come back home Minah….
without you I felt lonely
you’ve been gone for 4 days, 7 hours, 21 minutes
felt like thousand years
perhaps the clock works so slow
please be back my dear
I cannot live without you
… indeed I was wrong
I’ve tried
to make you happy
but you know exactly how big my income is
I am just an administrative employees
how could be able to buy homes, cars and diamonds as you wish
do I have to corrupt?
you should be proud
for having me, Minah
poor but honest
Minah …., come home
I miss you
trust me dear
my love is greater than houses, cars, diamonds
and even bigger than this earth
I promised
if later you come home
I will take you to ride the bus
we will see the lights at the Thamrin road
while eating the warm fried tofu
I bet you will be happy
so please come
I feel want to die
but better die than being a corrupter
didn’t I told you before?
for not too much chatting with neighbors
eventually turn out this way
Minah …., Minah
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– mei –
boldly stated and beautifully expressed
Do you think so? Love your comment, much appreciate.
Warm regards,
mei
The poem, the lesson, the layout and art, the color = perfect post. Well done, Mei.
P.S. – I just noted how you set this up to go over to Indonesian and from there back to English. Lots of hard work. Very clever indeed.
You are a great writer Jamie. As you assess not only of understanding but language style, aesthetics, imagination and creativity of the author. Thank you so much for the well noticed, it’s really meaningful to me.
Hugs,
mei
minah…please come back…you are rich indeed…come back.
ha ha…, love to know you are back.
Love,
mei
Well,I try… Blogging is one of the last resorts…we can bombard our self in to words,images and thoughts…enough distraction.
love,
nithin.
Enough distraction,…let by gone.
Love,
mei
: ) When we start living what we want to be,may be we are just climbing the hill called future…I try to believe so…
love,
nithin
The greatest treasure is love!
Yes it is.
Love,
mei
is there any treasure more dear than love?
None….sweet sister.