The Angel Is My Mother

The Angel Is My Mother

mirrors on the walls

show me where heaven is

said to be in the soles of Mother's feet

but there are only severe cracks

I saw his chest was bleeding

in a quiet corner, Mother diligently prayed

occasionally slap myself

the gleam in the corners of her eyes refused to subside

he says its not sadness

but an effort to improve God's destiny

I saw you lying on your back exhausted

since the evening he was busy sowing weeds in the garden opposite

she said Mother was withered

while you are happy with the cracking of flowers

Mother's body was battered

for snacks served in the kitchen

his head was filled with exhaustion

his shoulders were forced tough; his heart fell

mirrors on the walls

where is the road to the steadfast house

I want to invite Mother to stay there

in order to smile again the honeyest smile

because only behind his glazed eyes

I met lots of love

even though every blink is a wound

and the angel continued to serve, breaking her own wings

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BIDADARI ITU IBUKU

cermin-cermin di dinding

tunjukan padaku letak surga itu

konon berada di telapak kaki Ibu

tapi hanya ada pecah-pecah yang parah

kulihat dadanya pun berdarah-darah

di sudut sunyi Ibu tekun menyemat doa

sesekali menampar diri sendiri

rinai di sudut matanya enggan surut

katanya itu bukan kesedihan

tapi upaya memperbaiki takdir Tuhan

kulihat Bapak telentang kelelahan

sejak petang ia sibuk menabur gombalan di taman seberang

katanya Ibu sudah layu

sementara Bapak senang pada rekah kembang

tubuh Ibu babak belur

demi kudapan terhidang di dapur

kepalanya dipenuhi penat yang penuh

bahunya dipaksa tangguh; hatinya rubuh

cermin-cermin di dinding

di manakah jalan menuju rumah tabah

aku ingin mengajak Ibu berdiam di sana

agar tersungging lagi senyum paling madu

sebab hanya di balik matanya yang sayu

kutemui banyak cinta 

meski tiap kedipnya ialah luka

dan bidadari itu terus mengabdi, dengan mematahkan sayapnya sendiri