My child..

the morning is approaching
give color to life
because there is great hope
and prayer
for an ideal and justice
which is now ignored either by whom
My child…
no need to be ashamed of your battered bicycle
no need to be shy with your shabby shoes
no need to be ashamed of the color of my uniform that was almost faded
keep learning, keep walking….
even though the gravel was so sharp on the road
even though the world looks at you one eye
knowledge is not just a line of words and letters
not a collection of chemical formulas
keep learning, keep fighting…
someday you will become a leader
and when it arrived
say to the world
“I’m a marginal person,
let’s renegotiate or leave it all to us
We will change the face of the world “

Dedicated for all of my beloved children..
Love you all.. ????❤️?

Rain Falling..

the rain falling,
wet my thin body,
my eyes gazed,
hint of doubt
the road is wet and muddy
“where do you go? Where to go?”
no direction to go,
only fog and white in the foam of rain,
greet the view
the sky is so gray
“My legs are shaky, weak, stride”
the rain patter is also not stoped;
so vague my view
I walked slowly
looking blurry in front of me
God when I was unable to stand up
I hope there is a hand that embraces me
in the warmth of kindness and sincerity
Send your angel for me….

???

Queensha, 31st January 2019

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Make Peace..

I am stupid
I don’t want to accuse you.
This is not your fault. No..
All of this is my fault

I’ve heard this saying:
“dogs won’t be able to enter,
if the host doesn’t open the door”.

I really don’t know you yet
But when I start want to know you,
the opportunity is gone
and I don’t know,
will you be there again or not.

So far….
I only know your name,
Only know your face
a little of your intelligence
the little way you treat people around you
a little step in facing the problem
little way you turn the facts around

Do I like or even love you?
Come on
is miss always the same as love?
It could be, he is a prerequisite for love,
but for a long time
No…. this longing and curiosity was not the same as love.

after all..
you will be surprised if you know my secret,
my promise about myself,
about my big secret for my future
the end of my love story
you are not a person who is suitable and willing to accept my promise

So, be happy …
you’re not the person I’m loving,
even though you are one of the people I miss and makes me comfortable
Cos some people come in your life as blessings, others come in your life as lessons.

For my past … I’ve succeeded. “Make peace”
Queensha Putri

Away..

when the dark embrace me
I can only quietly quiet
Without me knowing what to do
Only your shadow that always dancing in my mind

I said goodbye,
you said see you…
You haven’t really gone …

Not how you forget, it’s how you forgive
Not how you listen ,but rather how you UNDERSTAND
not what you see,but what you FEEL …
Not how you let go ,it’s how you survive

Do you ever know
Do you ever realized
Do you ever understand
How sincere this heart is

just take it …
take it all….
I’m used to losing..
Am I just a heart game for you…

Now I can only hope
May the ocean erase your taste
May the sun burn your name
May the wind bring your shadow

Away… Away.. Away

Queensha, January 16th 2019