In this road that slices the desert,
No one dares to walk across.
No one dares to fight against the flow,
No one dares to feel a loss.
Beyond the road are sights to see,
Your future in its realized glory.
It's tempting to ignore its treachery
When only blood is what's waiting for me.
An illusion to feed my emotions,
That's what it is to me.
No genuine goal won't come to fruition,
Without a sacrificial fee.
Take the long road, you'll see.
The pain blurs into pleasure eventually.
Beware the road that slices the desert
That shows a cursed eternity.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Poetry Of A Count
PuisiThis book is not suitable for audiences with zero percent sense of imagination and a mental age of two and below. I'm not really a great poet, just a guy who knows how to hold the pen and write the twenty six letters of the alphabet. But I like thin...
