Pandora Poem by Niken Kusuma Wardani

I was a fairy -I thought myself
As I lived high behind the stars
Though my wings is not visible
I keep on believe I could fly

So one day, eager to prove it
I assigned myself for a journey
Trying my best shot for a rainbow
To find my own Pandora

The sun delivers the hint to rush
Emerge from my innocent drives
Blinded by the beauty will to posses
Little did I know the risk is a fate

I stretch my hands to the full length
Step barely out of the stars
But wait... why does gravity drag me down?
Where are my mighty wings?

The downfall is fast trip to the damage
Losing grip and fail to grab excuse to choose
The time offer no extension to crashed
A hard blow of the wind safe me

Stumble painful, struggle to climb
Where am I? Where the bright colors last?
The leaves whisper in breeze
I learn the prompt in silent

Cursing my false judgment
I began to think, all dream is a deceiving fact
How can I claimed my way back to the stars
Where would I belong?

I count the days then knitted with weeks
Meet by the moon in the passing years
My senses numb with old obsession
To reveal what captured in the jar

All say, the last is the best
It will eliminate all the hurt and the pain
It will simply bring all dreams to live
For a trade with the rest of your time

'What do you want? ' a fairy questioned me
'I am determined to have the Hope'
She smiles for herself, 'would you waste your life time? '
'I pay the price' I nod and wait

In a blink, a fine light with flowers scent startled me
The glitter bright and made me a-new
Soft to the skin and draw colorful shade on the palm
I cover with my finger, the light scattered in wonderful shape

Rush to unleash the precious gift
I forgot my entire plight
I feel content and grand
To regain my wings and reach heaven

Hold my breath
The intense yearning made me dizzy
Tremble I lift out the cover
The light faded, the color worn out

Oh where? !
Awaken, I seize in despair
I don't see anything but loneliness
Am I fooled by my own fantasy?

Is that why Hope has feather - to flee?
Should I wait in vain and die?
I trapped in the edge of colorful bow
Alone … at the end of my dream