What is the use of the whole world to praise me
When your mouth sneers at me
What’s in it for everyone to smile at me
If your face scowls at me
Is my face like a demon?
So you turn away
Am I cold like ice?
So you look away
What is the use of the whole world to praise me
When your mouth sneers at me
What’s in it for everyone to smile at me
If your face scowls at me
All the poems I wrote
Just for you
Even if you deliberately tear it
Right in front of my nose
You call me a stone head
I am not afraid if you embarrassed me
In front of the public
Or even in front civitas academica
You should know
I do not want to be regret
Later, in old age, I did not meet
You are by my side
Lhokseumawe, yesterday.
Translate From: Puisi Terindah
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