SEE YOURSELF
By Rahmi Afzhi Wefielananda

Ordinary
Twilight switch
Morning, accompanied by the sun
The same


It is nothing
Royal throne
But there is no crown
Like a mirage in the clouds thinking

No longer
Gone need is shielded
Cracks?
Silah closed
Even with the grip of grief with each passing twilight morning

Call it is no longer the heart
He has his own throne terbiar
Mastering the only port-esteem
Withdraw from the trip feeling now