puisi tentang keheningan damai
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Newspaper on the Coffee Table
The clock stopped at twelve,
its silence echoing in the room
where the newspaper lies open
on the coffee table, untouched.I speak to the wall
as if it could answer back
with news of the world
that never arrives, only lingers.Hope is a whisper
heard between the lines,
knowing it won't come
yet …
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Shopping List
In the quiet of the kitchen, I wrote
A list of things never to be bought.
Outside, the clothesline swayed in the breeze,
Filling the air with whispers of what was lost…Back then, I thought I knew it all,
But the pages stayed empty, like the cart.
Now I see, in that silence, my …