Turn Into Flaminggo- Passing By Poem by Rifqi Syahputra

Turn Into Flaminggo- Passing By



Do you know what is the most fearful thing in live?
Do you ever do something such release, let go?
I was ever do something- kind of it
I had release my pigeon, fly the sky

Then i got something one day in my backyard
Such a pigeon i met on the ground- then
I smiled. but no- it wasnt my pigeon
But no, its wasnt even a pigeon
But no, that was a flaminggo
Ha... Ha...
I just laugh at it
I enjoy it views
Till it goes on
It just passing by

Do you know something great
Something great about flaminggos
It beauty
It silly
It funny
It goes
But hey i got one question
Does the flaminggos knows where are home?

Does the last time i saw a bird,
It was a flaminggos
Or my pigeon turn into it.

Thursday, October 22, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: change,come back,home,homesick,love
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
My Pigeon turn into a Flaminggo.
She was pretty, awesome but,
Does she still knows where are home?
Why just i saw you passing by
Through my backyard view.
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