Sunday, March 1, 2020

English Poem : Fan

Fan

I saw a fan
In front of mirror
I'm walking (to the fan) calmly
Tried to turn on the fan
Without pay attention to the closed door
Then I could click the button and shouted 'why I can fly highly?'
(My house was in the sky, my own soul was smile to me)

Yogyakarta, 2020

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