The Blessed Month

Time was flying so fast
I don’t remember the day we separated, last year
You set off leaving me
In the middle of my intrusiveness
Would we meet next year?

Then you happen again
While I still breathe the same breath
I was standing like a gallant man
Waiting his woman desperately
that night

Then the frozen happiness is suddenly melted
You’ve already existed
Pouring my day with a tremendous blessing of water
Ramadhan, once we meet
With hopefulness, process me to the best of myself!

Ramadhan, July 16th 2013

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