Victoria's Poems

It should be another ordinary vacation day in Bali for me, but something in the air says something else. From the mesmerizing sunset to the colourful twilight sky that I just witnessed on the beach, I know there should be something special about the day. But my whole day already went on like any regular day... until it was dinner time. "Excuse me," a man softly touches the back of my lower left arm. I glance at him with a plate full of the dish I picked from the food counter on my left hand. My right hand is grabbing the utensils from a smaller counter. I stare at him for two seconds, waiting for the reason of why he provoked me. "Deidre," he looks relieved when I look back. But it's not my name he just called. I stare at him for a longer bit. There is something in his eyes that sends me a shiver. A strange warm sensation that makes me shiver. "I'm sorry, wrong person," I smile, both to cover the awkwardness and to get rid of

Aku berjalan pulang dengan hati riang Seulas senyum menghias wajah yang girang Ribuan kali telah kutonton sirkus itu Ribuan kali pula ia dapat memukauku Empat tahun aku menyimak dengan setia Mengenal betul setiap pelosok dan sudutnya Walau hanya sekian hari dan tak menetap Kunanti saat ia kembali untuk kutatap Atraksinya merangsang imaji dan hatiku tertambat Wahananya mengguncang tubuhku dengan nikmat Itulah sirkus yang membuatku mengharap Dalam setiap kunjungnya yang hanya sekejap Hingga saat ia berkemas untuk pergi Terkadang berbulan tanpa kabar dan berita Tak tahu kapan ia akan kembali lagi Menyapaku dengan hiburan gambar dan cerita Ingin rasanya kumiliki sirkus itu Yang memberi tujuan dalam hidupku Karena hampa kurasa tanpa hadirnya Meski sesaat kumerasa memilikinya