Hi Hivers! How are you today?
This is a poem this morning that I wrote a few days ago in my diary. I'm still awkward to publish it because it's about deep feelings for a lover. But, since Poetry is Honesty of Heart, then it's okay to publish it here.
Greetings to all poetry lovers, hope you enjoy it.
The following is written in Indonesian [Ind]
"Apakah engkau masih memiliki cinta untukku?"
Sayangku, maafkan aku jika aku menyakitimu.
Semua ini karena perasaan yang tak terduga terhalang oleh waktu.
Secara bertahap engkau pasti akan menemukanku.
Saat itu kau pasti akan berkata: Aku masih merindukanmu juga.
Mawarku yang indah, lihat langit itu! Masih biru, bukan?
Begitu juga cintaku padamu.
Dan pagi ini aku sangat ingin menikmati kopi bersamamu.
Masih ingatkah kamu tentang taman Gunung Burni yang kita daki, semuanya masih hijau, sayang. Aku ingin kau bersamaku di sini.
Cerita demi cerita kita tumpahkan di rerumputan yang indah.
Dan kita berbicara tentang masa depan yang ingin kita capai.
Semuanya masih di sini: di hatiku.
Cintaku selembut salju kepadamu, seputih kapas kerinduanku padamu, dan seterang mentari pagi risalah cintaku terhadapmu. Aku ingin selalu bersamamu, kasih.
Apakah masih ada cinta yang utuh untukku, sayang?
By 
Here's the translation in English [Eng].
"Do you still have love for me?"
My dear, I'm sorry if I hurt you. All of this was due to the unexpected feeling of being blocked by time. Gradually you will surely find me. At that time you will definitely say: I still miss you too.
My beautiful rose, look at that sky! Still blue, right? So is my love for you. And this morning I really wanted to enjoy coffee with you. Do you still remember about the Mount Burni park that we climbed, everything is still green, dear. I want you here with me.
Story after story we spill on the beautiful grass. And we talk about the future we want to achieve. Everything is still here: in my heart.
My love is as soft as snow for you, as white as cotton for my longing for you, and as bright as the morning sun in my love for you. I want to be with you always, baby.
Is there still love intact for me, baby?
By
Friends, the gap in poetry is the style and way of writing which has a different color, there is no need to hide the contents of the heart. Because poetry is an emotion that is poured out in positive energy that produces an honesty. A calm followed. Do as you please, my friend.
I always wish you all well and always be happy. Greetings literature and peace!
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