I remember a day. my seven, you said “How are You?”.
I expected
you, to completed.
the sentence.
But you left.
And i Was sad.
It came to my eight.
For GOD sake, I saw a light.
so Bright
such in a night.
i thought it was you,
Miracle.
but you Left.
and i was sad.
Again.
Coming to my nine,
you come with shine.
Well, I might say you were mine.
or Might be, i could say i was fine.
NO no no! i wasn’t fine.
I need you,
Miracle.
But you left.
and i was sad.
For More.
The next was my Ten.
I got sad to send.
smile that you lend,
i got that in my hand.
but you left.
and i was sad.
Once Again.
you just come for a Short while.
and left for a Long mile.
i Never touch miracle, Before.
even you come and go thru the same door.
you are everywhere, but
there is a doubt.
who is Miracle?
is it me? Am I?.
Jogja, 17 april. 2011 Annissa Maulani
