Puisi | The Verge of Silence

dull deserted sky at dusk
embracing the soul increasingly miserable
dim night greeting myself
infiltrate languish mind

slowly etched meaning
with love coursing
burning love in the ocean of despair
hit by a coral block

this miss is getting annoying
looming in a sad heart
seemed tongue-tied softly whispered
is it possible we met

staring at the night without moon
time passed which was increasingly bleak
live as if without happiness
on the verge of silence to touch lonely

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Solo, Mon, 9th March 2020. 11:29 am
'with love and peace'
Suko Waspodo
suka idea
antologi puisi suko