O my weak and fragile night lamp
when you mutter there are words that you do not understand
when you wielded your hand, you didn't know that meaning
O lamp, even the light of the soul when I get old
while your night cries shake the universe
your deep sleep that recalls my sleep every night
you are present when everyone is roaring chaotic and rowdy
Your presence creates a new atmosphere and warmth
every second your voice i miss
every cry I look forward to
every wake you wake up i wait
O lamp of my dark dark night
too long when you see yourself calling a name
the name you hear when you're babbling
mothers mothers mothers .... in my breath there was water in my eyelids
when I feel how much he longs for your voice and cries
O lamp of my dark skin
my heart is sad when I remember that day
the day I was injured and also stammered because of you
I carry and meet your every need
Your mother's love will not collapse until sometime.
thank to Admin @dibartim
B.indonesia
Wahai pelita malamku yang tanguh dan rapuh
saat engkau bergumam ada kata yang tiada kau pahami
saat engaku mengayukan tangan belum tau akan makna itu
wahai pelita malah penerang jiwa saat ku tua nanti
sedayau tangisan malam mu mengetarkan jagat raya
tidur pulas mu yang menengakan setiap malam tidur ku
dirimu hadir disaat semua sedang gemuruh ricuh dan gaduh
kehadiran mu membuat suasana baru dan kehangatan
setiap detik suaramu ku rindukan
setiap tangismu aku nantikan
setiap gelak bangun tidurmu aku nantikan
wahai pelita malam gelap giltaku
terlalu lam saat melihat dirimu memangil satu nama
nama yang terdengar saat dirimu mengoceh
ibu ibu ibu....dihelang nafasku terlinag air yang berada dikelopak mataku
saat kuresapi betapa rindunya akan suara dan tangisan mu
wahai pelita malam gelap gulitaku
ruluh pilu hatiku saat mengenag akan hari itu
hari dimana akau luka dan juga terbata nkarenamu
kupapah dan kupenuhi setiap kebutuhan mu
kasih ibumu ini tak akan runtuh sampai kapan jua.
Regards
By @lingkar-photo
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