Dear my lovely Steemians,
"Surviving the pseudo gripping shadow"
Breaking joints joints upright
fragile soul
unsteady
Unable to stand upright
Attitude
Staring ahead
Just to transform hampaan
Ruin shadow trapped
By asa porous
lulled weak
Brought false shadow
Images of the past
whispering shadows of destruction
Bringing identity becomes limp
I Can They survive
In the midst of the storm
without light
Without a breeze
all vanished
Swallow the future
In haunted by the shadow of pseudo
Gripping tightly
so closely
Breaking every step
I am trapped
in the frame
Could not move
Disastrous run
Far...
Far from this soul
Pure soul
Without tainted by lust
nice poetry @irawandedy
teurimoeng geunaseh kak @silvia
Nice ! :)