SKETSA WATER OF LOVE

SKETSA WATER OF LOVE
Asma Dien Hasan

on the rain
is it possible that you leave a longing
poetry and poetry are vibrating
in my pulse
in the shrill voice of syahdumu
I embrace the love of my love

why dreams are always lantak
in the waves
anxiety, let alone what I need to visualize
into pictures and writing
is in your shadow
crammed into canvas sheets and papers

tears for a love
love that teraqmat often terlalai
breathed in every breath
beat with pulse

a united love
dripping wet in the morning dew
molt in drought of teak leaves

oh true love
which the world always greeted his face
the sun always shining on his face
the dew is always dripping on his face
the moon always sneaking on his lips
the rain is always present to represent it
accept the expression of a heart injured
accept oral word grieving
accept the screams of imprisoned souls
accept the language of body bear lara
even though the waves hit the rocks
let lightning strike the marble
though poison pierces the bone
and spiders damage the frame

I sob in tears
just one set of words
just one meaning
sketches of tears for a love
at the end of a night and a half
tears in the chest
for a love that is often forgotten
true love
love the owners of heaven and earth

Nganjuk, November 30, 2010

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