Golden Flute Poem by Prasetya Utama
Golden Flute
Golden flute sound of Kang Gareng,
High-pitched, split the air mist
Splitting the dark night yan
A troubled heart-wrenching
Into pieces
Scattered in the street life
In the dark of keropak history
Stirring historical sense
Milestone in our lives and make changes
Direction, according to the already soaring high desire
Diiiringi shadow that is always attached
In step desires
In a misguided longing forest
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4/25/2024 4:16:37 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Resplendent work here, indeed...Pictorial and eloquent penning ~FjR~