waitting .... puisi putih

maybe,in another time,,,,,

you might hear me

above the din of crowd`s approval

the tiny little song beneath the roar

perhaps,,,in some other place,,

you may see me

out there beyond the glaring footlights

shining bright and true

here Iam,,,…just me…my self….

nothing to hide,no games to play

perhaps if i knew the rules….

the dance,,,,,the script…

someday,in a warmer space….

you will feel me

as other clamour to touch your robe

i`ll be in the wings….

waiting