Remembrances Of Past Dying Orchids - Poem by Instalasi Sastra
O my dear and sweet remembrances,
Thy unforgotten bloom still in fragrant scent;
When thy beauty captivated me in sobriety glances,
And enlighten six tortured years I have spent.
Thy traces remnant no hue,
While thy shadow remnant no light;
Indeed, this parting ended so sad but true,
Alter me into thine dying knight.
Leave me if it makes thou happy,
Thy heart could never be mine;
Let this anger turn me sappy,
Cause I have lost something I nearly twine.
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