Lost in a crowd
Screaming in silent voice
Help is a mere word
But for many, it remains a wish
Drowned in sorrows
Gulping in a pool of misery
Reaching for the hands of those
Who could lift spirits up to another degree
Struggles are daily serving
Energy and emotion squeezed for apittance
The limbs of life are crippling
Yet heartless breeds see only pretence
Love that never dries up
From The Owner of all lives
Says never thou give up
On hopes and all things thou wish
Run, walk or even crawl further on
To the peering light sent by The Creator
Sign for His creatures to carry on
Living the life with great honour.
By: Siti Muyasaroh
2 comments:
harapan muncul dalam sengsara
very passionate poem
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