puisi

For my next Indonesian assignment, I have been asked to write a poem.

Last year I wrote this poem:

Here I am.

I am lying.

Alone.

Wounded.

Bleeding.

This pain I cannot take.

I try to walk.

I stumble.

I fall to the ground.

I burst into tears.

The tears soak me.

Soak the ground on which I sit.

It was then that I looked up, and saw Him.

I looked into His eyes – and I knew.

I knew He understood.

He understood every emotion and pain.

Tears filled His eyes with compassion as He looked into mine.

His body – marred with scars.

His two hands and feet restricted to the nails on the cross.

Who is this man?

This man,

with such a pained,

yet,

compassionate

look in His face

for me?

At that moment He cries out into the heavens

…and dies.

Despair and loss fills my heart.

I long to see that look in His eyes once more.

But it is finished.

And only now do I realise…

MY SINS PUT HIM THERE

The pain this man was going through was MY pain.

He understood.

I run my hands along the cross that this man was crucified on.

I cry.

For I know it is finished.

Blood stained rain falls from the heavens.

I am washed clean of everything in my life.

My hand - still on the empty cross.

I weep tears of Joy.

For I know…

He is coming back for me!

Ok, a little dramatic, but it has copy and pasted like that.

My question is, am I game enough to translate that as my assignment :P