We searched for our happiness
But we didn't find her magical hut
We asked the nights about her location
But the nights didn't know her hidden secret
She always told me about her
Until I started to summarize the feeling inside me
Oh my feelings, don't wander after me
So that my freedom isn't lost between those lines
And I am sentenced to life imprisonment
So I became with a heart in its groaning a book and a constitution
Oh my wishes, sing like a dove and steal
From my rain a drop of water wetted what is in the chests
So fear was with me since my childhood
Until I issued a pamphlet between me and my heart
Oh tear that made me become
In this universe, oppressed
Surrender and surrender your matter to God, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful
So that He may suffice you and reward you and erase from you all evil
About the Creator
Kisama Riyo
I have always been interested in poetry and essay, especially rhyme style, so I decided to post my essay here and see if I have any talent in poetry or not.
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