Puteri Bungsu’s poem
HALLWAY OF TIME
It was a secret
When the veil hid
Sometimes reminds of silence
Tomorrow is full unsure
Hallway
It wandered
Counting every trace
Weaving so many excuses
Time
Pushed me for waiting
One by one traced of past
Put together in a series of stories
On the edge of silence we have no words
Silence was a husk
The hallway of time became dark
Finally, everything was gone
Puteri Bungsu
Yogyakarta, Indonesia
( Translated by Rini Valentina,
Indonesia)
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