A Short Note
I might be pretend as a gorgeous insect on earth
Wearing many pair of silky socks to trap my prey
I hope I can ease the pain of my own poison
Or even leave a beauty scar of my pointing nail
As many as I try to be less evil or
As little as I try to be most humble
I could never performed better than I shape
I would never able to resist my own phase
Not dare to pursue a fairy to engraved a worthy wing
To be my eternal guardian in a simple tale
Not even have an adequate will to run a life
When I put on mask or make up both never defy sorrow or joy
When I shade a tear or laughter both never conquer love or lost
I wish once again I’m a caterpillar
So I can cut the significant frills
Or even plant a diamond in my sight
Before I jolt out in life and be mortal
The kind of dream in a trapped mind is torture
The rough truth of pain is amusing
Whether to commit a fate in a steady grip
Or to loose a wish in a bare mind
Would never be my option
I had follow the course far back too long
Still I would sacrifice this indecent life so early
When you able to catch a faint glimpse of a dim in my heart
Too much too soon… right when I die
poem by Niken Kusuma Wardani
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