Instalasi Sastra Poems
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Love Defiled [answer To A Beautiful Poem Entitled ‘love Defined]
What love is, but an error,
Contagious in two egotistic mind,
Rising a malicious terror
For a veiling intention that unkind?
What is love, but a fear,
Covered in pure pathetic vow,
Which wrung the heart to spill a tear,
Leaving the soul disgrace below?
What is love, but a vassal,
Ruled by evil voices that murmur,
In malice aforethought abysmal,
But lurk by beauteous blur?
And what is love, but a tragedy,
Since Adam and Eve to Romeo and Juliet,
In love story of everlasting comedy,
Remnant of anguish silhouette?
So I ...
Another year have past,
Reminds us how old we are today;
When our juvenile lost in a flash,
Surely in vain we played our own ways.
A New Year  hail to us with smile,
Compelled smile too gaudy in dusk;
For we who might just stay for a while,
And gone when He claims His superiority on us.