GORESAN PENA

Poetry !! Poetry is the inner voice. When you are sad, it is better to write a poetry than to be angry.. because anger hurts others, while poetry flows silently through the soul and washes your heart..

And in this story, there are some people who really want to join at poetry contest.. who is the winner..??  do you want to know..?? check it out !!!

A             : finally I have arrived here, hmm so hot

B             : hi, are you new around here..?

A             : yes, I’m from korea, hmm would you like to tell me the time..??

B             : it’s twenty past nine (09.20)

A             : I want to go somewhere at half past twelve (12.30)

B             : you still have a long time

A             : you’re right. Anyway, what’s your name..?

C             : don’t you know her..? she is a famous actress

A             : who..? tell me

C             : She is Zuskia Batik

A             : sure..??

B             : yes, I’m Zuskia Batik ! Okay, I have to go now because I’m in the heart’s controversy. Nice to meet you!

A             : it’s nice to meet you too

(Zuskia and her friend went away and A is alone, but not so long time someone comes closer to her)

D             : hi !! fancy meeting you here

A             : hi, who are you..?

D             : don’t you remember me..?

A             : No,

D             : I’m your neighbour, you are Marqonah, right..?

A             : yes, and you are Zubaidah !!

D             : yes I am

A             : wow it’s nice to meet you here but I must be off.. I want to join at poetry contest at half past twelve. Daaaagh

(they go away, and in another place there is someone who is talking with her friends)

E             : please tell us what kind of your activity overseas..??

F             : yeah, people said that you have just back from America

G            : ok ok, when I was in America, I went shopping at seven o’clock

E             : wow, what did you buy..?

G            : I bought pizza, spaghetti, burger, soto banjar, apam berabai and cincin talipuk

F             : awesome !! anyway, where did you stay..??

G            : I stayed in apartment

F             : wow, is that yours..?

G            : of course no, I was maid over there

F             : huuuft make me mad !!

G            : but I have travelled all over the world

E             : are you sure..?

G            : I’m sure, I met David Beckham in England and I had breakfast with lee min ho in Korea..

E             : wow, you’re really lucky

G            : yeah, but I want to join at poetry contest in Banjarmasin now

F             : can you make a poetry..?

G            : sure !

F             : okay, good luck

G            : thank !

F             : like wise !

E             : ok I’m first, I want to go work

G            : what is your job..?

E             : I am a seller in tungging market, see you around !

All           : see you !

(they all split up and suddenly someone comes and she looks so hurry)

H             : hufft it’s twelve o’clock right now.. I have to go mbah sirup’s house soon. Assalamu’alaikum

mbah    : wa’alaikumsalam, hahaha what can I do for you..??

H             : could you make a poetry..?

mbah    : haha. . it’s easy, I used to be a writer

H             : are you sure..??

mbah    : sure, no days without writing. Habiburrahman El Shirazy is my uncle, you know..?

H             : wow, you are amazing !

Mbah    : yes I am !! when I wake up in the morning I write, when I have breakfast I write, when I take a bath I write and even when I’m in the toilet I write, I write as always.. that’s my daily activity

H             : you are great.. but why didn’t you make a book..??

Mbah    : it’s because when people read my writing, they faint instantly

H             : what..?? it means your writing is breakneck

Mbah    : maybe so, but you don’t need to fear, I have prepared the best poetry for you

H             : wow, it’s very kind of you..

Mbah    : this is it !! only one hundred thousand rupiah

H             : waah, it’s too expensive.. what if two hundred thousand rupiah?

Mbah    : deal !!!

(they make a deal and H heads to the contest immediately.. and in that place, the MC  is preparing to open the contest)

MC         : assalamu’alaikum wr wb.. what a nice day, look at over there there is beautiful mountain.. and look at over here, there is a beautiful woman.. yeah it’s me !! I’m as the MC of this poetry contest.. how do I look..?? I look like kareena kapoor, right..?? tankyu tankyu !! now, I want to introduce you the juries of this contest.. for the first jury I’m going to call ……… she is a writer. and the second jury is……she is the owner of Gramedia. give applause !!!

MC         : let’s open our contest today by reciting surah Yaasin.. okay, for the first participant I’m going to call A. time is yours

A             : ehm ehm.. I know just how to smile, I know just how to laugh, I know just how to cry, I know just when to dream, I know just when to wake up, but I don’t know how to live my life without you.. you are everything for me, you are every breath that I take.. when you smile at me, all the rays of the sun are streaming through the waves in your lips.. probably there will come a day when we can’t be together, but keep me in your heart and I will stay there forever.. You Are The Flower of My Soul..

Jury1     : great !! you can pour down what you have in your heart to be a great poetry..

Jury2     : yeah I do agree, I have a pantun for you !!

                “going to solo for buying chopstick”

                “you are so romantic”

Mc         :give applause !! that’s really great good performance.. okay now, I’m going to call the second parcicipant.. please come forward !!!

G            :”bismillah.. it’s crazy to think, I haven’t seen you for a long time.. how have you been..? if we could look into each other’s hearts, you can see how much I have been longing for you.. you are my real motivator, you are someone who knows the song in my heart and sings it back to me when I have forgotten how it goes.. I may not be the special one in your heart, I may just be a little candle in your life, and I may burn out and melt after a little while.. but, I wish within that time, my light touches your heart even for little while.. “

Jury1     : so touching !! my tears are streaming down like rain when I listen your poetry..

Jury2     : so do I, please give me a tissue..

Mc         : great !! that poetry is really touching, our stage is flood because everyone has cried. Okay now, I’m going to call the last participant ! please show your best !!

H             : (take a paper in his pocket *paper from mbah surip*)

                “there is always a meaning of words..

truth behind “just kidding”

knowledge behind “I don’t know”

emotion behind “I don’t care”

pain behind “it’s okay”

but I want to say special words for you..

“I love you darling”

It means “nyaman papuyu pada haliling”

Jury1     : wow, that’s awesome !! I never listen that poetry before, you are great !!!

Jury        : yes you are right.. that’s the best poetry in this contest.. you are the winner !!

MC         : wow, really great.. you are the winner !! You are entitled to get a broken television !!!

                Congratulatioooon !!!!