Historias de Kumpulansyair

Kumpulan puisi yang dibuat oleh seorang amatir

How it feels to existn't but how to feel when nonexistent

It started on the eleventh day of the third moon, the day before my thirty-eighth sun, this year. Having seen her on the box days or weeks earlier, it occured to me that particular day to write a poem about her, not knowing whence and how the fancy came. And thenceforth words keep flowing into my head. She is such a famous beauty that it would be inexpedient to name her in my poems. So I make use of an alias instead of her plain name. This collection of poems expresses the emotions I feel for and about her.