Long Longing
What does this heart say?
The coolness of Melbourne air
Fails to ease the twisted heartstring
Like those yellowish autumn leaves
Fluttering weakly towards the earth
Weeping silently on the slope of Bali Park
What does this heart say?
The 3 o’clock chilly morning air
Pierces sharply into my tired body and soul
Like the eerie sound of those jet fountains
Crying melodiously in their invisible world
Falling helplessly to the Einstein’s gravity
What does this heart say?
The long longing for those moments
Suffocates the air inside my little lungs
Like the golden dust from Swanston Street
Dancing into my room through the moonlight
Whispering the voices of unspoken revelations
What does this heart say, Ma?
I don’t understand a thing
I couldn’t see it’s there before
I can’t see it’s happening now
I can’t see it will be there soon
But I’m coming home, Ma
I’m coming home
I’m coming home





















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Pulang?
I’m home.
Salam,
Mie,
Ye!ye!ye! Hilmi mau pulang! (dah tak tertanggung rindu denge Ma ko?)
Betul tu, Aliff
Someone is homesick!
You are so right, Angie’s Mama!