eternal love

The day is beautiful. we laugh and cry.

We often do it.

however, on an existing day,

There is a day that is not. As we were originally gone,

Then later we will be gone.

today I smile. Because you are present beside me.

But later, as I initially cried when I first saw the world,

Then I will cry, waiting for an end of the world.

sakratul mati.

Oh, God . . .

does my beloved still love me?

does his love penetrate my stone nis?

or I will be forgotten,

As in the beginning I was not known?

Yesterday, the night was very quiet.

tears describe her fears.

that I will be alone again in a dark atmosphere.

like it used to be,

before all of us are born.

The breeze, has changed its voice. become silent,

as quiet as the tranquility of the water

because silent the perpetrator is not moving

Because no one calls the wind to deliver love greetings

He has gone a long way to creating an impenetrable distance

Not recognized anymore,

Like days without encounter