I became a twig; a fragile twig.
A weary night bird leaned its fatigue on it,
The bird flapped
The twig cracked
The twig blamed the night
When the sun was distant from the touch of the horizon,
I became a flower; a wind flower
A hungry bee came to it
Bee perched,
Flower fell
The flower blamed the wind
Lust, love and us
Lust burns our soul
Love is more than just a word
We forget who we are
Why are we?
Lust is out
Love becomes a word
We remember who we are
What are we?
commentary:
This poem tells about elements in life.which our lives is always adorned with lust and love.lust and love it affects more than our common sense, make us forget who we sebenarnya.this thing is what can cause various problems of our lives . Do not be carried away by passion and love in this life, because it's not a good choice.
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