Jumat, 02 November 2012

#Tugas Softskill 1


#Tugas  softskill 1

I tried

I tried too hard

to be noticed,

I tried to be someone

I was not;

waiting and waiting

I watch time slowly tick away

as another day dawns

I watch the world scurry around;

I wanted to be someone,

I wanted to be famous,

I wanted life and

I wanted love;

I wanted a lot of things

that were out of reach

as I sink in slowly

under the weight of expectations;

I tried to be what they

wanted me to be,

I tried to be what I was

not meant to be;

I tried too hard

I pushed too far

and I went too far;

with a forced smile,

and a fake laughter

to cover my tracks

I escape into the shadows

and try to fight this one out

By: Afifa Pusvita Sari

A Poor Torn Heart, a Tattered Heart

 

A poor torn heart, a tattered heart,

That sat it down to rest,

Nor noticed that the ebbing day

Flowed silver to the west,

Nor noticed night did soft descend

Nor constellation burn,

Intent upon the vision

Of latitudes unknown.

The angels, happening that way,

This dusty heart espied;

Tenderly took it up from toil

And carried it to God.

There, — sandals for the barefoot;

There, — gathered from the gales,

Do the blue havens by the hand

Lead the wandering sails.

By : Emilly Dickinson

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