Andri D Prasetyo

Rookie (06 03 1988 / Semarang, Indonesia)

Her Name The Lady - Poem by Andri D Prasetyo

Door in you slavered by winter this morn
Look at her out to standing the edge of cliff
Wind in winter like tornado swinging over the legged
Exploring the eyes with -no- to all sea and water so cold
Thunderous sound melody in mellow ear of her, still standing

Her to thing about women-woman over and over in one heart
In this misty air but O brightly have flower with cuddle off
Crying when remember this nursery memory liked her Mom
Her never, never finding miracle time, pleased to the God
Causing in this torn apart

Whence running although in the dream, her peer-to-peer naked
Sorry, the last saying she’s want to talk in this end problem
So naked, horrible, and terrible thought delight in wondering box
Fairy tale life as a life, to come back what wings to fly her

Be patient, be careful, sparkling the steps again
Alone, back to forest trees, where my home is
Hanging so clear and white, that’s the lady
The sun-flooded bring her again, unsleeping with echo

Should her to be stronger than before
Heart in heart, making fantasy walk in own path is her

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 11, 2009

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