Imam Setiaji Ronoatmojo

Rookie - 10 Points (1 July 1960 / Cilacap (Indonesia))

As - Poem by Imam Setiaji Ronoatmojo

As I sat brooding on a park bench,
a long time I asked,
Is the time like I picked the fruit?
Then learn to live in distant continents,
anyone could borrow but later return it

My clothes were just borrowing,
the most ancient of Mine just love,
when all of a sudden fruits fall,
I pick just one as a souvenir


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 15, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, September 16, 2013

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