Glance Longing Stretches
against the heart, in the dream
sometimes stopping by a fog of birds
on a cold morning, which blurs the sun
erect life thrust, along the labuh age
there depending on the lights memories and memories
even as it gets darker and darker
from season season he became a pass
the traveler who sought his lost love
there grass that has long been exchanged colors
flowers and leaves alternating fresh and buds
restlessness comes repeatedly troubling fate
only zikr and do'a become antidote
pain and pain
And occasional poetry becomes a touching song
In the wings tears drip slowly.
Nice one dear@dediis
Thanks dear @julistar
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