There are many poems about love
There are many bundles of tales about love...

There are words strung into poetry.
Poetry created for granted...

Life not about eat
life not about drink...

With full of sweat I stand in here
alone look for abjection self...

If he hates you, does not mean he does not love
Hatred contains the hope that people hated to...

I stand and life in the the line of time
I look at past, and disappointed...

Rain throughout the day leaving the scent of...
I steps wet asphalt of the city, scented wet...

Is A Poem That Chick, said,
Is the unspoken word, tucked under my tongue...

Is it love? while greeting the morning sun no...
Is it love ? while scorching afternoon no longer...

Nothing run chased mountain
Nothing exhausted drawn sea...

Light of my life
Light in my heart...

When I was an Embryo, you gave me your womb
You gave me nine month from your life, to make me...