Mati Konyol / Dead Silly
Dear Steemian Friend.!!!
Pada kesempatan kali ini saya akan menulis puisi kisah tentang mati konyol..
IND
Konsep ketuhanan mana yang kau sembah.?
Yang pada akhirnya kau salah arah..
Perspektif terhadap agamakupun ikut berubah..
Karena ulahmu yang semakin merambah..
Kau usir paksa nyawa..
Dari raga yang tak berdosa..
Kau lakukan dengan takbir..
Dan berharap masuk surga..
Otakmu telah dicuci
Oleh datang konspirasi
Lalu di gunci dalam jeruji
Pada akhirnya,
Bisikan itu membawamu pada bunuh diri..
ENG
Which divine concept do you worship?
Which in the end you're misguided ..
Perspectives on agamakupun also changed ..
Because your act is increasingly penetrated ..
You kicked out your life ..
From an innocent body ..
You do with takbir ..
And hope to enter heaven ..
Your brain has been washed
By coming the conspiracy
Then locked in the bars
Eventually,
That whisper leads you to suicide ..
Terimakasih telah melihat dan membaca postingan saya, semoga sahabat steemian menyukainya / Thank you for seeing and reading my post, may friends steemit love it..
Hahaha mati dia wak
Luar biasa untuk Anda hari ini
keren bang dan gabarnya juga bagus dan mantap sekali
Terimakasih banyak y bg..
Puisi bertuuuuus makna.
Hahaha 🤣🤣🤣
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Ternyata kata-kata puisi itu butuh pemaknaan yang dalam. Hebat dan sukses terus
Jelas bang, klo gak bukan puisi namanya
Krak...
Thanks
I hope you are able to translate and read the words I want to share. A life lived is a life well worn. Our greatest hopes and joy are only known because of the fear and pain we experience as well. But for some these experiences can swing so wide and so hard as to bring thoughts or actions of self-harm. Suicide is the ultimate and final act of purging all the worst from a frail and damaged soul. While it may be an escape it is also a horrific act of violence against those who remain.
The tragic end to the life of Kate Spade is not only sad but a terrible waste as well. When I see someone with talent and resources and a brilliant creative mind decide that the next best step is death it makes me angry. We are all part of the fabric of life and we all rise and fall together. Those who have risen the highest leave a depression and space where the lives of others still remain. And if the lives we live no longer bring us happiness and reward we still have a responsibility the lives around us. We all have self-worth and we all have something to give back. We are all connected we are all one.
Actually this poem is more likely to confront the suicidal bomb. However, suicide itself is... tragic. I hope more people aware that there's always something to struggle with behind those glamorous life. So that people won't do harm to others easily.
Lee jiboh kali nyo nye wak 😁
Leumoh teli..
That lay jih ka tupe nyan
Hahaha jelas bg 😉