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 ...
For Those Who Died
For those who died, I mourned and spilled a thousand tears,
Where all remembrance cast and sadness roar;
For heaven and hell, sacred option we surely fears,
Send our pangs and woes in final soar.
For those who died, I smiled and let thou free,
The best for me the God have given;
In God I trust the good response for thee,
My prayer to taste His beauteous heaven.