midnight expectation

in poetry •  7 years ago  (edited)

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I want to blend with the night,
Allowing cold to penetrate the bone,
Feeling cool the rest of the rain drops in the middle of the drought,
Especially if the sky drips back,
Wet this body,
Muffling the screams of the heart,
And make this teardrop with him,
Until my body weakened, tired,
Falling, falling, and falling asleep amid the rumbling in the soul,
Wrapped in a warm embrace of God that drove me in the shade,
Until tomorrow, my body has become a morning dew
That drips beautifully as though no more thorns decorate every story of this life.

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Good job lara @larajuwita47

Yg bek neu vote bg
Neukomen mantong 😄

very sweet selfie! 😊 have a nice day

Yeah thank's @viktoriyani 😊