Never Berla
Maybe I'm weak
Maybe I never have tired
When I stopped crying pergimu
Keep me transfixed by the pseudo expectation
It seems pretty much always true ... I wrote
Always true enough in this heart kuiris
In order to try again, from first love
By he who is able to feel it
But love for you continues to survive
In the remaining piece of liver was also love for you I feel
Hadirmu longing can never be lost
Oh God ... how does all this have to kuartikan?
Fly Poetry
I never ran leave you!
Stepping away from anything it never occurred
I'm still here .... I'm still there ...
However sebait are now no longer have time I made
Every day kuhanya can say to heart
Tomorrow may be I spent more time
To write about the heart ...
In a form of poetry
In fact I never had time
My body just prior tired s'lalu
So that sense of despair and never had time
Get the right time for new poems I made
Until once again this morning
Longing in poetry back into
Outpouring of my heart in the form of poetry
Hopefully tomorrow I can be back soon
Tired
.
Tired ... I stood in the hot sun
Since you stepped away to go
Until this hair graying
Still ... do not I see you again
Tired ... it's just that this body die b'lumlah
Until the soul kept asking tuk waiting for you here
Until you present ...
Until late waiting to be part of destiny
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