Saturday, 3 August 2013

Father

Father, still i'm wearing all my
sorrow, when you went through
my whole life for home, there you like
sun goes down, by your
doubt so clear, i
remembrance this month, yet you
must see me, I
released all to take a
way of happiness, for faith
without seekingback over
the wound even rest in a life
circle, I roll in
rolling on roll to ease
where you are, Father.


Usai kutulis ini puisi
aku dengar Baiknya
sebuah lagu milik kla project
di radio
kamarku
dan aku mengingat diriku
-ya diriku.


3 Agustus 2013

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