I heard a boy that whistling a sad song…
A song about loneliness and don’t know where he belong…
He continue to whistle louder and louder…
And I try to listen carefully and get closer…
He’s sitting under the tree hoping the sunlight covered by the leaves..
He pray for a home, still keep walking,
Til he found the next tree and the next morning he’ll leave…
When the rain comes he use the coat to warm him…
Though he still wishing about a home and a nice bed he dream…
Now he get used to the loneliness and the cold of the rain…
But he still running to the home he wants and believe that this not gonna end in vain…
Rodra, ini kamu yang bikin puisinya?
Yapp…
Hehe…
Napa gus?
gimana kabarnya?
i can’t interpret this poem..
A whisper from my life just now…
well,keep looking 4 something dat u call “home”,hee
a very nice man like u deserve to get the best..
same with above
hehe
we believe in u ro
@Patrick the star : Thanks for give me comment…
And for the compliment.. I think I’m not that nice… hehe..
@ Udjo: Haha.. You believe in me? thanks!!
But should I believe in myself? hehe….
Well Thank you so much for give me comment bro!!
ada yang bilang, kadang kita harus pergi jauh untuk benarbenar merasakan apa itu rumah.
the journey of life’s never end. keep searching then once you find what you looking for. you can tell yourself, “I deserve it”..
the effort of living is what made us a traveller who struggle to find home.
love you Bro, for whatever the reason beneath the poem.
Yes… We need some sacrifice first before we know the word satisfaction…
Thank you so much for give comment on mine sis!!
With love,
rodra