My Poem by Astrajingga Asmasubrata

My



Again I'm again looked
Are eye's word on horizon language
Cause the meaning is overwhelmed
Missing a secret flickered

Time glanced I unmoved
As dark as the cloud rated
Sounded in the ear's chipped
Excepted, My who is not me

: Lagging behind
Not saying
Ended

(Pondok Bambu,2016)

Saturday, November 4, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: mind,myself
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