LOVE

Aditya Pratama
Jan 16, 2021

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a poem

the simple expressions

with ample explanations

the peaceful chaos,

the sane lunacy,

the nasty beauty,

the overjoyed void

strangely poised

over tears —

and weep we hears

.

the chaos that i crave

the freedom for a slave

the glow of jasper

the light of amber

the hand that gently wave

for everything that we save

can I really be the master —

of this beautiful disaster?

~

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