Snow in the summer,
stars that don’t wonder,
some of the things that we’re looking forward to, after.

Pebbles in the sky,
Pigeons that can’t fly,
I, was just a Harry in an old man’s lie.

Blue dry lake,
for heaven’s sake,
why can’t time slow down like crackheads puffing on a break?

Pebbles in the quay,
Pigeons that aren’t free,
She, was just an Emma on an old man’s TV.

And it hurts to see,
in this reality,
where fire cools and water burns incessantly.

And I’m thinking through,
what am I supposed to do,
in the days after you.

Published by Danish Danial Bin Anuar

Muhammad Danish Danial (ꦩꦸꦲꦩꦢ꧀ꦢꦟꦶꦱ꧀ꦢꦤ꧀ꦪꦭ꧀ꦨꦶꦤ꧀ꦩꦺꦴꦲꦩꦼꦢ꧀ꦄꦤ꧀ꦮꦂ) is the Editor of Tapak Besar, the Author of Little Gray Dot (2016) and Gampang (2019) and the Developer of Hourrency (2018). From sunny Singapore, Danial is taking his Bachelor of Science in Aeronautics at Embry-Riddle Aeronautical University.

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