Love Lover Poem by Ayatullah Nurjati

Scars of a sad face into an image
The image that is getting clearer by the day
because of desire it becomes damage
I think resignedly while counting the days

I've never felt this before in my life
maybe this is the answer to my uncertain youth
endless search for love
I never worry about it

because the love of creatures is mortal
The search is getting more and more endless
now i don't expect much for it
only the sharpness of understanding about Thou I found what I had been looking for

00: 20 Am (WIB) Slipi, september 17th 2021