Sabtu, 28 Januari 2012

A Night Poem

He is gone without a trace
I left with a saddened face
I call out your name
Just to reach some embrace

All the broken arrow
They shattered over thin floor
I bend on my knee
Picking up pieces by pieces
But find nowhere to put it back together

The herds of swallow flying away
As the day turn to twilight
And chill winds playing me far
Beyond my recognition

I walk through that path
Holding both my hands tightly
The sense of coldness that i hardly escape
Like it mocking me loud

I try to smile
Force myself to face it bravely
For i am sure of my fate
For he the true love i shall find........

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