A beast in adolescence
Wandering amidst humans
Mouth ajar salivating
Eyes despaired in hunger
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A stroll at dusk
On a damp path
Bewildered in solitude
Immersed in silence
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On a silent night,
A whistling breeze caresses the slumbering neighbourhood,
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A port city
Its’ glory now engraved in history
Struggles to provide the few
Once glorified by vessels
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The child’s twinkling eyes
Gazed neither at rainbows nor starry nights
Her eyes drooped
Witnessing chaos and rebellion
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Pagi itu hening suasananya,
Bumi kampung masih basah disiram embun dingin,
Titisan jernih dedaun hijau gugur mencari bumi,
Tubuhku dimamah kesejukan nyaman di pagi hari,
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As I ponder what Merdeka is today;
I fail to immerse in one thing;
The one thing they had aspired.
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I rode on a street
To come across a kitten
Neither adult nor newborn
A beast much chubby
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Senja ini unggas berkicauan
Kampung tiada sepi seberapa
Tapi tiada ceria masa lampau
Tiada lagi ke sana ke sini
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