On that day
It already evening
That time was at 5pm
The rain pour it tears heavily
I'm at the hall
Cannot go out from there
Cause I don't want to
Make that adviser?( Penceramah)
Hurt his feelings by our attitude
I'm looking at the clock
Please let this end fastly
I cannot stay any longer
My Quran, my books
Calling me
That rains make them wetAt last I can go out
I run
To my beg
Even the rain
Shower me even I don't want
Please be save
My precious things
I don't care if
My cloth , my shoes wet
But not my books!
Fight with the rain
I take my beg and file
All of them wet
I forgot to zip the beg
I forgot to close the file
My things😭Someone call my name
Ah, my classmate
She want to borrow my
Umbrella
So, I share my umbrella with her
To go to the public phoneActually, I want go back home with bus
But looking at myself
I can'tI'm start dial my parents number
I have to
I have no choiceI'm go to my school mosque
I went to toilet
I cannot hold my tears anymore
I'm crying silently
I feel guilty for all of things
That happens
I'm solat asar
One little tear drop
I'm guilty
At the same time the rain
Pouring even hard
Fight with the rain
I crying
Because I'm too weak
How can I let my books wet
How can't I protect it
I'm just a silly
My favourite book
The last learn from my teacher
That was so kindI'm guilty
Is that I'm a burden to my parents
To come here and pick me home
The rain slowly want to stop
Like me that want to calmI'm looking at my book again
It hurt by looking
Things that you love
Wet, doesn't seem like the real
What do you feel
I'm feel so....uhI'm crying again
Like the rain does
There is so much hurt me todayI remind my self
To calm down
To make a smile
That hide my tears
Yes, smiling please
Even that heart already hurt inside
Allah want to give me a lesson
So I will never be like this again
To make me ready
If something worse happend
I will be okay
Because Allah Love me
That's way he gave thisOr
He want to forgive me
That always make dosaFight with the rain
Rainbow is there
You can handle this
That what your name meansFight even it hurt
Fight and keep fighting
Even the so many problems come
Allah is there by your side
Pray and Allah listen to usI'm must be strong
Like my name
Wipe the tears
Put a smile even it fake
Fight until the end
I will😂😭😂😭😂😭😀😊
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Voice Of Heart
PoetryVoice of Heart ( Kokoro no Koe ) My heart speak but didn't make any sound I want tell what i feel But I can't It stuck at my throat So I write My taught, my feelings That's come from the bottom of my heart Listen to the voice of your Heart ...