Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
Let me hear the voice of you.
Writing on my page.
I text it to be true.
But that message is underage.

I take some paper.
Folding it to be a pain.
Flying crash it upper.
Still trying to stand again.

I walk on the street.
Looking for you there.
The path gives me more breathe.
Smells of you are the things of rare .

I finish my little journey.
So I can take a rest.
You choose me as a honey.
Vibrating on my chest.
Indonesia, 17th March 2021
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
There is nothing in nothing.
I get myself there.
There is a love in a love.
You take me affair.
Indonesia, 17th March 2021
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
I walk among the sunshine when morning comes, but when you see me you go away from it.
Indonesia, 17th March 2021
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
The sunlight said, "Good morning, my dear".
You got it when you opened the window.
The sunlight said, "There are many good things to do if you're in a good day".
Until you realized the cloudy fill them with tears and you got fear, but there are still good day indeed.
Indonesia, 17th March 2021
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
Even the rainfall,
the mind grows high to the sky
tell you flying by.
Indonesia, 16th March 2021
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
The night will be true
for the star and the moonlight
and I get you too.
Indonesia, 16th March 2021
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
The sea brings you to me
To the aroma I smell
Fresh air in there
The sun sets its light to you
And I get that reflection
It is so beautiful
When your eyes and mine staring each other
The seagull flies between ours
The sea brings you to me
And I sail until the wind blows my love to you
Indonesia, 16th March 2021
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
Next page