Jogjakarta*

Coming home to your town 

I'm caught by the stir of my longing

Still the same as before

Every corner is a friendly greeting

Fully satiated with meaning

Lost in the sensation of nostalgia

Of the moments when we were spending time

And enjoying Jogja's ambience together

At the intersection my steps stand still

Bustling portable food stands

Peddling various delectable cuisines

People sit cross-legged

And street musicians begin to play

In rhythm with my sorrow of losing you

Alone in my moans

Engulfed by your city's roar

Although how you're no longer here

And will never come back

Please allow me to always return

If the heart embarks on loneliness with no comfort

*quoted from a site