Thursday, November 08, 2018

Awakening


This is for i should love me better...
When the sounds bark from the sky high...
Fully covered is my pain...
Crawling through the lane...
Would i starve to death?
As sun starts to fade...
All was bright and early...
i was too much in cheer...
I am not to literally below my feeling...
Found is no glad tidings...
Me is like i was, to keep tuned of blindness...
Striving for no goals like a broken vow...
I really am thrown, docked at the awakening...
Something is splendidly slipping into me...
As the morning vibe creeps...
Thus, i can save my delight...
For the next dining talk...
Muhammad Nurul Hidayat
9 Agustus 2018

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