Oke, puisi bahasa inggris kedua di blog. Sayangnya hari pertama puasa ini nggak berjalan baik buat aku.. Malah kena flu, uh.. Dari tadi hidung berisik mulu dan bener-bener bikin nggak konsen. Moga-moga puisi ini nggak kedengeran separah 'srrooot srrooot' hidungku deh (-,-||) Haha, nggak usah dibayangin, nggilani.. Ya udah, selamat membaca! Hope you like it ^^
It’s hard and cold…
Hard to breathe, hard to believe
The both ways I am stuck in sicknesses
As if my life was a story, I could’ve write it down dull and sorrowful
But it’s just not right…
The whole days I’ve been through isn’t a sentence that I can turn wherever I like
The happiness, the comfort, the hurt, the meaning inside my dreams
Everything I felt and have been brought into me…
It’s a mystery…
A complete unknown density
Could it be seen, or being heard
Or even born without emission
Don’t mind the matter, it flows fair and square
It does have no mother, but it does live all free
You can call it annoyance, and pretending like it never been done
Or you can treat it warm and find out the mystery…
It’s a history…
You could’ve been forgotten, or else…
Meant not to remember at all
But mine was different
Memories, a word to remember
I know it was there, I own the feeling, I own the scars
Smiles, laughs, cry…
It could be fun, as happy as a mad guy
But I was still expect more
It could be a nightmare, it hurts like hell
But I always took it proud and positive
I don’t care if it was smiles or tears I spread everywhere
This is my life, the whole world I have learned, experience
Within its every 1 minute and 1 second, I can feel it clear…
Unforgettable
People do have their own infinity…
An atmosphere where we are at the most top
When we become strong and feeling near invisible
A place for a winner, the throne for leaders
People do have their own infinity…
Whichever the core of ourselves
Whereas the powers following there
Something brings cheer and confidence
Something precious, both our will and struggle
Fly… The sky where we belong, a wind to spread these wings
People do have their own infinity…
And mine, I used to call it…
Heart
