The flower can only wait
for the bee to arrive
yet passion appears from nowhere
to play hide and seek with peace
all that is gained is lost once again
timeless dreams are swallowed
in the yawn of awakened sleeper
yet spring rises like a phoenix
from the ashes of winter
all that is lost was never real
is the heart big enough
for the source of weeping
is the heart big enough
for this pure delight
Good Job!
ReplyDeleteOriginality is praiseworthy!
another nice poem comes from a talented person..
ReplyDeletei wonder who was the inspiration when she wrote ths beautiful poem....
cath..
mau bkin puisi ttg aku gak ?? :p
heheheheee..