R. Ariffin (1975 / Johor, Peninsular Malaysia)

I see it then, in a lucent motion
Flowing down the silk of her hair
That has made my fire squirm and stutter
Shivered by the blackness of her stare

I see it then, in spiral movement
Hesitating along the crystal of her eyes
That has made my hopes crumble and fade
Chocked by the pungent of her lies

I see it then, seeping into me
Twisting through the words she marred
That has made me loveless and in pain
I see it then, the falling star burns me apart