Post 4

My Poem: FORT HATE

Gusts of wind greeted me
Greet me with a million memories
I was silent for a moment
God,
Million sword still embedded in my heart
Thousand needle still stuck in my heart
The many millions of memories are still enveloped my brain
I still remember it ..

Granules clear river starts forming in my cheek
At the time the clouds painted face
When the wind carried his voice
At the time of his rain Shedding tears

Do not cry for him
Do not even think about it
But, I really miss him
High fortress that I wake up
I have destroyed,
Destroyed by the power of the bloodless wounds
It's sick, very sick
But I was able to destroy it,
Castle ruin my hatred, with me on his homesickness