when the other is busy; build buildings,
factories, housing and supermarkets, in this city
I'm still struggling to rebuild myself
collapsed because you leave
how difficult, I build
there are half gone
in myself and can not be replaced
with other
I crawl time
Abandoned like building
not finished
waiting, kept waiting
step back time
heading back towards you,
my past occupants
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nicely written and deep poem, Hendrawan. Thank you