Bising mantra mengetuk di kepala Membisikan pada semilir angin beribu pinta Kelak untaian mantra itu mengudara Kiranya akan meluruh duka angkara Sebagian ku harap berlabuh pada tali jiwa Yang kini masih ditawan puaka Ku harap tabah menyelimuti dadanya Agar jika genap kelak membawa, ia paripurna Duhai waktu yang bergerumit mulur Aku titip nasib yang masih samar lebur Kiranya di kemudian kelak elok mujur Kiranya di kemudian kelak muram layur -vic
Welcome! Now you can see what's inside my mind. Writing will always be my self-defense, my medium. When the tongue can't form words, I find solace and joy in putting thoughts into writing, crafting a sanctuary where emotions dance on the pages. I believe that words have the ability to connect, inspire, and heal. So, welcome to the gallery of my mind, where every word is a stroke of the brush in the masterpiece of life.