in a short period that feels long
the time marker is so slow to reach hope
see your pretty face at first sight
starting with the flame of romance revealed
seconds of time in rhythm of heart beat
anxious fire stings the turmoil
not willing when passed without humming
the present sigh did not want to be quiet
twilight welcomes the moon
gloomy landscape decorated with lights
spoiled self clings in a hug
every surge of pure hacking love
dry night creeping sadly
missed the cool breeze wiping the atmosphere
hoarse snarling blue
body does not want to miss nirvana
sparkling stars spread sparkle charm
move towards quiet early
fast galloping threw up the high
since now days are no longer lonely
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Solo, Sat, 8th December 2018. 6:57 pm
'with love and peace'
Suko Waspodo
antologi puisi suko
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ilustr: Rashmi Pitre
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