for my_lovely_boy

A LOVER'S COMPLAINT
A POEM BY
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

From off a hill whose concave womb reworded
A plaintful story from a sist'ring vale,
My spirits t'attend this double voice accorded,
And down I laid to list the sad-tuned tale,
Ere long espied a fickle maid full pale,
Tearing of papers, breaking rings atwain,
Storming her world with sorrow's wind and rain.
Upon her head a platted hive of straw,
Which fortified her visage from the sun,
Whereon the thought might think sometime it saw
The carcase of a beauty spent and done.
Time had not scythed all that youth begun,
Nor youth all quit, but spite of heaven's fell rage
Some beauty peeped through lattice of seared age.

Oft did she heave her napkin to her eyne,
Which on it had conceited characters,
Laund'ring the silken figures in the brine
That seasoned woe had pelleted in tears,
And often reading what contents it bears;
As often shrieking undistinguished woe
In clamours of all size, both high and low.

Sometimes her levelled eyes their carriage ride
As they did batt'ry to the spheres intend;
Sometime diverted their poor balls are tied
To th'orbed earth; sometimes they do extend
Their view right on; anon their gazes lend
To every place at once, and nowhere fixed,
The mind and sight distractedly commixed.

Her hair, nor loose nor tied in formal plait,
Proclaimed in her a careless hand of pride;
For some, untucked, descended her sheaved hat,
Hanging her pale and pined cheek beside;
Some in her threaden fillet still did bide,
And, true to bondage, would not break from thence,
Though slackly braided in loose negligence.

A thousand favours from a maund she drew
Of amber, crystal, and of beaded jet,
Which one by one she in a river threw,
Upon whose weeping margent she was set;
Like usury applying wet to wet,
Or monarch's hands that lets not bounty fall
Where want cries some, but where excess begs all.

Of folded schedules had she many a one,
Which she perused, sighed, tore, and gave the flood;
Cracked many a ring of posied gold and bone,
Bidding them find their sepulchres in mud;
Found yet moe letters sadly penned in blood,
With sleided silk feat and affectedly
Enswathed and sealed to curious secrecy.

These often bathed she in her fluxive eyes,
And often kissed, and often 'gan to tear;
Cried "O false blood, thou register of lies,
What unapproved witness dost thou bear!
Ink would have seemed more black and damned here!"
This said, in top of rage the lines she rents,
Big discontent so breaking their contents.

A reverend man that grazed his cattle nigh,
Sometime a blusterer that the ruffle knew
Of court, of city, and had let go by
The swiftest hours observed as they flew,
Towards this afflicted fancy fastly drew,
And, privileged by age, desires to know
In brief the grounds and motives of her woe.

So slides he down upon his grained bat,
And comely distant sits he by her side,
When he again desires her, being sat,
Her grievance with his hearing to divide.
If that from him there may be aught applied
Which may her suffering ecstasy assuage,
'Tis promised in the charity of age.

"Father," she says "though in me you behold
The injury of many a blasting hour,
Let it not tell your judgement I am old:
Not age, but sorrow over me hath power.
I might as yet have been a spreading flower,
Fresh to myself, if I had self-applied
Love to myself, and to no love beside.

"But, woe is me! too early I attended
A youthful suit -it was to gain my grace -
O, one by nature's outwards so commended
That maidens' eyes stuck over all his face.
Love lacked a dwelling and made him her place;
And when in his fair parts she did abide
She was new-lodged and newly deified.

"His browny locks did hang in crooked curls,
And every light occasion of the wind
Upon his lips their silken parcels hurls.
What's sweet to do, to do will aptly find:
Each eye that saw him did enchant the mind,
For on his visage was in little drawn
What largeness thinks in Paradise was sawn.

"Small show of man was yet upon his chin;
His phoenix down began but to appear,
Like unshorn velvet, on that termless skin,
Whose bare outbragged the web it seemed to wear;
Yet showed his visage by that cost more dear,
And nice affections wavering stood in doubt
If best were as it was, or best without.

"His qualities were beauteous as his form,
For maiden-tongued he was, and thereof free;
Yet, if men moved him, was he such a storm
As oft twixt May and April is to see,
When winds breathe sweet, unruly though they be.
His rudeness so with his authorized youth
Did livery falseness in a pride of truth.

"Well could he ride, and often men would say
`That horse his mettle from his rider takes:
Proud of subjection, noble by the sway,
What rounds, what bounds, what course, what stop he makes!'
And controversy hence a question takes,
Whether the horse by him became his deed,
Or he his manage by th' well-doing steed.

"But quickly on this side the verdict went:
His real habitude gave life and grace
To appertainings and to ornament,
Accomplished in himself, not in his case.
All aids, themselves made fairer by their place,
Came for additions; yet their purposed trim
Pieced not his grace, but were all graced by him.

"So on the tip of his subduing tongue
All kind of arguments and question deep,
All replication prompt, and reason strong,
For his advantage still did wake and sleep.
To make the weeper laugh, the laugher weep,
He had the dialect and different skill,
Catching all passions in his craft of will,

"That he did in the general bosom reign
Of young, of old, and sexes both enchanted,
To dwell with him in thoughts, or to remain
In personal duty, following where he haunted.
Consents bewitched, ere he desire, have granted,
And dialogued for him what he would say,
Asked their own wills, and made their wills obey.

"Many there were that did his picture get
To serve their eyes, and in it put their mind;
Like fools that in th'imagination set
The goodly objects which abroad they find
Of lands and mansions, theirs in thought assigned,
And labour in moe pleasures to bestow them
Than the true gouty landlord which doth owe them.

"So many have, that never touched his hand,
Sweetly supposed them mistress of his heart.
My woeful self, that did in freedom stand,
And was my own fee-simple, not in part,
What with his art in youth, and youth in art,
Threw my affections in his charmed power,
Reserved the stalk and gave him all my flower.

"Yet did I not, as some my equals did,
Demand of him, nor being desired yielded;
Finding myself in honour so forbid,
With safest distance I mine honour shielded.
Experience for me many bulwarks builded
Of proofs new-bleeding, which remained the foil
Of this false jewel and his amorous spoil.

"But ah, who ever shunned by precedent
The destined ill she must herself assay?
Or forced examples 'gainst her own content
To put the by-past perils in her way?
Counsel may stop awhile what will not stay,
For when we rage, advice is often seen
By blunting us to make our wills more keen.

"Nor gives it satisfaction to our blood
That we must curb it upon others' proof,
To be forbod the sweets that seems so good
For fear of harms that preach in our behoof.
O appetite, from judgement stand aloof!
The one a palate hath that needs will taste,
Though reason weep, and cry `It is thy last'.

"For further I could say this man's untrue,
And knew the patterns of his foul beguiling;
Heard where his plants in others' orchards grew;
Saw how deceits were gilded in his smiling;
Knew vows were ever brokers to defiling;
Thought characters and words merely but art,
And bastards of his foul adulterate heart.

"And long upon these terms I held my city,
Till thus he 'gan besiege me: `Gentle maid,
Have of my suffering youth some feeling pity,
And be not of my holy vows afraid.
That's to ye sworn to none was ever said;
For feasts of love I have been called unto,
Till now did ne'er invite nor never woo.

" `All my offences that abroad you see
Are errors of the blood, none of the mind;
Love made them not; with acture they may be,
Where neither party is nor true nor kind.
They sought their shame that so their shame did find;
And so much less of shame in me remains
By how much of me their reproach contains.

" `Among the many that mine eyes have seen,
Not one whose flame my heart so much as warmed,
Or my affection put to th' smallest teen,
Or any of my leisures ever charmed.
Harm have I done to them, but ne'er was harmed;
Kept hearts in liveries, but mine own was free,
And reigned commanding in his monarchy.

" `Look here what tributes wounded fancies sent me
Of pallid pearls and rubies red as blood,
Figuring that they their passions likewise lent me
Of grief and blushes, aptly understood
In bloodless white and the encrimsoned mood -
Effects of terror and dear modesty,
Encamped in hearts, but fighting outwardly.

" `And lo, behold these talents of their hair,
With twisted metal amorously impleached,
I have received from many a several fair,
Their kind acceptance weepingly beseeched,
With the annexions of fair gems enriched,
And deep-brained sonnets that did amplify
Each stone's dear nature, worth, and quality.

" `The diamond? -why, 'twas beautiful and hard,
Whereto his invised properties did tend;
The deep-green em'rald, in whose fresh regard
Weak sights their sickly radiance do amend;
The heaven-hued sapphire and the opal blend
With objects manifold: each several stone,
With wit well blazoned, smiled or made some moan.
" `Lo, all these trophies of affections hot,
Of pensived and subdued desires the tender,
Nature hath charged me that I hoard them not,
But yield them up where I myself must render -
That is to you, my origin and ender;
For these, of force, must your oblations be,
Since I their altar, you enpatron me.

" `O then advance of yours that phraseless hand,
Whose white weighs down the airy scale of praise.
Take all these similes to your own command,
Hallowed with sighs that burning lungs did raise.
What me your minister, for you obeys,
Works under you, and to your audit comes
Their distract parcels in combined sums.

" `Lo, this device was sent me from a nun,
A sister sanctified, of holiest note,
Which late her noble suit in court did shun,
Whose rarest havings made the blossoms dote;
For she was sought by spirits of richest coat,
But kept cold distance, and did thence remove
To spend her living in eternal love.

" `But, O my sweet, what labour is't to leave
The thing we have not, mast'ring what not strives,
Planing the place which did no form receive,
Playing patient sports in unconstrained gyves!
She that her fame so to herself contrives,
The scars of battle scapeth by the flight,
And makes her absence valiant, not her might.

" `O pardon me, in that my boast is true!
The accident which brought me to her eye
Upon the moment did her force subdue,
And now she would the caged cloister fly:
Religious love put out religion's eye.
Not to be tempted, would she be immured,
And now to tempt, all liberty procured.

" `How mighty then you are, O hear me tell!
The broken bosoms that to me belong
Have emptied all their fountains in my well,
And mine I pour your ocean all among.
I strong o'er them, and you o'er me being strong,
Must for your victory us all congest,
As compound love to physic your cold breast.

" `My parts had power to charm a sacred nun,
Who, disciplined, ay, dieted in grace,
Believed her eyes when they t'assail begun,
All vows and consecrations giving place.
O most potential love! -vow, bond, nor space,
In thee hath neither sting, knot, nor confine,
For thou art all, and all things else are thine.

" `When thou impressest, what are precepts worth
Of stale example? When thou wilt inflame,
How coldly those impediments stand forth,
Of wealth, of filial fear, law, kindred, fame!
Love's arms are peace, 'gainst rule, 'gainst sense, 'gainst shame;
And sweetens, in the suff'ring pangs it bears,
The aloes of all forces, shocks, and fears.

" `Now all these hearts that do on mine depend,
Feeling it break, with bleeding groans they pine,
And supplicant their sighs to you extend,
To leave the batt'ry that you make 'gainst mine,
Lending soft audience to my sweet design,
And credent soul to that strong-bonded oath
That shall prefer and undertake my troth.'

"This said, his wat'ry eyes he did dismount,
whose sights till then were levelled on my face;
Each cheek a river running from a fount
With brinish current downward flowed apace.
O how the channel to the stream gave grace!
Who glazed with crystal gate the glowing roses
That flame through water which their hue encloses.

"O father, what a hell of witchcraft lies
In the small orb of one particular tear!
But with the inundation of the eyes
What rocky heart to water will not wear?
What breast so cold that is not warmed here?
O cleft effect! Cold modesty, hot wrath,
Both fire from hence and chill extincture hath.

"For lo, his passion, but an art of craft,
Even there resolved my reason into tears;
There my white stole of chastity I daffed,
Shook off my sober guards and civil fears;
Appear to him as he to me appears,
All melting; though our drops this diff'rence bore:
His poisoned me, and mine did him restore.

"In him a plenitude of subtle matter,
Applied to cautels, all strange forms receives,
Of burning blushes or of weeping water,
Or swooning paleness; and he takes and leaves,
In either's aptness, as it best deceives,
To blush at speeches rank, to weep at woes,
Or to turn white and swoon at tragic shows,

"That not a heart which in his level came
Could scape the hail of his all-hurting aim,
Showing fair nature is both kind and tame;
And, veiled in them, did win whom he would maim.
Against the thing he sought he would exclaim;
When he most burned in heart-wished luxury
He preached pure maid and praised cold chastity.

"Thus merely with the garment of a grace
The naked and concealed fiend he covered,
That th'unexperient gave the tempter place,
Which like a cherubin above them hovered.
Who, young and simple, would not be so lovered?
Ay me, I fell; and yet do question make
What I should do again for such a sake.

"O, that infected moisture of his eye,
O, that false fire which in his cheek so glowed,
O, that forced thunder from his heart did fly,
O, that sad breath his spongy lungs bestowed,
O, all that borrowed motion, seeming owed,
Would yet again betray the fore-betrayed,
And new pervert a reconciled maid."

sweet couple

so many question in my life

last night, i was dreaming so badly. No something scared but memorized about someone still haunted me. I walked down on quite street then suddenly he came and pulled over me with his hands.

i was not scared for his acted. But, i was afraid for his biggest love for me. I have scent his odor sorrounded me and unfortunately i could not escaped from itu. It was haunted my whole night.

I Felt down on my bed. Why he was come in my life after happened between us. I was trying eliminated everything whereas would be so make me desperated. A While i woke up i was very free of worry i found my self did not reached by him. Thank God, for helped me.

my_soulmate

I have seen you in many times in my dream. Drawing my life with your fingers. All of this, i never understand, why people were trying separated us whereas i have feeling then you are my soulmate.

Then, i wish, i could runaway with you, ever....!!!!!!

PS: Always missing you in this moment

Denting

Adakah yang lebih indah dari sebuah rindu yang terkatakan lewat malam sepi dan ketika lelap masuk menjadi pemberi jarak antara kita. Sebuah rindu yang selalu ada dan tak pernah hilang meski wajah dan senyumannya hanya samar dalam bayangan. Lagu Melly ini sebuah pembuktian tentang absurditas sebuah rindu

Denting yang berbunyi dari dinding kamarku
sedarkan diriku dari lamunan panjang
Tak terasa malam kini semakin larut
Ku masih terjaga


Sayang kau dimana aku ingin bersama
Aku butuh semua untuk tepiskan rindu
Mungkinkah kau disana merasa yang sama
Seperti dinginku di malam ini


Rintik gerimis mengundang kekasih di malam ini
Kita menari dalam rindu yang indah
Sepi ku rasa hatiku saat ini oh sayangku
Jika kau disini aku tenang

dreaming of me

i would rather you here and standing beside than you just dreaming of me from so far.On the right side, i supposed would leading you into a romance life but some pieces of me really needed you at once now inside my heart.

Some lovers seen so adorable and talking with sweetest things. But, you know that, i never want you said something. It doesn’t take long before and we both knew there many reason why our feeling being connected so deeply.

Maybe it just time and everybody knows how strong and strange about love. Who will denied it. Life so polished by it and later i knew why people would sacrifice everything for love. It just started little while some friction come over me but i thought i will swept away it from our lines.

How sweet yours today?????? Just dreaming of me. Me Only and ever after

who wants to live forever

Ini adalah salah satu lagu favoritku dan dengan kedalaman makna dari liriknya membawa aku dalam sebuah ketenangan pencarian hidup. Who wants to Live Forever by Sarah Brigthman

Theres no time for us,
Theres no place for us,
What is this thing that builds our dreams,
Yet slips away from us.

Who wants to live forever,
Who wants to live forever, .....?

Theres no chance for us,
Its all decided for us,
This world has only one sweet moment
Set aside for us.

Who wants to live forever,
Who wants to live forever, .....?

Now touch my tears with your lips,
Touch my world with your fingertips,
And we can have forever,
And we can love forever,
Forever is our today.

Who wants to live forever,
Who wants to live forever, .....?

Who waits forever anyway

I miss my cats

where are they now?
I wish they are come and into my hugs
where are they now
I wish i could get more happines now and then.......
misss yaa.......

somewhere at moment

There are some decision appeared to knowing about deepestly secret. A while never think about how imposed all your memorized behind me. If i knew how to let this going through i will fullfil my needs to forgotten you.

Maybe i tought you will coming to my early morning life then we spent together for enjoyed sun a while we walked on beach. How many people would see us and i think they would ignored it.

Well, i am still hope you will remaind that day where we hung up delicate dreams so i still took my wishes to you. There are larger life waiting for used it.

The Prayer

Seberapa jauh kamu melangkah, kamu akan kembali di mana kamu berasal....Seperti angin yang bertiup dan membawa ke arah kebebasan iman dan kepercayaan. Seperti apakah sebuah keabadian akan menjadi serapuh kertas. Mungkin hanya waktu yang bisa memberikan jawaban atas semua pertanyaan yang tiba-tiba saja muncul dan berbahasa melalui pikiranku.

Hanya sepi yang membuatku merasa tenang... Hanya mendengar desiran angin pagi dan kembali membuat mataku terlelap. Seketika bayangan senja menukik dan menyadarkan aku segera untuk bangun dan menantang hari.

Leaving on Jet Plane

All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go
I'm standin' here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye

But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn
The taxi's waitin', he's blowin' his horn
Already I'm so lonesome I could die

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go

'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go

I'm ...

There's so many times I've let you down
So many times I've played around
I'll tell you now, they don't mean a thing

Every place I go, I think of you
Every song I sing, I sing for you
When I come back I'll wear your wedding ring

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go

'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go

Now the time has come to leave you
One more time, oh, let me kiss you
And close your eyes and I'll be on my way

Dream about the days to come
When I won't have to leave alone
About the times that I won't have to say ...

Oh, kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go

'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go

And I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go

But I'm leaving on a jet plane
(Ah ah ah ah)
Leaving on a jet plane
(Ah ah ah ah)
Leaving on a jet plane
(Ah ah ah ah)
Leaving on a jet plane
(Ah ah ah ah)
Leaving on a jet plane
(Ah ah ah ah)
Leaving on a jet plane
(Ah ah ah ah)
Leaving on a jet plane
(Ah ah ah ah)
Leaving on a jet plane
(Ah ah ah ah)
(Leaving) On a jet plane

little dreaming in my spot day

I had been in these difficult times for a moment. It just hard to say, i am longer so weakly then stronger after my bad times came over me. I was still kept my little dreaming about onething.

So, during that periode i lost my special one. I am so leaked because when i was trying searching my old friendship, suddenly it was gone leave me very though most of my memorize destroyed my ownself.

I know, it is not matter of jockeying for sadness but above all, i am understand my little dreaming on my spot day. I painted my experiance with surealize style. And i cant hard wait for seeing my beau lovely..........................love and forever for him

10 Things U Mad About Me

Ada 10 hal yang membuatmu marah tentang aku
1. Kamu marah jika aku hanya menulis kata I Love U tanpa pernah mengucapkannya
2. Kamu marah jika aku selalu mengatakan hal yang tak penting
3. Kamu marah jika aku selalu begadang
4. Kamu marah jika aku mengabaikan kamu
5. Kamu marah jika aku selingkuh
6. Kamu marah jika aku selalu mengabaikan kesehatanku
7. Kamu marah jika tak segera menjawab sapaanmu
8. Kamu marah jika aku terlalu egois dalam setiap pembicaraan
9. Kamu marah jika aku menghabiskan waktu dengan bekerja
10 Kamu marah jika aku tak bisa mengerti apa yang kamu maksud

Bagi sebagian orang marah adalah aspek negatif kehidupan. Tapi, bagi aku, tanpa marahmu, maka duniaku akan menjadi sangat sunyi dan nelangsa dalam ketidakberdayaan

Broken Vow by Josh Groban

Tell me his name
I want to know
The way he looks
And where you go
I need to see his face
I need to understand
Why you and I came to an end

Tell me again
I want to hear
Who broke my faith in all these years
Who lays with you at night
When I'm here all alone
Remembering when I was your own

[Chorus:]
I let you go
I let you fly
Why do I keep on asking why
I let you go
Now that I found
A way to keep somehow
More than a broken vow

Tell me the words I never said
Show me the tears you never shed
Give me the touch
That one you promised to be mine
Or has it vanished for all time

[Chorus]

I close my eyes
And dream of you and I
And then I realize
There's more to love than only bitterness and lies
I close my eyes

I'd give away my soul
To hold you once again
And never let this promise end

[Modified Chorus:]
I let you go
I let you fly
Now that I know I’m asking why
I let you go
Now that I found
A way to keep somehow
More than a broken vow

PS:
Saya kira lirik lagu ini sangat indah dan menggambarkan kedalaman perasaan cinta terhadap seseorang. Then, i will dedicated this song for everyone has feel like this
By Widya

Endless Love

Kemarin,
Aku masih menyisakan sedikit hari untuk berbagi cerita dengan angin. Membelainya sejenak lalu berharap ia bisa membaca kegelisahanku. Namun, seiring dengan gelap yang datang, rembulan pun seolah enggan menemani aku di sela-sela penat kesepian yang kian menguasai alam jiwaku. Aku memang sedikit berlega melihat gugusan gemintang tersenyum manis meski tak menyapaku dengan suguhan kata manisnya
Kini,
Aku menghantar hari dengan tanya tanpa sebab. Seperti membayangkan kegelisahan matahari yang sebentar lagi ditutupi awan menjelang musim penghujan. Panahan cahayanya tidak bisa menembus kulit bumi dan menyembunyikannya di dasar perutnya.
Esok,
Ada sebuah harapan tentang asa, pergulatan jiwa, dan langkah sang perkasa menantang kerasnya kehidupan. Membangunkan sang penidur untuk selalu siaga menjaga cinta dan kebajikan alam nan hakiki
Bagi aku,
Kemarin,Kini, dan Esok tetap menyajikan sebuah warna cahaya cinta karena keberadaan dari sang kekasih yang kini berada di dunia antah berantah romantisme khayalan ala roman picisan.

For dearest Love, most things i want to do is being with you always

Great Expectations

While i was sleeping, i found my self sat on beach, was looking around for something. Honestly, i never know where my heart will go,so, i waiting for that moment then push away my dream about him.

Walking down on the beach by my own self so meaning curious on me. What sign of that dream? Did I have great expectations for my future love but in other side, for reality, i just got less what i want.

I have many things to do for this time. Someone told me to remembrance to him, for our past where we going through in good and bad times. I can not lie to my self then i still wishing him come to me and spent our limited time for reply old memorized.

I want all about this back and we were build our dream into reality. Have kids, living on beach side then we going to older, we have seen our kids playing on small ground then we created small world for our own. He ever said to me as he wanted living so far from busy people. We enjoyed our live with love and romance stories so we could shared it for our kids when they are being adults.

So, i woke up and tears on to my cheeks. I have realized that moment never come bak again. Sometimes i am asking my self, why i never get what i want. I never ask more. I just want ordinary people in my life. Then why it was so tough for me?

And this time, i remembrance him then i would keeping it deeply in my heart, forever

In the Dew

Makna sebuah kesempurnaan adalah saat kekurangan dua invidu menyatu. Aku masih ingat beberapa tahun lalu, seseorang menanyakan tentang arti sebuah kebersamaan dan tentu saja sebuah kesempurnaan hidup. Di masa belia itu, aku hanya tersenyum dan kemudian berjalan acuh meninggalkan sang penanya.

Dalam alur kehidupanku selanjutnya, aku banyak menemukan orang-orang yang berusaha mencari kesempurnaan mulai dari gaya hidup, kekasih, ataupun teman-teman yang mereka bisa ajak jalan bersama.

Lalu, biografi hidupku mencatat banyak kisah baik manis, menyenangkan, pahit, ataupun juga menantang. Beribu kata telah tertuang dan mungkin juga luka telah menggores dan meninggalkan bekas. Tetapi, yang aku tahu, Tuhan selalu membuka mata dan melihat ke arah mana kakiku membawa diri.

Dan makna kesempurnaan bisa ditemukan di mana saja. Pada titik embun yang menghiasi kaca jendela, pada senyum bijak di wajah orang tua, ataupun pada sapaan kekasih yang sedang merindu. Semuanya, adalah kesempurnaan hakiki milik Tuhan. Aku pun bersyukur bahwa makna kesempurnaan seorang kekasih telah kutemukan dan barangkali aku masih perlu belajar mengenai makna kesempurnaan dari seorang Adam yang diciptakan serta dilengkapkan dengan kehadiran Hawa.

while mess things come

sometimes i hate my self while i woke up in the morning and thinking my self so fatigue. Nothing causing about my work, but, how making my feeling willing good anytime. So, i felt bad about it and suddenly i want you come here with me.

Good and bad things always come and seeing alternative way i would got. I want then my life better and better get some faboulous colours in my own life. I wishing it a thousand times then i want you always be here with me forever and then. I wish i could touch my lover face and bared on his holding hands.

When i was walking around on my side yard, i have been trying understand how people to look at me then taken their perception on them. Even it was so hard for me but i knew, it was never been the same like the old.

E, For now and then, loving you always gave me inspiration

November Rain

Ini awal November yang sangat menyenangkan. Bukan karena ini permulaan hari tetapi November memang selalu menyajikan kesegaran dan keteduhan. Betapa tidak, November selalu hadir setelah musim panas yang panjang dan terasa sangat menyesakkan. Tadi pagi, aku melihat ke atas langit dan bayangan air hujan yang akan segera turun memang menjanjikan sebuah asa yang tak pernah putus.

Kegembiraan yang selalu aku tunggu ini semoga akan menjadi pelipur laraku ketika tiba-tiba kesedihan datang dan tak bisa menguak semua penyelesaian yang terbaik bagi semua pihak termasuk aku.