Jumat, 06 November 2020

Isn't he April?




 Isn't he April?


  It's so cold today

  I spent the long night alone,


  My heart is frozen very sore

  Remembering you who has been far away,


  Bloody night so dark

  This longing in me is unbearable,


  The rain hit the earth so hard

  I buried this longing myself,


  Lightning broke the silence

  I can't deny this is the truth,


  The walls shook with surprise

  The truth that makes the heart so sore,


  The bed cried sadly

  That makes this wound ready for a stretcher,


  Crying sad in April

  Then buried in the land of eternity, saying "Goodbye"


By: Kiyah Assegaff

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