Elite's Poetry

He is the most supreme Will never be forgotten He is the most respected Will never be abandoned He is the most feared Will never be conquered He is the greatest Will never be submissive He is the master of the land, the peak

Rain is the God's masterpiece Infinity with time Comes without prediction Who always suddenly meet the earth Hujan in the enthusiast of earth Down always suddenly without being asked The soil of the earth is freshly wet fragrant ground wafting Rain is loved People are dancing under the rain Light covered by rain But rain always refreshing

When the rain has down to earth The cry of a child is still heard The heavy rain cannot dims it Her cries continue to be heard until dawn When the sky is dark cloudy Sadness hides behind a smile Mask to pretend The scream behind it still sounded When the rain does not stop Hope drowned in the ground Water absorbs in depth Like a dream that never reaches the top By Salsabila Novma Alhakim (J1A016065) 🌈

Blue roses in a count; One, dancing in the dream it will happen Two, waiting for a show at night Three, write an eternal story like; Sapardi One, two, three happy is a must, There will be mortal But, Flowers grow not too early though continue to be watered When the distance come over On the fourth count, do not be sad Because, I am your lover You are my beloved Like the sun’s ouster Like the waves in the ocean Like the God to the Prophet If there is no language in this world You are the first language that I create in the count of the eternal verses of poetry; By Salsabila Novma Alhakim (J1A016065) ❤️

Pheromones in january The heart goes in the body The bonds of two people began to strengthen The heart meets her partner and begins to bind Pheromones in february The heart starts to run in the body The bond of two people getting stronger The brain begins to follow like a heart Pheromones in march The brain starts to dance The bond pounding on the peak Three months of pheromones dancing on the bodies of two people By Salsabila Novma (J1A016065)