Selasa, 03 November 2009

Puisi (poem)

Liver hurt !!!

I is here kept quiet Frighten without World word will dark by fog Likely light lose in him swallowing

I love is not hate When me try to comprehend the Meaning of love in fact But why only hurt which I earn

Nowadays my try to knit again a lef of for the shake of a lef of When that mesh will intact is you break with By a keen safety razor is You cut likely you do not having feel

I am only can be kept quiet the [by] seeing of Will surrender with all my Karma love is not , I who is in loving

Hopefully you is happy With my hurt this Hopefully you calm**peace******* With liver distress

Real of the infinite see To hear And feel What me feel He/She do not be kept quiet But he/she always hear my do'a

In a moment you will know the Meaning of love in fact

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