For the Spreaders of Love

as times run that fast
and I don’t know what to guess
as I am here is just a must
then I am realized I know less

when people keep being busy
pursuing something snazzy
this path is becoming harder than I thought
then I find u sticking with me and pushing me out

i define something new
different hope, a different dream
what’s happiness and what’s love
a sweety one from God, above

indeed…
this can not be stopped
this Ideology and our mind
a motivation to look forward
brings these loves over the world

Aha….!!
Last one for u, the lovely spreaders
uighur, gaza, and many others
they need conquerors… not the surrenders

so, what are we waiting?
earth is still rotating, yet, Izrail is not coming

at the end, I just can say
that we’ll never be alone
thousands of angels are just around

the victory of love!
Allah’s been promising
all we do is just spreading
and definitely, keep struggling

*melancholic mode on*
>*<

A Poem from Tennyson

Terinspirasi dari blog sahabat, yang juga terinspirasi dari Tennyson….

….

Come, my friends,
‘Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.
It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
Though much is taken, much abides; and though
We are not now that strength which in the old days
Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are,
One equal-temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

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