The sun is starting to break
Beautiful and enchanting
I sprinkle a little prayer
Under the sky
To chase lust
This is it
It's time for me to gather words
From scattered characters
I arranged Tembung
So that my poetry remains connected
Word crumbs
I accept it sincerely
Even though sometimes the eye drops
Collapse bites the soul
Even so
Laughter is present
Accompanying time
When the crushing comes
Ah...
The sun has fallen
In the hole of darkness
Between the sparkling stars of the era
Adding to the obsolescence of the situation
A day
I organize my life
Make it a poetry night
Until the competition called me home
Just to set a bone straight