with poem

                                      * with poem * 


with poem I sing, until sunset will sank...
with poem I belief the mortal love will come....
with poem I cry, because of the cruel inject's time...
with poem I scream, although breath's time is silent...
with poem I see, in the valley hide a diamond...
with poem I  heard, the starving cities are grumbling...
with poem I run, however my green age get away

created : syarifah nazira