by Hartati Nurwijaya
Suddenly he grabbed my lovely neckles
Lovely neckles 22 K with pendant
Small tiny jade like pickles
Neckles dropped pieces
Torn tears pain hurt
Tears like a river
Eyes flow to the ocean
Blow away my smiling face
Too much love will kill
Killing my feeling and ill
Too much sorrow and pain
Painting on step to hill
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Hartati Nurwijaya
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Hartati Nurwijaya
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Tatia is a writer, Sociologist and business woman whom lives in Elefsina -Greece. From child up until now she is writing some poets. Edgar Allan Poe is her fav.
Last updated September 15, 2011