Poetry by : Tri Bintang Utama
Line up neatly, like a dove that will reap food.
Cheer happily, like the market at the end of the month
In the crowd, I found myself frozen stiff. Because I don’t know where to move.
Longing is the answer to everything
Natural feelings that come suddenly
Disturbing the mind and damaging the soul
How is God, how?
How do I get rid of this longing
How do I get rid of this feeling
Do I have to be numb?
But it’s okay, all of that I can’t avoid.
Really, I failed to forgive my hypocritical feelings
Without realizing it, this is the sincerity of love.
And again, I die with my own sword