Shall I stop?
Then fling it as trash into the latrine,
And let it decay there;
And amnesia: all of that were here,
Should I stop? Just stop?
There's no victory for mine kids,
There's no significant for mine babies,
Upon a venture of giving birth,
Pauper bard agony,
My zealous tears is gasping.
If new inclination is stoppable,
Do what I still pregnant now?
And labouring this words in bumble,
If they'll not going to grow —
Shall just stay in mine mind womb.
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PoesíaMelayu: Ini adalah puisi yang mempunyai pelbagai perspektif tersendiri. Bacalah dengan teliti dan bayangkan dengan berhati-hati. English: Hi my hasanahs, I hope my poetry would bring something special to your heart and the world. Have a nice road an...
