Don'T Be Dim [5] Poem by Irvan Hermawan Saichu

Let me as a hollow kinala {not empty, but fill with Islam}
That echoes throughout the hearts of Adam
Let me as a hollow kinala
Which always gives the room the whole soul of Eve
Although I could not do anything
Just empty and vast stretches in every heart
My job is not to make the rules because it is not necessary
My job was just reminded about the options created
Which still can be selected or not
I was very cold in reminding
I was the death of the day and soul
So that envelop you with an empty life. {Fill it with light}
I was the love of lost time
Who tried to warm up your emptiness
Let me invisible is present
And try to serve you oh my lover
I'm dead, very dead stare in my grave. {you live}
But my spirit is still trying to continue to provide wing
Wing for Adam and Eve
Wings to whisper pleasure awareness
Through signs that dwells in the dim
And only through the fire of conviction that marks a real