(Dedicated to Ahmad Shiddiqi)
Drop as the rain
Tickle as the sense
Will lead you nowhere to be seen
Pin the sun on yr wall
Plant the leave on yr aisle
Will never granted you the essence
As the charm unfold
On the great map of premonition
So will it befall & be-told
(Thank you, but I’m failed to captured the ‘beauty’)
Niken Kusuma Wardani
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/plain-6/
