tugas TIK semester genap

Setyani / XI IPS 3 / 26

Here we go now... I know that this post is not so interesting because I just want to share my doodle. what I want to share is a rather depresing poet but well... I keep trying hard to make one.

Empty Tune

I sink in abyss shaped by myself...

I felt like ridiculous being,

Yet I can’t memorize why I revolve in such circumstance.

I saunter in Night Street all by myself.

Turned in murky crook I saw zilch.

Fear built within gloomy I can’t even portray.

I closed my eyes and likeness of me kept dancing.

Once I weep,

Once I drown,

Once I gasp,

I never felt myself within that imagery...

I doze in humid and secure bed in my own room.

Yet I can’t feel the kindness within that place.

I stride out of my extent but found no one in my residence.

I lighted the lamp but the place felt empty by me.

Dawn came with the echo of chirping bird.

I wake and stroll to the school to met my friends.

We natter like those chirping bird.

We giggle like there was no tomorrow to giggle.

So warm but so odd,

Like it’s all didn’t belong to me.

Soon I went back to that frosty and sinister place over.

I recognize there were futile to knock the door as I enter.

I believe there was no one to welcome me,

Like there were no one in the daybreak as I went out.

I turn the hi-fi to fill the vacant gap.

I sing to load the hole within this place.

I dance and I convert so many books to alleviating my dullness.

I cook and filled the table with various meals.

I act as if there was so much joy in this bareness.

Said to myself “It’s okay... you will not broke again.”

I said to my wits “I will get used to this eventually.”

Once I found myself mumbled word ‘useless’ repeatedly.

I gazed at my surrounding and sighed.

This bareness and chilliness get used to my mind so quick.

I felt myself trailing those entire warmth wish.

It’s just so effortless to believe not too much than thorn aftermath.

I felt the numbness within my mind but I should not care.

Yet, I found myself terrified of that sinister spot in this new perspective.


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I know it's depressing poet. so well... hope you enjoy it?