my poetry

My Poetry
if I'm tired
God stop my step
if I'm sad
tear drop my God
God
until when you're giving yourself this obstinacy?
if in the end you always give trials that more and more severe
God
was never any intention to blame you
When all of which makes me happy
away without leaving a trace
when a speck of light begin to appear
then dim again
rigidity needed for defeated him: ')
I love her
but, he never care about me: '(
he remain indifferent to me: '(
but,
I smile to him: ')
love fly
only to convey my love for him
for him
all this breath: *