The Sky is High

It's just a box of pieces of a puzzle about a small circle of friends. It's about the lives, the loves, and the hopes. One by one, part by part. Hung up in the sky along with prayers. Until each of them can fly higher by itself. The Sky the Rain the Rainbow the Sun the Moon. All are talking in their own way. Carving their small footsteps in the history of time. And now each of them can really fly higher by itself, and leave this house one by one...

Tiup peluit terakhir.
Aku kehabisan bahan bakar.
Aku tidak lagi berjalan, kulitku terkelupas.

Aku, tanpa rel, tanpa nama
hanya seonggok besi baja
tanpa penumpang

melengos, pergi
menanda mati

2 loves:

Anonim mengatakan... 1 Agustus 2012 17.13  

Hi, Rain.

Been a long time. I saw that you were feeling down? May this darkness fly away and your sky is bright and colorful once more.


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