leaf Drop
leaf fly in the air drift like butterfly pick up by the wind rest in the earth with one question where is a grass? am i alone? with no friends i'm breezed and sick i will decay with cry everyday
Postingan
Origin of Poetry
we start with a words and associated with a thing and then they has a meaning when we mix it someone said it only a sign everything need a sign, didn't it maybe we make sign ourselves with a words without sound from your heart, or soul your reader sometimes there is a surprise when a word blow he explore sign it self frequently we are battle each other about it
Rain
falling and dancing with me my heart feel joy and my soul sent a pray my body grabe a freez hi, wait a minute down run too fast stay a while with me we can make a world smile
Covid-19
Despair and lonely counting die day after day gloomy every where desease come from no where panic and afraid graveyard smell a new dew flowing like a tears stop in uncertainty time