A Typhoon In December Poem by Ibnu Din Assingkiri

A Typhoon In December



harmless looking
tip of your cold iceberg
sunk my ship, built from ego
deep into abyss of regret

no one can save me, never
I am drowning forever
in a cold, rough water
: a typhoon in December

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Ibnu Din Assingkiri

Ibnu Din Assingkiri

Singkir Laut, Kedah, Malaysia
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