Wirja Taufan

                                                   
Kill Death

I feel death
In the middle of a puddle of my footprints
There is no love, no flowers and butterflies

I tried to stand up
Without my feet Inserting my fingers into my poetry books
Betrayal and lies
Looted my universe Bring my footsteps into their river

I lost my steps
Where I will kill my death
Bring new life
Without wings of fire and death

Medan, Indonesia, 2019

Commentaires

Posts les plus consultés de ce blog