Trees and grass welcomed me with dance ..

Asphalt and small pebbles smile to see me coming ...

The warm touch of the sun,

the sullen whistling of the wind whistling seductively

The friendly look of the Moon and Stars accompany

God how beautiful all this,

Let me chat with them under the blue sky of mu**

The Lost Forest

Green spread out
Produce fresh air
Lush earth producer of life
The wildlife are free to roam
Served in one area
It's in a jungle full of adventure
We are all amazed to see it
We all want to have it
In fact we want to be rich because of it
And heavy equipment deployed
And sharp weapons are used
And the workers are deployed
The roar of the saw blared ferociously
Accompanied by the death of the life supporter
No longer green
No longer fertile.

Keriunduan The Seagull

**Gulls scavenge night ..
In the foliage of the leaves like the night blanket.
Fly unhappily staggered into each of the wings.
His eyes far roamed among the fallen trees ..

With a weary body trained to wander underneath the sky.
Her chaotic, overturned heart bursts as if it were a mountain burdening her two small wings.
The roar of the wind and the lash of lightning did not shrink the guts tightly wrapped in determination.