Let me as a hollow kinala {not empty, but fill with Islam} <br />That echoes throughout the hearts of Adam <br />Let me as a hollow kinala <br />Which always gives the room the whole soul of Eve <br />Although I could not do anything <br />Just empty and vast stretches in every heart <br />My job is not to make the rules because it is not necessary <br />My job was just reminded about the options created <br />Which still can be selected or not <br />I was very cold in reminding <br />I was the death of the day and soul <br />So that envelop you with an empty life. {Fill it with light} <br />I was the love of lost time <br />Who tried to warm up your emptiness <br />Let me invisible is present <br />And try to serve you oh my lover <br />I'm dead, very dead stare in my grave. {you live} <br />But my spirit is still trying to continue to provide wing <br />Wing for Adam and Eve <br />Wings to whisper pleasure awareness <br />Through signs that dwells in the dim <br />And only through the fire of conviction that marks a real<br /><br />Irvan Hermawan Saichu<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/don-t-be-dim-5/
