Puisi untuk Cantik

We may have different religions, different languages, different colored skins, but we all belong to one human race.

People without knowledge of their past history, origin and culture are trees without roots.

My culture, my heritage.

My culture, my identity..

(27) LOVE POEMS FOR PARENTS:

Life is dark without Mother,

And life is hard without Dad,

If you still have both,

Please drop a Red heart for them..

(28): POETRY OF TRUE FRIENDSHIP:

A friend is happy to see you.