It's a Rain
By : Debrina Ayu
Sixteen o'clock
We call it a rain
Heavy - not going to stop
Sixteen o'clock
Five minutes left
My paper is fully loaded by nothing
You call it an empty thought
I live in it. I live in the gap. I live in you.
But it's two minutes left
When will we meet the rain in the same ground
I don't even move
Walk to the light, I haven't met the end
Cause my time is only now
In this minute - count down till
Seconds, second, and done
This is a nice poem, Deb! Yet, I'm a bit distracted by the phrase "empty tought". Do you mean "empty thought?"
ReplyDeleteThank you ma'am. Indeed, I meant empty thought. I'm sorry for the errors. :D
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