indra yuda

Rookie (01 - 08 - 1996 / jakarta)

The Love - Poem by indra yuda

Love comes changEthe change
Love changethe fire into water
Changethe being fragrant odor
Changethe arses sound into sounds birds
Dry changethe being fertile
Changethe black to white
Changethe cage be park
Changethe hot to cold
Changethe sick being healthy
And changethe splotchy become beautiful
But sometimes
Love also changethe unclean being permissible
Changethe jerkle became prophet
Changethe devil being an angel
Changethe became good evil
Changethe makruh be mubah
And vile changethe was good
Stay always be the changes of pres
That changed the face of the world
That transformed and a
That transformed hate to be in love.! ! !

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 3, 2012



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