rasa apakah namannya..??

Aku ingin ini. Aku inginkan itu. Pergi kesana. Jauh di sana.

Rasa, yang kutahu pasti namanya.....
Rasa yang tidak bisa dirasakan... apakah namanya?
Seperti biru terbias hitam
Rasa.... kutahu rasanya
Bagaimana dia mencabuti satu per satu
Tiap helai rambut hitam di kepalaku
Rasa, yang buatku mandi akan derita
Rasa... aku ingin rasakan
Rasa.... aku ingin jauh...


By: lara willis

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The Wings

Alone, that what sense I feel now

Like nightmarish, ghost chase after in me

But, I wake up alone seeking

seeking my lost wings

cause I suffer from a lost my wings

Where my complement?

Who will fit out me then?

And I say "Come to me"

But it didn't shown it self

So, I take another look in my memories

I look bright, hopefuls light

Growth happiness in me

I still scrutinize

Then, it's overcast

My wings lost it's light and be out

I seeking it's again

"where you are? "

By: Lara Willis

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How Is It, To Be A Firefly?

A girl sits on the front porch all the time
When dawn, daytime, twilight, and pitch black night
At dawn sees dew
At daytime sees butterflies and dragonflies
At pitch black night sees fireflies

But her favorite one is at the pitch black night
Because she can hear the voices of crickets
Dance of fireflies

And, that girl asks……

How is it, to be a firefly?
How is it, to dance in a pitch black night accompanied with the voices of crickets?
How is it, to shine on the dark night brightly?

By: Lara Willis

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