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Long Longing

February 23, 2010

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

6 Comments leave one →
  1. ikpunye permalink
    February 23, 2010 2:21 pm

    Pulang?

  2. February 23, 2010 3:28 pm

    Salam,

    Mie,

    Ye!ye!ye! Hilmi mau pulang! (dah tak tertanggung rindu denge Ma ko?)

  3. February 23, 2010 6:24 pm

    Someone is homesick!

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