To Whom It May Concern

RodriguezrealityBy: Rodriguez

Don’t sit and wait
Don’t sit and dream
Put on a smile
Go find a scene
I’m sure you’d meet
Someone who would really love you

Don’t sit and hope
Don’t sit and pine
If you’ve been hurt
Make up your mind
I’m sure you’d find
Someone who would really love you

I don’t know why you sit around
I only know if love is gone
Don’t sit alone with your pride

To whom this may concern to say
Don’t wait for love to come your way
Don’t waste your time
Make up your mind
And make it happen

I don’t know why you sit around
I only know if love is gone
Don’t sit alone with your pride
Listen to me and you would see
Just how fine your romance could be

I don’t know why you sit around
I only know if love is gone
Don’t sit alone with your pride
Listen to me and you would see
Just how fine your romance could be

Click here to listen to the song.

 

Today and several or many days later, I will post many poems by Rodriguez. I’m simply blown away by his words. How he used simple diction, yet he was able to compose it into a beautiful poetry.

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Distance Monster

It is a combination of things.

The eucalyptus, the stars, and the cold breeze.
The sound of unhappy goats and cheerful bees.
The smell of coffee and fried egg that appease.

And the picture of you.
And the strange warmth muffling in this chilly night.
And the bullshit about closeness has nothing to do with distance.

Oh, how should I explain?
I miss you insane.
As simple as that.

Ingin Pergi Sebentar

Aku ingin pergi sebentar
Dari hiruk pikuk hidup yang penuh hitungan
Yang penuh muslihat dan tipuan
Yang penuh topeng-topeng menutupi kepalsuan

Aku ingin menghirup udara pagi yang bersih
Ingin mendengar suara burung bernyanyi
Ingin bercengkerama dengan ketulusan
Ingin bercanda dengan kesederhanaan

Aku tak ingin bertemu kamu
Kamu yang hanya menilai paras
Dan menghitung apa yang aku punya
Kamu yang tak benar-benar melihat hatiku

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Wanna Go for A While

I want to go for a while
From the hustle and bustle of life that is full of calculation
Full of artifice and deception
Full of masks cover the falsity

I want to breathe the fresh morning air
Want to hear the sound of singing birds
Want to mingle with sincerity
Want to joke with simplicity

I do not want to see you
You who judge only on my exterior
And analyze what I have

You who do not really see what’s inside me

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