The nature that I am

Tall trees around buildings and a court
Wind calmly blowing through the leaves
Green leaves dancing around
Rain pouring down the red roofs
Nothing is better than seeing nature being itself
The green leaves are like the young people
The young people who dance through the raindrops
The leaves that are brown are just like a dying dream
But with the calm whispers of the wind
I see and hope for the best
Like nature that grows and blooms
We are both alike
Made beautiful by the hands of God
We are the same
The sound of the water hitting the ground
Is like the sound of myself falling into a big hole
And yet I get up again
Just like a splash of water on the ground or grass
Buildings with rooftops to secure me of any danger
It feels comfortable
The branches or trunks of the trees grows and grows
Just like the goals I have for my own sake
Nothing is better than looking out of the window
And seeing nature grow as it is

by Chyntia Siwi Zwastika

A girl

In the darkness of the room
No voice or sound of anything or anyone
The air becomes chilly as time passes by
A girl, a girl then appeared
She was running and screaming for help
All I can do is watch
The shadows getting closer to her
Wanting to catch the poor girl
I know that her death is nearing
She is out of breath
I’m transported
Trees trying to talk
Branches brushes against each other as the wind passes
It’s night time
The moon shines brightly
But no stars to be seen
A scream is heard
The girl, the girl is screaming
She fell, and she knew it was her end
She shut her eyes
When she did, a light appeared
A hand was given to her
She was saved
But I’m not, for my case it was too late

-by Chyntia Siwi Zwastika