Drying World Poem by Maria Sudibyo

Drying World



The world is dry
My world is getting dry
Dust flows ash flies
Tasted sweet and choked
like face powder
The grain sand's coarse
The stone and the sun
Road's burned by the heat
My tears vapour
Leaving a trace in my eyes
I was so close, I can't hide
Nobody knows
The dark in my heart's shrieking
Another reason to run
No other reason to smile

Monday, June 23, 2008
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