my life is not based on a history, but based on my imagination...hoping for repeating history is an useless thing, it just becomes a life's experience, although there is a bitter and the sweet one...it'll be the best teacher for me...
27 Februari 2012 - 0 komentar

perihnya kesendirian...

tiada kata yg bisa terucap tuk lukiskan kesendirian...
mungkin bagaikan malam yg mulai terpejam perlahan,
hapuskan pekat...
yang ada hanyalah suara hembusan angin,
serta alunan orkestra serangga malam...
juga tak ada kata, yg bisa lukiskan kepedihan terpendam...
bagaikan sayatan luka dalam, yg tersiram air laut..
perih tak tertahan,
lebamkan luka menganga, yang dulu sempat tertikam...



31st Oct 2011

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