By Sovia Rahmaniah
Malang, March 15th , 2013
Here
lies the hope of future
Which
raises our dream to nature
Fleeing
is the idea of being mature
Flow
our hearts to the life of a river
Here
buries a love of torture
Which
killed by a moment of martyr
Falling
is an idea of being a loser
Fly
a story to the valley of a river
Hope
for a thousand rivers
Bring
you to the mind of the souls
Rhyme
for a lullaby in all graves
Bring
you to the joy of sorrows
Life
is a miracle
That
we have to fill with struggle
Let’s
free mind bites every tangle
Humming
a lullaby full of mingle
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Note for the Readers:
·
There many things we think about our future (What will I be?
Can I be success? Can I do it? What should I do next?), and sometimes those
thoughts confuse us, and then give pressure. This is the way you use your mind.
When you make it hard, it will be hard, but if you let it flow like a river,
everything will seem so easy that can make your life happier and lighter. Just
free your mind, and let it flow like rivers. Let your imagination fill your
struggle.
·
Life is a miracle that we have to fill with struggle, but
remember your mind need a rest.
Don’t force it.
Don’t force it.
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