Treasure Island

maria sudibyo

(280883 / parist van java)

Mourning Period


Wash the remain of midnight grief
Put a make up on your pale face
And wear the best black gown

Head on the consoling words
Accept their sympathy smile
And white handkerchief on the hand

Though the sky becomes dark
Though the air becomes cold
Keep breathing, keep breathing

Though the rain starts falling
Though the tear is following
Keep walking, keep walking

The flowers in full blossom
The candles dance in silence
And the picture of you smiling in the middle

Though the world goes distant
Though the night will be alone
Keep struggling, keep struggling

Though the voice is trembling
Though the sorrow is gnawing
Keep reaching, keep reaching

When the soil finally closed
The people slowly singing
Farewell, farewell

Submitted: Monday, September 19, 2011
Edited: Monday, September 19, 2011

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