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NURUL AMALIA Mar 2017
Morning greets...
I found small dream being reality
It's like a diamond rain
Falling so amazing in this sparkling world
I'm walking under the gold bright sun
They transferred me heavy power
Facing this world strongly...
Created by : N.A & EM
Fri, 10 March 2016
Listening lab 2, Siliwangi University
NURUL AMALIA Mar 2017
just you and I
I often talk to you if I want
telling you a bit story of my long day
let's just be friends
although you just come once in a day
night..
hug me with your warm
keep me in your silence
save me in quiet..
NURUL AMALIA Mar 2017
Seeing the sky faded into dark
a memory playing in my head
stranger told me that he loved me so
I dumb..
I found my self as a regret
feeling the world seemed to stay away
I had a hope
hope that never comes
sadness that burgeon until now
killing me inside
NURUL AMALIA Mar 2017
there's an empty garden
the seeds are needed to fill it
someone needs to decorate
filling it with flowers or fruits
sweet, of course
that's my own garden
garden = heart
NURUL AMALIA Mar 2017
the leaves never get angry to the wind even making them fall
the ground always humble even the rain pouring the water on it







NA.
NURUL AMALIA Feb 2017
Hello!
an abstract page
with an old pen that I always bring in my grey bag
just keep writing and always
on the unpredictable days
creating new laugh and story with my friends
assuredly coloring new days
starting new semester at university
NURUL AMALIA Sep 2016
I'm too small
As small as a dot on the crumpled paper
I'm just one of thousands
Even invisible in this cruel world
Sheltered in a narrow and thin shells
Hiding behind the leaves which begin to change color
My first house
finally I was born
as something strange
I'm the ugly
My body covered with bristle
Feebly crawling along a twig
Gnaw the leaves around and make holes
Run away from the birds
Grappling with weaver ants
Makes me fell to the ground
Until my bristle loss and scattered
Only a worm greets
They hate me so
I could get killed, not all of them accept
until I'm stuck in another dimension
I'm the lonely hiding caterpillars
Imprisoned inside a small obsolete pouch
Trying to **** time
Struggling in the darkness to reach beauty
That's enough of this stopover
wade through the rigors of the long wait that handcuff
I was reborn
being different and they like me
Abundant happiness arrives
fly indefinitely with both my beautiful wings
penetrate malignancy to explore the horizon
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