On Whose Lips Will These Tears I Drop

The Letter I Write In Poetry

Morning comes with a weak body condition. The rain was not heavy, only the sunlight was covered in a thick fog so strong winds came slapping whatever he passed, including myself.

That morning I went to the University that I went to a few seasons ago. One or two, I forgot. My appearance, not so-so bad, I wear black shoes with long-sleeved checkered shirts, which I must carry of course my black hat. That hat has something in common with my heart. If my heart is not there, then I will die as well as my hat, if it is not there to cover my head that is not covered with hair thoroughly, then I will die too.

At that time I was getting ready to leave. Of course before leaving I have to tell two people ***** that to not go anywhere.

"To and you're Lol, don't go anywhere, I'm on business outside for a minute. Just wait, just a minute."

"If we're hungry how's the boss?"

"Hold on, try not to get hungry before I come."

"How to avoid getting hungry boss?"

"Aihh already, just wait and no one comes out, understand!"

The two of them only nodded after I forced them not to get hungry for a while. I don't really know how long I'm going to be gone either.

I'm gone, my equipment is like a student only my absences are not in the classroom.

"Greetings sir," I told two security men. They stood up and invited the students to come in, including me.

I he gave permission to enter, he did not suspect me at all, if I was not a student but a learning animal putting his heart on a human.

I've been standing in front of that big mading.Many replies to the verses I wrote a few days ago. About eight verses, from different names.

I just thought, maybe they will live again if they see my head and hands.hmm, it is very unlikely they will love me.

Of the eight verses, only one that I reply, of course the most powerful verse and touch my heart, his name, Nuri.

from his letter,

Ladri, I hope after this you still want to reply to the letter in my work. Although my heart has never met but my heart has told me that you are the one God mentioned when I was in my mother's stomach, my lover.

Ladri, don't be full of trust in what you see, because I don't seem more certain.

Ladri, in my do'a I ask, may the Lord give us free time to meet.

The poem is great.

It didn't take long for me to finish writing the continuation of the letter in the saga he lamented to me, certainly a poor animal that God allowed to become human.

Nuri, before the mountain erupts you must know first anyone in the valley. You must know, so that when you choose to die you are not disappointed, because in the valley there are spirits that you once loved.

If I am like myself, before we walk and stop at a line, you must regret it first so that when you meet, your face is not ashamed to look at my face full of flaws.

Nuri, for me there is no day and no night for a place of happiness. Everything is the same, because I am happier when I close my eyes and think of being happy with you in my eyes and imagination.

Nuri, if you wish then I beg. If your hope is to meet, then my request is to meet in a time that I always have to be happy.

Greetings from me Ladri.

A God-like creature who always takes his dreams to the real world

The no-man's letter I hung back just below the verse he wrote.

Before I left, I stared at some of the women who were resting in the room. I quickly lowered my head. I don't want them to know that the letter maker is me.

I walked between them while looking down and slightly tilted my body in the other direction.

I kept leaving without wanting to know how beautiful the woman who replied to my saga was. I'd rather not know it, so that my heart will not cry again when I know it is the same as all women. It is illegal for them if they are in a relationship what else is married to a poor human like me.

Suddenly a woman called out to me,

"Sister, I'm a freshman. I'd like to ask you, if the teacher faculty is located where?"

Shit, I can't answer the question. Where should I tell her to go, one room only I don't know her name.

"I'm also a freshman, I don't know where it is yet."

I quickly left the woman and returned to my hiding place. I think To and Lol can't wait for me.

At every step I take, my memory is one, how do the women know that I am not an animal but a human being who has little in common with animals. If their animals do not feel objection and shame if they have a body that is not good, like a dog. They will not be saddened to see their hairless bodies. I don't, I can't be like them. If I take off my hat, all eyes on my head will be frightened. Because a head like me is a head that is not eligible for crown even if it is ******. It is very concerning if living on the torso as I plugged this.