vomomte olnem

by: Nurin Nafisah


Nothing’s coming up in my mind

Just a huge dull space without verbs or nouns

I tried to remember who you be

But I’ve got nothing but the worst memory

As a wind blowing at my hair, you cool me down

As an ash covering  my  face, you dirt me on

I hate waiting your tongue giving good, but

I won’t stop running and smashing the wood

Knock me off as I bring my star

Sing a lulaby for someone so far

I tried  to remember who you be

But  I’ve got  nothing but the worst memory