Puisi: Space by Aris Balu

Hey,

The emptiness in my day,

the list goes on like dead men fighting for a dream

Give me a reason not to burry her smile within my, oh fuck, I'm a fool

I'm no poet, nor I'm good at loving

I'm no man, for a man will do the deed when he has done dreaming

hey, 

I've read the story, of how love conquers all

it's almost natural

Like a cold morning or a warm night