Kamis, 01 Agustus 2019

Ya Allah

Muhammad Saroji - File Pribadi

Eighteen days dusk,
the moon is covered in clouds on the high horizon,
let me lie on the cold floor,
very cold.

This is my day,
life crochet story sheet,
I really want to complain,
This painful sore is really torturous,
but without you,
What for ?

Dear Allah,
the color light is beautiful,
on this cold floor my story becomes history,
the scream of the soul who missed you.


Jakarta October 29, 1995
By Muhammad Saroji
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