johan surya Poems

but that thee was born
my futile birth seems purely adorned;
because of thy innocent life,
do i thrive amid vicious strife...
...

if life be a beguiling stranger,
strolling amid illusioned glee;
the soul be its ultimate face,
in the ocean of a futile sea..
...

but that thee was born
my futile birth seems purely adorned;
because of thy innocent life,
do i thrive amid vicious strife...
...