Selabintana, Mid of November

Salabintana, Mid of November

 

It’s a place that hide in the deep of one heart
It’s a place where someone wrote in her mind
Since several times, it lost…  

 

Salabintana, you make her wake up from a very long sleep
Sleep, very tide, no dreams
It’s empty, before
 
Salabintana,  make those things gone by…
Gone with the wind
Clean by the water falling from the sky
 
It is Salabintana, mid November

One comment Selabintana, Mid of November

Divie says:

This poem is heart full

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