Friska's First Poem in English

Hey, Our Lecturer of English Poem ask us to make a Poem as the Personal Assignment. In the past, I'd like to make a poem about a dark road, or a evil girl, or other scaring things. But now, as remember what Dika Raditya said, that if we want produce a good writing, we must write about what we always think in our heart. So, what? I wrote the poem about stone. Not really a stone, but a charming stone, hehehe. Check it out!

Stone Next To The River

 
Sun showed me to you
Rain grown me on you
You were mossy stone
You are stone next to the river

 I am some moss, about you I was dreaming
I loved you, I would make you as mine
I should cover you with my wing
I would be there for you even when the dark lain

Then, stone and moss were together
Stone made a living, moss gave a warmness
Storm came away
Where did we go away?

Moss left, stone was alone
Stone, stone, stone
I miss your soft voice but it become stone
I try to enjoy your smile then it become stone
I touch your heart but it also become stone

Will the rain drive me to you again?
Will the sun give me reason to grow on you then?
Realized what I had when you were mine
Realized what colour of my halo when you shined
The moss was in morness
She swam in loneliness
Stone, stone, stone

Friska Siallagan