The Sms Piles Of Sorrow Poem by Prasetya Utama

sms sms piles
all for attention
while I, who noticed
you try to think
it all revolves around coin
the jingle, gold, silver and copper
each has different weights
including that which ye
gold, silver or copper
dying souls
attached to the wishes
world, the cause of suffering

you try to think
why every weekend
they went to the mountains,
the lonely places
they want to let go of the pain of it
However, in the wrong way
not wrong, if tears
a sorrow flowers