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Rabu, 20 Februari 2013

MIRROR, a poem by Windarti


MIRROR

I saw her cry, at the corner .
In the midst of the night, silently .
A poor lonely child, heartbreaking .
Her eyes are red full of tears, stare .
Yet the anger radiates the room, strongly .
The look in her eyes full of revenge, blindly .
She walked towards me, eagerly .
            A poor lonely child, stood before me .
            I wanna hug her but I couldn’t,
            Stood still, time flew .
            I touched her hand, she touched mine .
            I wiped her tears with my hand .
            I said it is okay, just close your eyes .
            When I opened my eyes,
            She was gone, left me alone with a
            Mirror .


Windarti, 2013



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