Mati seruni,
di bawah ambang air mata
tak pernah menyentuh udara
Dingin hati,
diseduh hujan yang mengisi mata
diam tak jatuh ke tanah
Mahkota berguguran,
di atas tanah berdebu
terlukis di antara retak sunyi
Sekar seruni,
tumbuh dari jiwa mati
mekar dalam titipan waktu
CHRYSANTHEMUM
Chrysanthemum is dead,
beyond the verge of tears
never touched the air
Cold heart,
steeped in rain-filled eyes
silent still, failed to reach the ground
Falling petals,
on the dusty ground
etched between fractures of silence
Chrysanthemums bloom,
born from a lifeless soul
blossom in time’s embrace
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