When my time come and in a peaceful sleep
lovers were gone, somewhere
Little sadly, teardrops no more, quiet , silence
Murmur in sorrow Slowly disappeared in dream of
the recitation
Amid a crowd of wet eyes, full of prays
Walking thru the side hill , strolling to the green
valley
Holding my body, bending down to the earth
Hiding whole body facing the holy Qa’bah
My soul trembled to the railing of lonely life
Here and there by day and night
Hiding myself and my grief to fantasy
Then, I woke up and sitting down the cold bed
Everything turns to the reality and i am lonely again.
Sour, sweet, sad to see the crowds around me
Dreaming of the day of my funeral
Syafuan Gani
Luwuk 19 April2016
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