Hope

What can one do in thy loneliness
Can thee shout? Who will hear?
Can thee cry? Who will weep the tears?
Can thee scream? For what reason?

Can screaming remove the silent
For real silent might never can be removed
Because it’s in the heart
Not in the eyes that missing sights
Not in the nose that missing fragrance
Not in the lip that missing a kiss
Not even in the skin that praying for a touch

For heart might feel the silent
but knows not of why and how it comes

It might come from the absence of love
It also might come from the love itself
From the deep desire of knowing what love is
From the longed passion to feel the real love
To give the real love, and to be given

What can one do in thy loneliness
In the long endless night
In the unpresence of everything but the deep intimidating feeling of being lonely

Is there still any hope
Shall thee wait for the hand that will comfort?
Words that say everything’s gonna be okay?
A person, that might have never been born?
What is a hope, so it makes us never really give up
(Nathanael Gratias Sumaktoyo)