persahabatan Hanya Allah SWT.
yang akan selalu menemani hati ini
Ia Yang Maha Pengasih Lagi Maha Penyayang Ambillah dan perihalah cintaku untuk-Mu, ya Allah SWT…
(Syayid, November 21st, 2007, Puncak Lawang – Sawahlunto dan Ngalau Indah – Payakumbuh, Sumatera Barat)
Malam begitu dingin dan membeku
Lampu-lampu jalan masih terang benderang
Menyala…
Geliat kota tidak pernah henti
Malam bagai siang Sama saja…
Di sudut ini aku terpaku Tersendu dan mengiba diri Merenung dalam bicara batin
Menatap langit yang seakan tak perduli
manusia sibuk dengan diri sendiri
terlena dengan dunia ini Desember berkabut aku menatap hangatnya sentuh-Mu
kebenaran itu memang berat, ya Allah
bahkan benci pun kurasakan
dari orang yang ingin kupeluk
Aku tidak ingin sendiri, ya Allah
sementara yang lain bergelimang dosa hidup bagai kupu-kupu memakan madu
terbang ke mana suka mati tiada sisa
Berat
sungguh berat
Banyak duri di jalan yang berliku, tajam dan terjal Sekuat inikah aku harus berjuang?
Limpahkan hidayah-Mu, ya Allah
Mataku terasa berat huruf ini pun serasa tidak
Puisi
“Desember Berkabut ”
jelas lagi Aku menangis Aku tidak kuat
Mengapa harus ada dunia, ya Allah
Aku hidup seperti terasing Menyendiri
Selalu sendiri
Walau berjuta keramaian di sisi ini
Kumenangis di sujudku pada-Mu
akan kah aku sanggup bertahan dengan iman ini? Iblis senantiasa
membujukku mesra, dengan gelora
Ya Allah…antarkanlah aku ke husnul khatimah… Aku ingin tersenyum
bahagia bila jauh dari dunia ini
Akankah aku pantas
menyebut-Mu ‘sahabatku?’
Engkau selalu ada ketika aku sedih
Memapahku menuju hangatnya hidayah-Mu Aku merasakan Kau ada, di jiwa ini…
Engkau Maha Agung, Maha Suci…
Ya Allah…
Engkau adalah sebaik-baik tempat
untuk berlindung
untuk membagi rasa suka dan duka
untuk mencurahkan isi hati Tiada kekuatan melainkan Engkau, ya Allah
Aku akan berusaha selalu… untuk tidak mengingkari nikmat-Mu semua ini… Dan kini
aku di dunia ini
Sampai kapankah ajal akan menjelang?
Aku rindu pada Izrail Akankah aku bisa membahagiakan orang tuaku
Rengkuhlah aku dengan sayang-Mu
Jadikanlah dunia di
tanganku, bukan di hati ini Sungguh, aku takut menjadi Qarun
aku takut menjadi Fir’aun Aku hanya manusia yang hina dan dina
Pantaskah aku dengan surga-Mu?
Ah…
Desember kelabu
Berkabut dingin dan beku, menusuk tulang terdalamku Hangat kurasakan dari hidayah-Mu
hingga kabut itu pun, tiada arti
karena cinta, kasih dan sayang-Mu…
La ilaha ila llahu,
muhammadarrasulullahu.., Shadaqallahul’adzim.. Maha Benar Allah, dengan segala Firman-Nya…
(Padang, 7 Desember 2007, lantai 6 Hotel Pangeran Beach, menatap ke laut)
Life – I
I never strut my stuff even when I am in the soup God is the only way I hand my life in
for all par of the course I want to be the jack of all trades
never shoot my self in the foot
but, enemies can,
even, friends, are able too!
drag me to the mud steal my thunder
However, God always there to help
when in the nick of time comes
Friendship is always the better place of mine
I’ll be happy as a sandboy in living my life
to be gentle as a lamb
Sometimes, I do some white elephant works
They call me crazy as a bedbug
Label me as a deadwood But, I am a lone wolf So, then, I am in the loop even never turn my head Life is like feast or famine God put it behind closed doors
until I come back from the dead
’till death is comin’ as my last friend and neighbor
rxzxhc’07
A Poem
Life – I
Udara pagi terasa begitu sejuk
indah dan damai
burung-burung bernyanyi merdu
begitu indah alam ini tanaman-tanaman bermekaran dengan cantiknya
langit tidak kalah dengan gagahnya awan
melingkupi serangkaian kehidupan di atas bumi sang laut pun menatap dengan tenangnya walau berjuta makhluk bersirip hidup dengan misteri di dalamnya
tanah pun setia menemani manusia,
hingga nantiair mengalir sejuk,
menentramkan hati udara berhempus, menenangkan jiwa hingga nanti,
setiap mentari pagi bersinar lagi
tak kan kubiarkan hilang hangatnya
hingga aku tertidur ditemani para bintang berpelukan dengan sang rembulan
sampai keesokan harinya di saat mentari pagi bersinar kembali
(19 Juli 2007, menuju kampus UNAND tercinta…)
Puisi
“Matahari Pagi Bersinar Lagi”
January 29, 2008 by Syayid, posted in Posts in Bahasa Indonesia, Syayid’s PoetryTubuh ini penuh darah melangkah gontai di terik matahari
Ia menyinari tanpa senyum Pada langkahku yang semakin melemah Aku pasrah
Aku rela
Sejuta bayang angan ingin kuraih
menghapus tangis menjadi bahagia
dalam kelam malam, aku menangis
mengiba di hadapan-Mu yang suci
Hati ini begitu rapuh, oh… Tuhanku…
Betapa ujian ini begitu berat Aku tak sanggup
Teriakan hati terasa bergema di udara
Namun, sepi yang kurasa Andai aku burung yang terbang bebas
melintasi ngarai kesedihan melewati lautan nestapa… Hanya di haribaan-Mu, aku memohon, oh, Tuhan… agar kuat dan sabar dalam hidup ini hingga nanti, aku mati… (Bandung, April 7th, 2008)
Puisi
“Di Haribaan-Mu”
Nearly to the place I’ve meant
So far…but, I will try In the saddest part of the journey
When all the crowd seems so empty
Yes, it’s full of soil color But, it looks good
Can you imagine, four cars to be here
Wherefore it takes into account
of strange things
Because I am a bird now
That fly perfectly above the
sea
To distinguish what is reached
in the loyal empty everyone is gorgeous
God…!
But, I believe, all things are in yours
I believe you give the best things for me
To face the darkest night To end the misery
’till I find a light
in which I feel that you are there
for all…
(MetroTV room for news presenter selection test, Jakarta, April 10th, 2008)
Poem
“Just Wondering”
April 11, 2008, by Syayid, posted in Syayid’s PoetryIt took me to wonder when all were over ’till we don’t have power ’till we surrender
He, the one, and only there, Allah, the most mighty helps when the help is nowhere
It is harder than a stone life is like a monotone
what we do is just moving on ’till death is turned on
then we ask, ‘what’s going
on?’
We are not alone
But deeply, we are alone Life is, actually, not over But deeply, life is just started
when the soul is taken over from the colorful heartbeat (Tol Jakarta – Bandung, 2008)
Poem
“Harder than a Stone”
April 11, 2008, by Syayid, posted in Syayid’s PoetryMalam ini, lirik lagu itu terdengar kembali begitu menyentuh
Tubuh ini terasa bergetar Serasa kembali ke semula, awal dari perjalananku menjadi manusia.
Lagu itu, begitu menyentuh Aku tak bisa menahan tangis
Lagu itu…
Ah, memang aku pemuda tanggung
Tak ingin menangis, tapi mata ini tak berhenti berair “Iyo santiangnyo aka rangik mak…
maisok darah dalam dagiang…
luka nan indak ka nampak an
alah padiah sajo, mangko tahu…
Nan bapasan mande… usah takuik nak,,,jo ombak gadang…
luko dek sambilu…cegak diubek nak…
nan jo piladang…” Ah, ibu, ayah.
Andai aku bisa memberimu kebahagiaan.
Aku hanya bisa mendo’akanmu
Ayah, aku sayang dirimu… Kapankah aku bisa
membahagiakan kalian? Hhhh…malam ini terasa begitu hening…
Sanggupkan aku menatap kembali mentari esok hari? (Bandung, 13 April 2008, Sukagalih)
Puisi
“Hening”
Far from the green ocean, a tree is crying
The ground is not fertile The air is not fresh anymore The tree is lonely
All but the water
Wave the green of the tree the mud is lying over there A blue and so peaceful It still, yes, it still Never of one knows why None of ever knows how
A Crying tree It is only a tree
It weeps only to another tree Without going to forever a mind
of a beautiful paradise on earth
(Pasar Minggu, Jakarta Selatan)
Poem
“A Crying Tree”
April 27, 2008, by Syayid, posted in Syayid’s PoetryWhen you have it You feel that you are grateful
When you read it
You feel that you are so in the knowledge
When you throw it
You feel that you miss a big thing
When you need it
You feel that you are hungry So, what is it?
It is a book
It is all the same everywhere It is only letters on papers But, it is what makes your
life has meaning
Yes, it is completely colorful Books make my life
completely colorful Then, you and I are the same, aren’t we?
Read, read and read They make you more as human being
++++++++++++++++++ (Central Gramedia, Jakarta, Indonesia, 2008)
Poem
We think because of brain We eat because of stomach We walk because of the legs and torso
We live because of what? Life is just a life
Living does not mean to live Life, yes it is
Struggling till the end But, for what sake? Money? Happiness? We think because of brain We eat because of stomach We walk because we need to walk
We live because of …
We need to live!
We need the life that is living
to live the life living the life By what?
Money? Prosperity? Yes, by what we feel good and comfortable at
that is sincerity
(Karunia Bakti bus, on the way to Garut from Stasiun Cicaheum Bandung, 2008)
Poem
“Life is just a Life”
May 18, 2008, by Syayid, posted in Syayid’s PoetryThere was a light
A yellow, soft, and warm in the sky
Touching deep through a soul
Bringing to the other sky
of a high fly away
The ears of everyone are listening
to a beautiful memory of a yellow-light morning sun
Feeling like, we are
butterflies
Let all fly to the sky Seeing the magnificence
Which is hiding
beyond everyone’s soul of the earth that we live so peacefully
with love forever
(Inspired while listening to Mozart, written in Garut, compressed in Padang, 2008)
Poem
The seed of a plant was created
It laid in the ground
Waiting for the rain to grow But, it will not grow
though the rain is there It was the broken seed But, it was good anyway Why cannot it grow? Yes, it is the soil The soil is not fertile The seed feels no more for life
No more plant
And no more plants in the soil
Then, what does the seed need to grow?
(My house, Padang 2008)
Poem
“The Broken Seed”
June 13, 2008, by Syayid, posted in Syayid’s PoetryThe moon shines so brightly Peace felt more on the moon Thousands of warm touch lies there
Wishing to fly to reach it
And,
Seeing earth that looks wonderful
(My sweet home, at “Loteng Rumah”, 2008)
Poem
“The Moon”
June 13, 2008, by Syayid, posted in Syayid’s PoetryJika duduk di tepi pantai berhiaskan karang-karang dan batu air
Gelombang laut tak pernah berhenti
Gelolmbang besar
perlahan dan pasti menjadi gelombang kecil
Begitu seterusnya
di segenap penjuru dunia Begitu juga kehidupan ada permulaan, ada akhir
Kita sering tidak bisa menahan pertengahan Begitu menghanyutkan Apa daya
kita hanya manusia
tidak penuh berkuasa atas diri kita
Ada kelahiran, ada kematian Ada persahabatan, ada permusuhan
Semuanya ada pertengahan Antara pantai dan samudra bebas
Gelombang besar ada di pertengahan
Sanggupkah kita merangkuh dayung perahu kecil kita yang lemah,
hingga ke
terjalnya pantai
Puisi
“Laut Kehidupan”
perahu yang melajukan kita?
Laut kehidupan… Akankah kita sanggup bertahan
bila perahu pecah oleh gelombang pertengahan…
Sanggupkah kita berenang
Atau tenggelam, dan, Mati di laut kehidupan? (Pantai Padang, 2008)
Seringkali,
ada terbersit tanya di dalam hati,
“Hidup ini penuh warna. Namun,
warna itu… tidak ada rupa dan rasa,
warna apakah
yang cocok untuk kehidupan ini?”
Bagai terbang di antara gemerlapnya bintang, lalu redup
di balik misteri senyum sang rembulan
Tangis dan tawa bagai dua sahabat erat berganti rupa
silih berganti, dalam rasa dan citra
Di satu sisi, begitu indah, elok dan mempesona Di sisi lain, begitu pilu dan merebak jiwa Ada elegan ditemani keangkuhan
Ada kebaikan berselaput keinginan
Ada kepintaran tanpa kecerdasan
Ada rasa iba ditutupi secercah harapan
Kadang menoleh di antara karang-karang kehidupan Lobang-lobang menganga berisi gambar beraneka Kehidupan ini memang indah
Dihiasi oleh bingkai harta dan kemewahan
Puisi
“Warna Warni Kehidupan”
February 1, 2009 by Syayid, posted in Posts in Bahasa Indonesia, Syayid’s PoetrySuara-suara gemuruh puja dan puji
Canda tawa para raja dan ratu
di malam hari
Bertemani permadani sang adam dan hawa
Luluh melantakkannya caci maki
Namun terkadang,
sesekali menyeruak suara keledai
mengasung gambar-gambar
fitnah,
menebar tarian dan goyangan prasangka, dan mengajak mencicipi brownies kukus toko gunjing Kehidupan pun berubah menjadi kelam,
namun,
di sela-sela batu licin, dan berlumut
memantul senoktah bayang keemasan
mentari senja yang indah
bagai senyum polos sang bayi,
tanpa dosa
di sanalah cinta ditemukan Sayang,
seribu sayang,
ia sekejap menghilang, samar-samar tertutupi rona nafsu
Perlahan,
karang pun kembali seperti dulu
hitam dan kotor
Dari kejauhan langit, ternyata memang benar, tanpa adanya gelombang, pantai itu tidak akan pernah disebut pantai, tapi hanya semilir gemerisik bunyi air
bercinta dengan pasir lemah Seindah laut biru,
sementara,
memantulkan warna-warni kehidupan
tanpa rasa malu, tidak ada masa kini masa kini penting, masa depan tidak penting, atau
masa lalu penting, masa kini tidak, masa depan apalagi
masa, ah, masa mereka hanya masa Mereka hilang ditelan pudarnya cinta Ilahi Tapi Ia selalu ada di sana, melihat dengan sayang-Nya hingga masa menjadi
seonggok abu ditiup angin Kehidupan,
bergolak seperti pantai, menarik yang ia dapat, menolak yang telah ia dapatkan.
__________________________ Pantai Bung Hatta, Syayid, January 2009
It was just good to know you, And I know that we could be so close,
as if it was expressed in your eyes,
and, as the moon shines,
reflecting your beauty
I never realized that I’ve met her
The one whom I always looking for
She gave me a splendid-torch bringing a warm-light such a star warming the cold-night
If only you would want to know her
She is more than just a girl But you are more than what I need
I just fancied having a creature beside me
And you, you were always around me
Seeing me crying,
Feeling all my deep pain in sharing,
most of all, listening to the heart of mine, dying
Your smile such a sweet
Poem
“The Smile of a
Mysterious Lady”
February 13, 2009, by Syayid, posted in Syayid’s Poetrymelody in the early morning Hers is so tasty
Let me choose the smiling one
The smile is the sweetener in life
It kills me with a thousand arrows and swords
again, it is not the beauty that off me
it is the smile of a mysterious lady recovering all the pain
finishing the incomplete
paths to paradise __________________________
To my former close-friend in Elementary and Junior High School, thank you for giving me a chance to see your smiling again, although the white-bed has kept you in the cold-night for days in the medical room. Hope you are well soon. “If the happy times we used to have were here in my heart, I would want to give it to you, dearest friend. I am so lonely without you”
I know you as like knowing the
other And,
you just the others for me Until one day, I found
your smile was so difficult to
be touched
But, when the day had gone to the north
I could feel that you smiled at me
In that brown face
In the way that I could not understand
So beautiful
We’ve been far away in a great distance
but you were always there for me
wishing all the best for me
and all the good things for
me
for all people around me for my family
and, to the bottom of my heart,
God, please, listen
I am wishing the same thing goes to that person too
It is such confusing me for what I have now
How could we meet in that short time
Then, you went just like nothing happened Even from afar, you still want to hear me cry like a kid needing a candy even without making any sound but you cared a lot I never know how you see me
but, I am glad to have you as
Poem
“The Shining Smile on the
Brown Face”
someone for me
Someone like a fiend,
But, more, I feel I only hope one thing
when the snow has fallen so cold
and the night talks to me for its unique tale
when all rivers are singing as the dancing dolphin in the sea
you are always my friend No matter where you are Hoping that you are always all right
Let the air brings my feeling
to you
For waiting for you to be my friend
For filling my memory with
happiness when we were together
God,
I am happy for you For your love
in giving me a chance to feel the beauty
of a friendship (Syayid, March 1, 2010, at 12:41 am)
The sun was setting in the east of an early morning A goldish light touched the earth
So beautiful
I saw the sky with the orange color
Refreshing my mind from the nightmares
The nights with thousands of tears
As a child without a mother Crying out loud in the darkness of a foolish crowd This morning, things have suddenly changed
Hearing a sound of music of the earth
In a passionate touch of nature
With a sweet tea in my hand I see your smile at me in that silver-blue silk
Remembering me to the angel of love
And, it was you
Feeling like I am the singing yellow bird
Having a beautiful nest in a green tree of heaven
Everything will be different without you
‘Cause you are the angel of
my heart
And I am the singing yellow bird
The singing yellow bird Flying in the golden
morning of the smiling east Syayid Sandi Sukandi. Indonesia, March 2010
Poem
“The Singing Yellow Bird”
March 13, 2010, by Syayid, posted in Syayid’s PoetryFor a moment, that happened
No warm smile that touches the sky
so cold and blue
Feeling like I was in the middle of a desert so dry
I turned my sight to that path
trying to understand, but there was a feeling of guilt inside me
or it was only an illusion? I saw that rain, but, my skin touched nothing
all were as if the
frightening hallucination of the time in a darkest silent night
I felt down on a river that was so heavenly
the more I swam into it, the more
the water felt like millions of nails
they broke my skin slowly till bleeding
and I have almost died for that painful struggling I waved my hand to the empty air
there was nothing so empty
is it the feeling of real but does not exist?
I saw that shadow of mine in that surface of cold river it was looking like it was imagining something
reflecting my face with no
precise details as I had in mine whose face that was?
Poem
“The Sigh of the Desert”
February 23, 2011, by Syayid, posted in Syayid’s PoetryAt last,
I would then live this desert will there be rain falling for it?
Will the rain turn it into the sweet memories in children’s’ books? or, it would be the saddest story again as it was always?
Will it be a place where all my bones are left unnoticed and perish by the times? Leaving the worse story over that broken window?
All remain unanswerable long I had seen that face the face of the beautiful moon
smiling like peace of love waving its hand to me and said, “please, come here...”
and,
after all these feelings, I sit down into the hot sand of the desert,
and I knew
that shadow would always be as mine
ah, shadow
wish you always be here accompanying the faces in the desert
for the time I would be gone far away no return
(Syayid Sandi Sukandi, February 23, 2011. A 410, looking at my students doing their final examination)
As I opened these eyes to see the darkness
I barely couldn’t sleep well that night
I was trying to look out from the window
to see the silent of the night That moment,
the stars were standing prettily above
smiling and dancing one another
beautifully…
On the left side of the stars there was the moon
standing lonely surrounded by the stars
on the dark night in the sky his face was so pale and blue as the king of all dreams or all nights
And then,
I was searching for the warm side of the night it was barely anywhere, but…
ever since I put these hands on this chest
there was a melody, of every beat of this heart it speaks as the calm and peaceful sound of a lake saying, “I am the moon” It was such a pain to love for never expecting to be loved
Poem
“Smiling in the Morning
Whisper”
It shines lonely in the night as the moon that hides in the dark cloud
feeling so shy…
When all the stars and the sky are silent
there was only a smile smiling in the morning whisper
to welcome the sun, restoring all the pain and sorrow
oh, morning whisper and
I am smiling into the sun… (Syayid Sandi Sukandi, March 6, 2011, 19.30 WIB, after having dinner with my family)
Whispering in a blue beach near the window
I see people laughing freely Feeling as if no tears to be kept
Hoping that life runs well as a shining moon
Down in the park,
A lonely boy is sitting in the bench
We feel like we are the same Lonely
As I come near him He cries
“All I need is a Love”, he said
I cry
“Where are your mom and dad?” I ask
“They are busy with their own. I am left alone”
When I look at into his eyes I feel an angle there, waiting
Days and days pass We are getting closer
Now I know, love can turn to everyone
Even to someone, we think only as a friend
I have love now Love of a young boy
And I am his biggest brother
Till he finds his parents
again
To go far away left me alone And the moon is shining so blue
While I am here, waiting for someone new to come
To touch me a love To warm with a love Love
(My bedroom, before going to work in the morning, 2009)
Poem
“All I need is Love”
April 6, 2011, by Syayid, posted in Syayid’s PoetryIt was such a nice warmest day I had in the yard
she was there, looking at the
blue little sweet smell flower
In a second, she stares at me as if she is so close in the eye But, again, I was just as silent as a dodo
Could I know that she feels my heart
Yeah, nobody knows that she kills me with the knife in her heart
So pain So dark
So yellow in the mud I am dying and it’s all gone
But, someone came and smiled
Then, the dark disappear as such a rainbow in the bird nest
So beautiful
But, again, I should have not known that person Cause it broke my heart all apart
When I know that I was just a doll for the person
Lovely blue beach, Padang, Indonesia
Poem
“Never know how that
could be”
The time I feel now is the one that is the most silent one
I can’t sleep, even though, I felt sleepy in my sight I woke up and saw the watch laying lazily on my desk
Its click makes a sound, tik tik tik… as if it speaks to me saying,
“It is three and a half in the morning. You should sleep…”
I whisper in my solitude… Do you know what I hear at this time?
Silence, a really, really moment of silence, The sounds of the night speak to my ear
Singing as if I am listening to the voices of thousands of fairies and angels in this
And the stars that hide shyly in their wisdom
Far away over there, asking me to come to their place and dance with them I look at the deer outside, eating the grass, in its peaceful smile,
But, I know I wake up for no reason
I do feel the crowd coming to my mind at this kind of time Listening to the silence Wiping all miserable words people say
Erasing all valueless of crowd, hypocrisies, money, and prestige
A friendship that is only
superficial
The friendship that is only made through the heart and pure care?
Silence has spoken all the
Poem
“Silence of the Night ”
December 5, 2011, by Syayid, posted in Syayid’s Poetryto me, in the way that I feel as if I am a holy man, but, no, am I not?
Silence speaks in the way, telling me
of all lies hiding in the trees of all sounds of having-fun young men out there, spending the night with someone new every day And,
In this silence,
I whisper in the deepest wish
Beyond what I feel, I pray… Please help, and make
people I love, happy
for they are the place where my happiness is in
Please let the soul of everyone as in spring
For they are the lights when all-stars are in deem way The world is chaotic, but only love and sincere submission to Allah SWT, make the silence as the songs of the fairies. ——- Syayid Sandi Sukandi
Edwardsville, the United States, 3:45 am, Sunday, Dec 4, 2011
Dignity, such a word Compassion… Lovely…
in that shining day
of a love that is meant only to feel
between two pure souls in their beautiful ornaments,
in their mutual differences, of everlasting similarities… In this balcony,
seeing those lovely birds, and trees hiding their blossoms,
Those birds are really beautiful
in their nature…
Jumping and eating the seeds,
their sounds, the winds…
Seeing all how this nature works,
and the sun that is elegantly showing his light,
beautiful… These things,
remind me of how nature works in me,
of how me, works with and in nature,
Nature presents such beautiful delights, but men, those men, seem to destroy everything… with no mercy, greediness, arrogance, irresponsibility, money… Although…
Poem
“The Beautiful Nature”
Silence of the Nightthe days are still passing by there would be many more choices in life,
providing many beautiful delights…
with, of course, many consequences, to take but those…
if only men can see them, approach them,
through such beautiful eyes, in the name of love and mercy,
that the Creator has given us to lead on this earth. Be the one,
that leads all creatures on
earth. And,
He, is indeed, watching You, for
everything that you do… You are indeed, not alone… To Him, you will be back. Every living thing shall taste, dying,
at one moment in time… But, when?
Are you ready? – Syayid Sandi Sukandi,
Cougar Village, Edwardsville, SIUE, Spring 2013, heading to Spring break 2013,
be a Magnificent Cat! – The friend of a loyal dog. In human nature –
White…
Tiny little white things Falling from the sky
covering the brown soil and the sleeping trees
like rain, feels like a blessing for the earth in crowdedness, many… Leaving the feelings,
entangled by the flying snow
here and there…
The blue sky is covered, as if, by a mist
Presenting the scenes of mystery
The eyes couldn’t bare enough to see, how the sun is shining
covered by the thick cloud
though he might be shy this time…
I look upon the paths in front of me,
and the ground,
Everyone is in the house A warm house, with warm people, with warm heart, Sipping a coffee or a hot chocolate milk
Enjoying every minute of conversation
Browsing…
Reading books, or writing a meaningful poem,
Making cookies,
Telling stories to children or, sleeping, killing times… Far from afar, that sounds begin to appear
Poem
“Music of the Winter Season”
February 22, 2013, by Syayid, posted in Syayid’s Poetrydistance, Na na na… La la la…
With melody and tones that I couldn’t recognize,
Feeling like every bit of snow is singing,
Reminding me of something Unknown, but real…
The sounds of every snow, sparkling in its own, touching the ground, Animals, Winds, Trees, Soils,
Everything… Dancing together, performing the Music of the White Winter And Cold, with Severe Mode,
but,
Lovely to See…
For a person who never sees any snow
Soon, the music will change In every beat
With the same sounds of
nature, Na na na… La la la…
to Welcome the beauty of the spring season
all year round… again, and again Until you
will leave all these seasons for someone new
Praying for you, in your Solitude
of the Never Ending Days, in the Afterlife
(Cougar Village, Edwardsville, Apt. 2A, Illinois, USA)
Undang-Undang... Hukum. Buatan, Rekaan, dan Hasil Perbuatan Manusia, di alam pikiran.
Mereka jadikan rujukan, lalu berevolusi menjadi Tuhan.
Entah itukah kini, jadi kebenaran?
Mereka sembah,
bagai tak boleh disanggah. Nun jauh di sana,
di negeri Tuhan dianggap tiada,
Uang adalah tujuan semata, Berlomba-lomba dalam harta,
Ketika jenuh melanda, pada harta yang tak buat bahagia,
mereka merajalela, pada bangsa-bangsa, yang dulunya sejahtera, mereka hisap bagai tak jera, melalui pemimpin tak berhati lara,
tenggelam dalam indahnya, Fatamorgana,
Dunia....
Betul kata bijak bestari, ilmu itu pelita hati, walau secercah sanubari, menghiasi diri,
Prosa Liris:
“Dari UU Ke
daripada berjati diri, namun hanyut dalam kealpaan diri,
tumpuan harapan segenap negeri,
disisihkan bagai tak ada arti.
Betul kata Ulama, Iman terletak di dada, terpatri dalam langkah dan tingkah yang nyata,
namun Tuhan, Allah SWT namanya,
sengaja tak menunjukkan rupa,
Ia tahu dan tak pernah lupa,
Semua akan kembali pada-Nya,
Agar ada pembeda Jawara dan Juara,
di dunia yang Fana. Meski berjuta berkata,
Evolusi ada di dunia, tapi gunung tiada berubah sejak dulu kala,
dalam wujud-Nya tak berupa,
... Nanti,
Di saat Ia menunjukkan diri-Nya,
Ia akan bertanya dan berkata,
“Mana Raja-Raja dan Penguasa yang dahulunya jadi Tumpuan kalian? Mana?
Adakah mereka membela?” Ah, Dua tempat itu... Surga, Neraka itu... Bila ada manusia kembali dari situ,
Tentu tak akan diturunkan-Nya Al-Qur’an itu,
bagai Lentera Terang yang tak bisu,
bagai Selimut Hangat di kala malam yang membeku...
~
Karya: Syayid S. Sukandi Padang, 28 Juni 2019 / 24 Syawal 1440 H
“Maka Allah menimbulkan kemunafikan pada hati mereka sampai kepada waktu mereka menemui Allah, karena mereka telah memungkiri terhadap Allah apa yang telah mereka ikrarkan kepada-Nya dan juga karena mereka selalu berdusta (77). Tidaklah mereka tahu bahwasanya Allah mengetahui rahasia dan bisikan mereka, dan bahwasanya Allah amat mengetahui segala yang ghaib (78)” - Al-Qur’an, At-Taubah.
Lampung and Banten. Tsunami.
All of sudden. No warning at all.
In what way I could be in denial to Your Power, Oh Almighty Allah? This earth and this
universe, including this body I have are Yours.
Please forgive us.
We, humans, sometimes do things that provoke Your anger.
You created us, and You can take us, anytime You want.
Please forgive us.
Please protect us from the
flaws that we do.
Please open those hearts of people who still do actions that damage the essence of life in togetherness.
You created us in different conditions and in such different looks, and different ways and hows to get to know Who Created All This? Earth?
This Nature? Please forgive us. (I wrote this poem to invite solidarity of all Indonesian brothers and sisters to have more care for each other, starting from your own family, then to your nation)
Padang, September 25, 2018.
Poem
To those
who chase a dream of an empty hollow
It’s a long long way to go if you want to work as a government employee, here, in this country.
The question is, “Who are you?
And,
“Why should you be selected?”
I would rather work for common people
instead, the civilians.
The wound is still there. I will still do my best for nation and country, but I would think twice if it is for government, where greedy and images
I am sorry. One day, maybe,
I am getting nowhere, for social status
that seems to be a fantasy, but I still have honor. Dignity.
Only the Brave knows it, while the kings,
could defy it
for selfish reasons.
In the world
where truth and lies play a game,
I would stand in the corner where hearts meet kindness and smile
Only God, the Creator, knows it
Poem
Pagi ini, 1440 Hijriyah, bergantinya waktu, ukuran tahun
Tahun Hijriyah, tahun umat Islam di dunia
Setahun masa pun berlalu sudah,
Amal-amal, di antara pahala dan dosa pun, telah tercatat,
Akan terbaca kelak di akhir masa
Bumi yang terbentang luas, bukti karya-Mu Sang Maha Pencipta,
Engkau cipta manusia, berikut segala rupa kebutuhan mereka,
Pun rezeki telah Engkau susun,
bahkan ketika mereka masih di alam-Mu Detik demi detik begitu cepat berlalu,
Terkadang diri lupa, Memahami betapa lemahnya diri ini,
ingin berpahala, namun hati berselimut riya’,
betapa diri ini lemah tanpa-Mu,
jauh di lubuk hati, terasa begitu banyaknya dosa-dosa, hanya Engkau yang tahu, Ampunan-Mu pun adalah segala-galanya
Ia yang penuh kasih, selalu memberi cinta
Puisi
Pada manusia, siapa saja Cinta-Nya tak terbatas waktu,
Tinggi serta agung sealam semesta
“Ya Allah, diri ini penuh alpa,
sering lupa,
tiada daya dan upaya tanpa-Mu,
ku mungkin tak pantas masuk surga-Mu,
namun ku takut masuk ke neraka-Mu,
mendengar saja aku takut, apalagi melihat azab-Mu yang pedih,
Rasa terima kasihku, mungkin tak cukup untuk-Mu,
Kasih-Mu, Sayang-Mu, tak terhingga,
Hanya Engkau yang bisa mengampuni dosa-dosaku, Wahai Sang Maha
Pengampun,
Mohon ampuni aku dan keluargaku, ya Allah. Aamiin”
Syayid Sandi Sukandi menikmati Puisi sebagai bentuk karya yang indah, yang terpantul dari susunan kata yang bersenandung. Ia senang menulis puisi semenjak
kuliah di jurusan Sastra Inggris, Universitas Andalas (2003 – 2007). Ia menyelesaikan
studinya dengan prediket Sangat Memuaskan, dan berprestasi sebagai peraih Juara ke-2 Best Student Award di universitas tersebut. Ia kemudian peraih beasiswa Fulbright untuk studi Master of Arts di bidang English, di Southern Illinois University Edwardsville – Amerika Serikat (2011-2013), dengan prediket Magna Cum Laude. Petualangannya di dalam hidup, sering ia tuangkan ke dalam Puisi.
“We may live forever as the eternal love, but we will die with too much love. Only with love expressed in writing, we may live forever, living beauty to all of our generations” (Syayid Sandi Sukandi).
