She planted dreams abroad,
So she got up and exited the hallway
Down the stairs, out of the scenery.
Poor the father, the assemblyman in worry,
The dreams shattered, the agony on board.
I wish I could ask her to wake up,
Skip the fantasy and back to reality.
The jolly sister, the toughest fighter,
The daughter we love, the humble attire.
7 comments:
get to the reality~
really hope the 'she' will wake up soon... we need here back in reality....
i dont know but every poem that u wrote really impress me.. :)
kejut2
adakah sama maksud degn "jangan nak berangan la woiii!!" hahahahaha
Fantasi memang indah tapi realiti lebih mendatangkan faedah.. ;D
Zuan: mudah-mudahan dia dapat balik...
ZOE: wah, really ah? hehe, thanks for liking my poems...most people don't...
IMANSHAH: haha, kejut-kejut...
ABU: sama jugak... jangan sesat dalam mimpi...
YOUsoF: heheh, realiti adalah dunia kita sebenar... jangan hilang dalam mimpi kita...
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