OH POETRYYY

Hey hey hey!!! So glad to blog it again :DD Too long to not in a blog, because my job as a student is TOTALLY BUSY. Well not too busy, but my body always get tired everyday, especially in a middle of morning.


Anyways, i've got a poetry lesson, an old-skool  poetry. In Indonesian, we call "Sajak" that have mean "Feelings". Because it is "Feelings", it's more difficult to understand it that other poetry. SERIOUSLY. It's more difficult than we thought.

PERAHU

Karya Hamzah Fansuri

Inilah gerangan suatu madah

Mengarangkan syair terlalu indah

Membetuli jalan tempat berpindah

Disanalah i'tikad diperbetuli sudah

Wahai muda, kenali dirimu

Ialah perahu tamsil tubuhmu

Tiadalah berapa jua lama hidupmu

Ke akhirat jua kekal diammu

Hai muda arif budiman

Hasilkan kemudi dengan pedoman

Alat perahu jua kerjakan

Itulah jalan membetuli insan

Perteguh jua alat perahumu

Hasilkan bekal kayu dan air

Dayung pengayuh taruh di situ

Supaya laju perahumu itu

Sudahkah hasil kayu dan ayar

Angkatlah pula sauh dan layar

Pada beras bekal jantankan taksir

Niscaya sempurna jalan yang kabir

Perteguh jua alat perahumu

Muaranya sempit tempatmu lalu

Banyaklah di sana ikan dan hiu

Menanti perahumu lalu dari situ

Muaranya dalam, ikanpun banyak

Di sanalah perahu karam dan rusak

Karangnya tajam seperti tombak

Ke atas pasir kamu tersesat

Ketahui olehmu, hai anak dagang

Riaknya rencam, ombaknya karang

Ikannya banyak datang menjarang

Hendak membawa ke tengah sawang

Muaranya teralu sempit

Di manakah lalu sampan dan rakit

Jikalau ada pedoman dikapit

Sempurnakanlah jalan terlal ba'id

Baiklah perahu engkau perteguh

Hasilkan pendapat dengan tali sauh

Anginnya keras ombaknya cabuh

Pulaunya jauh tempat berlabuh

. . .

Difficult words : 

- Madah                   = Story

- i'tikad                     = Believeness

- Tamsil                    = Example

- Ayar                      = Water

- Rencam                 = Rude

- Kabir                    = Big

- Ba'id                     = Far

- Hasilkan Pendapat = Rope It To The Land

It has a very deep mean, if you read it very well. Maybe my Indonesian teacher is right. We must save the old poetry, or we must make a better than old people before, even i know that it is totally impossible.

I don't know why, but i think i love it very well.

Okay, weird me. I even don't understand it at all!!!
Somebody, ANYBODY, please tell me what's the moral of this poetry!!!!

This is my Indonesian task T-T

Immidiately!!

F.I.H.A