Posted by Lintang Syuhada in

ALONE


Quite without any sounds
only the rhythmic guitar picking
splashing the lake with the tone
Greet me in alone
accompany silent on the lake
I wanted to be alone
sat staring, turn on the melody
along the lake I was alone

Lake memories
calm cool to be seen
as far as the eye sees
so much peace
The guitar was a witness
Between me and the lake

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