trying to make a poem

I am here
By: Putri Ys

A white fabric is waiting to be painted with the color of rainbow. It lets the quill to dance on it.
Waiting.....
And says "Right here"
As if didn't want to hide away
Did you hear it? Didn't you?
"I am here" it says repeatedly
Several time

Silent, still and silent
As if it was tired, no one care
Rainbow, where is rainbow? -starts to hunt
Even thought just black and white that found -stills hunt.
Black after white
White before black
Black and white

Waiting for changes
Rainbow, where is my rainbow??
"I am here"

trying to make a poem 2

The period of relaxion
By: putri ys

A lonely man laid him down to sleep
On a bed under the moon light
Part of the body was hiden by the grey blanket
With the pillow and bolster in his side

It looked real from here
This world likes a big watermelon -he realized
It hard outside, but will broke if he throw it
Life was something that he must fight for
They can't decide how his life must to be
His life was his choosing, his own

Being around them who never care is like being around the empty stomach lions with sharp tusks
Everytimes he could be their prey

Before the eyes closed, he inhaled the air
Felt free