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from time to time i'd ask mama to tell me again about the story of my birth:

i was born a month late.
the doctor said, maybe i was
too comfortable to come out yet.

so, june 7th of '93;
it was 8.55 in the morning;
i came to this world through a
window incision called caesarean.

i cried only once. soon after,
silence was a friend
i knew ever since.

i am the youngest of my siblings.
my brothers' first name are all 'Benz' and if i had one ringgit for every time people ask me why wasn't I named Benz—i'd probably own one.

my girlfriend told me, based on my time of birth; i am a double-gemini.

I'm not sure what that means; but
I knew I had a thing for duality, like

earth and sky
day and night
life and death
english-bahasa melayu
talking and listening

ever since i can remember
silence has taught me so much;
you could learn more
by just keeping your mouth shut

because listening doesn't mean
it is the absence of sound;
instead, it is the presence of
hearing a person out.

it doesn't mean that we have
all the answers for our problems;
it just means that it's okay to leave
any blank spaces behind—

because there are pomes i've known
have [                         ] i've ever heard.

most of the pomes i've written
doesnt even [                           ].

so i left some them behind
because paul valery said:

"a poem is never finished.
only [                                ]."

jack kerouac said:

"one day I will find [                 ]
and they will be [                     ]"

this is not the first pome
about silence and how
[          ] spaces filling up
the place with [             ]

it is not about a young poet that is
trying to find his absent [               ]
in other people's metaphors

it is him trying to listen to the presence
of his own lines that's been waiting for
[                        ]

it is him trying to find the right words
to say how he would always love his
brothers even when [                        ]

it is him trying to learn why
does hardship looked so familar

—at 64, mama still carries
the burden of [              ]

and having enough
but never for herself.

it is me trying to be a good listener
but at the same time wanting to be heard.

because remember:

listening doesn't mean
it is the absence of speech
instead, it is the presence of
"I get you..."—even if you don't

have i told you?
i liked things in duality—

stage/page, light/dark, cold/warmth,
lost/found, hurt/heal, sound/[          ].

maybe, one day

i will find the root of my courage.
i will [           ] with all of my heart
about the things [                        ]
running on my [                            ].

i would finally write that pome

for [          ] & [            ]
this time—i would
stay by their sides

because i've learned how to listen.
after all—silence has always
been [                                    ].

also, what i've learned
the most is that [        ].

and to be honest i am still learning
how to [                                    ].

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 18, 2017 ⏰

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