tulisan hampa

Tapi aku belum pernah se-lega ini nggak nerima apapun di bulan Ramadhan menjelang Idul Fitri. Tahun sebelumnya, let's say sejak 2013, I have always RECEIVED A LOT, literally. THR, bingkisan, makanan, parsel, you name it. It was massive. Tahun ini, blank. Cuma 1 parsel, itupun sifatnya rutinitas. 1 toples kue, itupun sifatnya 'sekalian thank you' dari seseorang yang pernah aku tolong. But then I feel so grateful this year, more grateful than the previous years. I HAVE HAD ENOUGH. Sebagai orang yang percaya bahwa 'memberi itu lebih baik daripada menerima' tentunya aku seneng banget, berarti Allah sudah tidak menganggap aku di level 'penerima' lagi, melainkan aku selalu di posisi 'pemberi'. Ma sha Allah. seneng banget. Ngitungin berkat tahun ini sejak lahiran Karim tahun lalu... Ya Allah kok nggak ada habisnya ya? Anak-anak sehat, keluarga sehat, Sky bisa sekolah, Karim imunisasi full, berhenti kerja full time tapi duit tetep lancar. Ma sha Allah, ...

It's been a while I haven't written any poem, probably because I lost my sense of art. Believe me, when reality hits very hard, you lost most of your beautiful creative self. Or at least, that's what has caused me not writing anything since last month. Celebrating Summer, here is the poem written by Yusuf. SUMMER My name means people getting having lots of fun on the golden, yellow beaches. My name stands for the longest holiday of fun,  where anyone can do anything. My name is white clouds being as fluffy as scrumptious  tasty candy floss. My name will mean the taste of delicious, cold ice cream. My name stands for hard-working bees making yummy honey. My name means the bright, yellow sun keeping humans warm. My name is known for wonderful, wet, water fights. My name means the sky aquamarine sky as blue as the ocean. My name reminds people about how spectacular it is outside. My name stands for vibrant, colourful flowers, everywhere like leaves in...