Image Source: Pixabay
I love poetry. Sometimes I write one or two poems in a day. This is one of them and I want to share with you. Enjoy it.
A Lipstick on the Floor
A lipstick lied alone on the mezzanine floor
A piece of heart left in the closed-door
Rain came with clouds and thunder
All buried anger became bitter
Please don't call me, you said
Rushing to pack all memories left
You put them on your backpack and flee to elevator
Not all. There is still a lipstick on the floor
I still felt it sweping my lips
As sweet as grapes pruned on summer winds
I glided it across my lips and gown
In the mirror I just saw a sad clown
Image Source: Pixabay
Sebuah Lipstik di Lantai
Sebuah lipstik tergeletak sendirian di lantai mezzanine
Sepotong hati tertinggal di pintu yang tertutup
Hujan datang dengan awan dan guntur
Semua kemarahan yang terkubur menjadi pahit
Tolong jangan panggil aku, katamu
Bergegas untuk mengemas semua kenangan yang tersisa
Kau meletakkannya di ransel dan melarikan diri ke lift
Tidak semua. Masih ada lipstik di lantai
Aku masih merasakannya menyapu bibirku
Semanis anggur yang dipangkas di angin musim panas
Aku menyapukannya di bibir dan gaunku
Di cermin aku cuma melihat badut yang sedih
Image Source: Pixabay
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