Nobody knows what tomorrow awaits for us
People who came from the dust
Molded from his smooth hands
Perfections at first glance.
We all came from one,
But became different and totally gone.
We starts to forget who we are,
The only thing that stays are the scars.
We've totally gone so far
But still searching who we really are.
When we thought we've finally found it,
We just start losing it.
We already climbed a lot of mountains
Showered in every rains.
But things are still the same,
We keep on changing.
But no matter how much we change
We are still living in a cage.
Still lost in a paradise
We thought was made only for us.
What happens after life
Is something I couldn't write,
Nor imagine and paint it out
Cause the answer is at north and we're heading south.
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Her Broken Letters
PoetryThis is a compilation of the poems I wrote since the year I realized how beautiful writing your emotion was. The poems were a bit sad, some are inspired by songs, movies, or simply just by someone I stared at the bus station going to school. So, enj...
