Late night thoughts #2

It was the first time you came to my dream

with your greeting message that you said to me

It was nice to be your morning thoughts

You came again, in the crowded place in my dream

I tried to reach you and I still caught you over millions people

we were in the super crowded cinema, finally you stood right next to me

held my hand, tightly

It was nice to standing by your side

There you go again, in scariest place I've ever seen

I saw you, but you didn't

you keep doing silly things and I keep laughing

It was nice to see your silly side

You came back, in a little time

Picked me up in the middle of the night

and we went to somewhere

It was nice to spending my night with you

Yes, you again

I forgot what we did

but still

It was nice to see you

Dream is the best place to me,

seeing you there

no one knows

even you

Should we meet again, tonight?

..at least I could see you the way I wanted to

xx,

Syanindita

Late night thoughts #1

People wonder if that was something between us
because they hear the affection in my voice
and they notice how tense lines on my face turn soft

I keep telling them about things you don't like
or about something you did in your life
I keep  telling them when I talked to you
they know exactly that I remember you

I don't blame them for seeing the truth I've been trying to hide
because I am here
and you are there

..but life doesn't end every night
nor when you're out of my sight.

xx,

Syanindita

We know, for sure

It's funny how universe works.

Sometimes the most expected thing doesn't come for real,

on the other hand,

The most unexpected thing comes directly without even realizing when it comes.

We got things that we need,

not what we want.

xx,

Syanindita.

7 days of you

Day 1

I got something I didn't expected, you.

Day 2

I got my first 'good morning' thing-in my dream-from you.

Day 3

I woke up at 3am and my first thought was you.

Day 4

It was obvious, and you knew that I miss you.

Day 5

I got 'good morning' thing in real life, from you.

Day 6

It seems so real that both of us went to cinema, in my dream it was you.

Day 7

I got my final-in the end people leave us behind-you did it too.

xx,

Syanindita

Proud of Batik Madura & Batik Tulungagung

Akhir-akhir ini aku lagi hobi banget pake batik, apalagi lagi banyak nikahan nih.

Nah sebagai anak muda Indonesia harusnya memang kita selalu melestarikan budaya berbatik dimanapun dong! 

Batik memiliki berbagai macam kreasi biasanya kota-kota di Jawa selalu memiliki nama batiknya masing-masing. 

Kali ini aku mau bahas sedikit tentang #batikindonesia. 

Well, yang mau aku bahas adalah motif Batik Madura & Batik Tulungagung:

1. Batik Madura

Batik tulis Madura memang cukup dikenal dengan karakter yang kuat, dicirikan oleh warna-warna yang berani (merah, kuning, hijau). Namun banyak juga kok sebetulnya warna-warna kalem yang cocok untuk anak muda beraktivitas. Batik Madura termasuk Batik yang paling di minati oleh mancanegara loh!

Berikut beberapa referensi motif batik Madura:

2. Batik Tulungagung

Sebenarnya motif batik khas tulungagung ini tidak berbeda jauh dengan batik lain yang berasal dari pulau jawa. Batik Tulungagng cenderung berwarna hitam dan coklat yang dijadikan ciri dan banyak di pakai, bisa juga warna soft gelap. Batik tulungagung sendiri sering menamai motif mereka dengan desa-desa batik di tulungagung.

Berikut beberapa referensi motif batik Tulungagung:

             

Kesimpulannya adalah Mau pilih #batikmadura ataupun #batiktulungagung sama-sama menarik dengan ciri khasnya masing-masing kok!

Oh ya, buat yang pengen beli dan gak tau beli dimana bisa di cek instagramnya @rizmaco untuk kepoin koleksi #jualbatik mereka hihi

Nahhhh… kalo foto terakhir yang dibawah ini adalah batik koleksi aku, yaitu Batik Madura. Bikin keliatan makin cantik kan:D  makanya ayo pakai #batikindonesia dooong hueheee

 Kalo ini detailnya :

Jadi, udah tau mau beli batik yang gimana?;p

Dandan yang cantik pas kondangan yaah, siapa tau nemu jodoh;p

See you!

xx,

Syanin

Here we are

So close, yet so far.
That night,
when the wind gets cold.
That night,
when we talk about universe.
That night,
when you suddenly leave for no reason.

I blame my self
How many sleepless night I have to spend?
How can I stay in the path you didn't choose?
How can I didn't see another world?

Time passes,
Pain healing,
But it's still hurt
Like a punch has been through my chest when it comes to memories of loving you

And here I am,
Let you go
Here we are,
Completely perfect as strange stranger.

xx,

-Syanindita

Tales of broken heart #3

"Our love wasn't the beautiful, tragic kind."

It was just tragic.

Sometimes-well, most of the time-love is just pain.
Not even the beautiful kind.
Not the kind poets write aboutand people romanticize over.

It's just plain sadness.
And people get the reality twisted.

We-or it's just me-manipulate it through fancy words
and hidden meanings.
We-or it's just me-makes it sound beautiful
like somehow feeling like your heart was repeatedly stepped on
and destroyed is beautiful?

Sometimes,
well just sometimes
love is just pain.

-renaisenancess

..and there's nothing poetic about that

xx,

-Syanindita.