The Sky Love Story (REVISED)
SKY POETRY SPECIALS

I THOUGHT

I thought

You are destiny

Which always illuminates me

Being a friend of my life

I thought

After what we've been through

We'll never end

They will always hold each other's fingers

I thought

We will always be happy

But in fact

We are just a story that ends in wounds

But

Nonetheless

Thanks for all this time

Ever carve a happy though ended in pain

Wanted

 Want to feel

I stopped running

Separating atma with daksa

Shut the netra down and slowly die

It's not that I'm not grateful

I swear I am tired

Live the days

With nestapa and wounds in the recesses of the heart

I'm quite self-conscious

If my life could not be happy

Receiving nestapa to death

It is not even worth wishing to be happy

I try strong

Trying to get up and pick up a heart fragment

In the middle of a lost road

And thorns that stick at the feet

Want to feel

I raised a white flag

Daksa signs

It was too broken and tired

May I surrender

Not that I suck

But

I can't take it anymore

Why

Wh why?

Why should I feel it

The pain that made me suffer

Produces thousands of wounds

Though

I haven't asked for much

I just want to be happy

To be able to always smile

I'm still here waiting and hoping everything will be back to how it was and everything seems to be fine even if it's only temporary

At least

I beg God

Just give me one thing

To be the reason I keep breathing and holding on

I'm tired of God

If you have to feel pain at all times

Always wondering

When does sadness change with happiness

If

You don't want to see me happy

Please beg of you

Let the angel of death pick me up

Remove all crying

Consider it

That was my last wish before there was no

Raining

The rain again drenched the nabastala

Bringing back our akara

Make tears fall

And the body is full of sweat

I remember about you again

The person who was an angel to me

The person I thought

Present as destiny

But in fact

You're just a layover

Making the netra always shed its water

Re-present the feeling of giving up

Thank you

You've flown me

Then you threw me

Makes the inner wound not recover

Pamite

 I'm saying yes

Sorry if this whole time

I always hurt you

Always makes you hurt

Thanks for everything

For the patience that is always there

And for laughter

Who can always heal wounds

Take good care of yourself

Do not let you be sick or sad

Because your sadness is sad, too

And when you're sad my heart feels sore

Good bye

I hope you find something better than me

Who will never make a wound in your heart

And that never makes you feel sorry

I love you, I love you,

Formerly,

now or forever

Again and again

Again and again

That wish came back

The desire to end it all

Back to the creator

Kala nestapa

Back to atma

Kala Daksa can no longer

Withstand tightness in the recesses of the heart

When everything happens

It makes me lose and tired

It feels better m∆ti

Than life is always wrong

But

I have to make all the promises

I must deny

And trying tuk m∆ti again

I am not weak

But I'm too tired

Live life

Without a single bit of happiness

This is an example of a poem by Sky