Non-sense Dissonance

This poem spoke about helpless soul who miss the person she used to be close

You is the only word i
can not spell easily;

other that that, you transform into color i
can’t smell loudly

The fact frankly says; breath and beat of yours
are things i
miss everyday

Call me poor because i
right am

Malang Selatan,
September 2018

By firdhaussi

Still human;

Oh ya Allah, kena bgt mbaknyaa..

Nyesek ya lumayan 🙂 Terima kasih ya sudah baca tulisan saya, tulisan masnya juga thoughtful. Keep writing! 🙂

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