Morning Star
By Tria Rahmawati




It looked pitch black sky
As if the terms of meaning bound
Downstream breeze
The air grew colder
As if going
Sweeps all beings
Waving a banana leaf
Invite the moon tuktemaninya
but unfortunately
The moon was reluctant to say hello
Tonight was more silent silent nan
I saw a speck of light
Seemed to shine
Grabbed my tuk outlook
Apparently it had been hoisted
flickering glare
Decorate poor night
Now no longer moody night
Although people cooped tlah
He remains menjunjug
Great smile
Kejora
Cahyamu
Kilaumu
All eyes on you