Puisi | Rest Place

Rest place

Old golden tree in the cornner of my teacher horse

Giving a good sign for my torture hopely not a rose

Ten pairs of branch dancing as the wind blow

And the shine moving with the tempo of leaves flow

Crowded hugging the lonely sinking

Cannot forget the swear my mother wondering

Resign my self and drown offer my thinking

Step by step my sweat was leaking

Thought My self have to be free

 so I went by My self and sit the seat under that tree

Those stairs was high had struggle to climb in

My fair could fight and wanted to survive from this ill

Being lonely here warming my cold heart

And this soul felt that will be not really  hard

Give a rest  before the test

The lenka's song talking with my breath

 let me lost the heavy bag as it melowness mad

I was sure my loneliness will fade my  hardest sad

Lets drown my dear

Lets gone my fear

Do not out my tears