Cheering night

has forgotten

where the elders navigate the evening dusk

chanting the old story

And the young womb singing

Cradles unguarded thy morrow

forget the feast the age of

furrow the eternal bequest in the end

recite a message for the blind

covered in bandages of the world

By Citra Sasmita Β· June 2, 2011


17 thoughts on “VULNERABLE FRAIL

    • πŸ˜€ really??
      thank you mindlovemisery πŸ™‚
      there’s many years ago I tried to write poem since I study physics in university. sometime I doubt my sense of poetry because using my left brain in thinking activity decrease the left one as the source of fantasy. and that’s why I still need learn more and more about interpreting something πŸ™‚

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