“The cups of happiness”
Alf Sukatmo. 2015
Pencil on paper
Tigapuluh lima tahun nanti
Dan hembus napasku
Masih meninggalkan embun pada cermin
Akankah kau tetap menemaniku
Menikmati secangkir teh
Atau mungkin dua
Seperti sore ini
Tepat sebelum senja benar-benar datang
Tangerang, sore 25 Februari 2015
“Sunday Morning Soccer” by Alf Sukatmo. Pencil on paper.
Yesterday morning, i had a chance to get up from my ‘dying’ bed, sneaked out and watched the kids playing soccer at a field near my house. They were playing just for fun, just for the enjoyment of the game. There were no tactics, no strategies, they were just running along chasing the ball, kicking, tumbling, yelling, laughing, scoring.
They were happy and for a brief moment I was happy too.
South Tangerang, 02/06/2014
A Thought Of Happiness by Alf Sukatmo. Pencil, watercolor on paper.
There you are
A feel only for remembering
How real you were
But i am still seeing you
In my dreams
Smiling happy as fresh as morning dew
How you used to be my thought of happiness
Or what if