Shades Poem by Ayatullah Nurjati

Barren my soul wrapped in social desires
The green tray is shrouded in fact—stunned by the frenzy
Beauty is imprisoned by the coffin
Furious rattling like a dagger

Morning comes, the universe leaves the old sun
The day is bright and chaotic, pedaling all the orange clouds
The glittering night of shame quivered in the splendor of the colorful light bulbs

The mirage in the scatter ration
Metamorphosis in the strings of fatigue
The bars of shame absorb in the muttering of fresh water
Fish travel to the empty space of life

It's time to reap freedom in the shackles of life
It has come to crush the cursed demon that keeps the prison of interaction
Creatures that are stuck in bars of shame are collared creatures
The animal tethered in the interaction prison is the king of curses