A poem for YOU

Lighters

Menapak, menunggu hingga ceria bawa pergi rasa ini

Kala asap sudah melayang tinggi dan ceria itu menjadi abu

Putaran-putaran masa lalu seakan menusuk dalam

Meremukkan asa yang tinggal setitik

Bahagia ini tak sempurna, tanpa sejumput senyum itu

Nafas ini tak akan sama, tanpa cahaya tawamu

Remuk berkarat inti jiwa ini

Teringat bagaimana banyak permohonanmu belum terpenuhi

Semua Tanya tak terjawab, ketika terlihat sosok cantik terbaring tanpa cahaya..tanpa kata

Semua penyesalan merasuk, meretakkan semua mimpi

Langit kita harusnya lebih berwarna - bersama

Masih banyak cerita dan pencapaian yang harusnya kita gores

Tinggal rindu ini, sendiri

Buat seakan pagi tak lebih dari rangkaian-rangkaian mimpi, harap kau ada saat mentari tebar pagi

Dapatkah aku terbangun, saat kau masih beri senyum

Namun malam demi malam harus terentang lebih jauh

Pagi ini kucoba angkat jiwa tinggi melihat angkasa

Hingga saat kita bertemu lagi kawan…

Senyummu akan jadi terang di langit

Yang akan ingatkan langkahku

Melangkah tiap detik pencapaian, dengan keyakinan raih tiap mimpi-mimpi kita

Tak akan kulupakan tiap detik bersamamu

Tak akan kulupakan semangatmu

Tak akan kulepas jabat tanganmu

Tak akan kulepas janji denganmu

Akan ku rentangkan tanganku

Akan ku berdiri, berjalan lagi – walau kau tak disisi

Percaya bahwa, satu saat nanti aku bisa menunggumu di sisi jalan

Dan tunjukkanmu hasil-hasil anganku… semoga senyummu menjemputnya.

Dedicated for Jessica Jo & her great friends | Gandhi School Ancol | Atma Jaya University

29 – 8 – 2011

By Anddy Steven

“Marvel not at this: for the hour is coming, in the which all that are in the graves shall hear his voice, and shall come forth; they that have done good, unto the resurrection of life” - John 5:28, 29

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All the writers of this blog are lecturers, all of those years of teaching, we meet lots of different, yet unique, individuals that we call STUDENTS.

So the topic of our writing will be about our students. I lost one of my best students, Jessica Jo, she passed away and it was a great lost for me. So before its too late..why don't we write something for them....

Individuals who had given us their trust and who had taught us a lot, in so many dimensions.

A Poem for Jessica Jo

Silent

I stood beside

With the crowd, mostly with black

I stare with salty water almost dropped from my eyes

And I ask why? This is too soon, Too fast

I walked..with heavy steps…

Remembering each of those lessons in the classroom

Where her smile enclosed every time she utter “Sir…”

Equipped with lovely eyes stared at me

Still attached in my memory, when she walked and passed me with those genuine smile

Rewarding each effort that I made, by running, appreciating, and giving

Now I stood beside you

With those three people stared at you

Look white, and I said “hi…”

But I didn’t find the same smile, the same words, the same sound, the same eyes

That day when I said goodbye, never thought it will be the last…

Never crossed in my mind it will be the end, with a bold period.

If I had more time.. I would say.. “Thank you and Forgive me”

If I had more time.. I would ask.. “What do you want the most?”

If I had more time.. I would ask.. “Do you need any help?”

If I had more time.. I would ask.. “Can we talk a bit longer?”

If I had more time.. I would ask.. “Do you want to hear other funny story of my life?”

If I had more time.. I would say.. “Why don’t we meet and laugh together?”

If you just could answer.. I would fulfill it all

But now, I stand next to you

Just staring at you sleeping, silent

I know in my heart I could only speak

I walked home with such emptiness that can never be described

I can say good bye to you, but not like this…

But the moment will come, when we can meet and share laughter again

Bye student.. it was a great honor to be able to teach such a remarkable student like you.

Thank you for giving me reasons to keep teaching

Thank you for believing, thank you for all the reward that you gave in my life

Till that day when we can meet again…

Dedicated to Jessica Jo – Gandhi School Ancol | Atma Jaya University | 27-08-10

By Anddy Steven

“If a man die, shall he live again? All the days of my appointed time I wait, till my change come. Thou shalt call, and I will answer thee: thou wilt have a desire to the work of thine hands” – Job 14:14-15 King James Version