Rhytm of My Life
Dear the rhytm of my life...
Escort my elegiac symphony,
To a precise goal of eternity.
My heart is worn out,
filled by the emptiness that no space remains.
My darkest, my wildest side,
Fondle the weary wanderer...
I am your shadow of uncertainty.
When you get weary, when the time haunts.
I am your recalling memories.
I am the reminder of missing touch.
As the night holds you safe,
I could be nothing but your all thoughts.
Stare the heaven above!
Your multiplied longings.
Your endless searching.
Your envisioned blueprints.
Wrapped up into concept.
Nothing is that too much, tho...
Let it be yoo... !
Dance me over fantasy.
My cloudy shelter has presented me.
Cheers with no sorry...
Provide spaces to my crowded worry.
M. Nurul Hidayat
11 August, 2019
Dear the rhytm of my life...
Escort my elegiac symphony,
To a precise goal of eternity.
My heart is worn out,
filled by the emptiness that no space remains.
My darkest, my wildest side,
Fondle the weary wanderer...
I am your shadow of uncertainty.
When you get weary, when the time haunts.
I am your recalling memories.
I am the reminder of missing touch.
As the night holds you safe,
I could be nothing but your all thoughts.
Stare the heaven above!
Your multiplied longings.
Your endless searching.
Your envisioned blueprints.
Wrapped up into concept.
Nothing is that too much, tho...
Let it be yoo... !
Dance me over fantasy.
My cloudy shelter has presented me.
Cheers with no sorry...
Provide spaces to my crowded worry.
M. Nurul Hidayat
11 August, 2019
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