Skeptic

I was looking out of my window
Wandering through the phase
Step out from bewildering mind
None I dismay the truth

I’d like to visit the happiness
On my limited apology
Compromise the frozen wound
Carved it till it’s gone

Neither was & will
Might captured the vain dream
It had invest the fake boundaries
Around the finger and the future

As dove fly or dew fall
The air was all
Strain the glass to crystal
Directing the plain shadow

Craving for indecent vow
In a bare tree full of sorrow
The fate remain bold
And nothing for me to be hold

poem by Niken Kusuma Wardani
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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