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851 · Apr 2016
you were.
Indira Amalia Apr 2016
You were so faraway
Yet with words you held me dear
For your return I pray
Alone at night, did you hear?
I’ll wait until the sky turned grey
Until these eyes can’t hold back tears
But yet you were close
To my soul, heart and mind
My soul black as crows
My heart heavy and blind
My mind blank, stops, froze
My feet trembles as I cross the line
I saw you there, holding a rose
You were in my soul, heart and mind
You are with me, as long as time goes
376 · Apr 2016
A Cry of Rain
Indira Amalia Apr 2016
It was the day I'm bounded with a spell
Were you crying or singing? I can't tell
But the rain was the one to erase your pain
Every single raindrop freed you from chain
Nightmares, problems, all collide together
Blown away with wind like the light of a feather
Yet you weep, and weep without a single tear
Until the sky transformed into crystal blue clear
With a swollen smile, you danced in twinkle, sparkle
As careless as a carefree, shimmering little bubble
You murmured, you whispered an enchanting song
Never have I heard a soft voice quite that strong
Then you stay, and to yourself you say,
"I'll wait, even when sky once again turned grey,
Even when the incandescent sun loss its ray,
I'll remain and wait for you here at the bay."
Nobody had known you were a fallen angel,
Who just won her very first crucial battle
You hide alone beneath the pitch-black shadow
Mourning, pouring your soul into an iridescent glow
By yourself, you creep out of the hollow of your own
Realizing the world had revolve, time had flown
You promise not to keep anymore secret
If you wish not to ever again grieve in regret
But since then I knew; the girl who cried with rain
As you stretch out your wings and fly like a crane
Back then I knew; the girl who danced along rain
Flowing from your eyes were no tear but a refrain
Because then I knew; the girl who sang a song of rain
That we had the same catastrophe; we’re as sane
That when you gazed up to the sky of azure,
With all the life I got I vowed, you’re more than a treasure
This was actually my first English poem.

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