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When the night began to tasteless
With thousands of passions that surrounded
I was hesitant ...
Where I had to pull over
Life is full of wonderful memories,
Or an empty life without illusions
How this fact pushing me away
But that's where the most meaningful test
To make explicit the realm of philosophy as clearly as possible
O souls who struggled...
Where you will find a form of love
Where will you squander the ego
Realize that I fully who understand
Where as deep as you stick to the desire
I only fully understand your senses
So don't you think I am alone
Pull off the road, lay your hope in my lap
Be beautiful in my eyelid
Then on your heart I promise
I will bear the burden of your love
Due to the nature of which I hold dear
Always hug and make your sense harbor linked
Try to contemplate how my presence comforts you
A lot of poems & some information about Indonesian's Health World
Monday, October 17, 2011
Understand Your Senses
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Heal The Hurt
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When I was devastated ...
All that ever we passed seemed meaningless
All the feelings that drew together more strangling myself
Raging and hard hit as the storm
When I was devastated ...
I was finding a more stunning figure
Back to drown me in the canyon edge of indecision
Wash me with the bulk of expectation water
When I was devastated ...
I really can no longer make it buried
Due to the nature of this really strong sense of
Even the strength of feeling is capable of pounding the hills selfishness row
And I also heal the hurt
From each side of the pain that made me slumped
Throw away the contempt that embraces me
I fill again many happiness water in the cup of heart
And I also heal the hurt
Although discard the rest of the old story that will please
Relegating the beginning that I have built in myself
Although this hope will be far from peaceful
And I also heal the hurt
Over sore, disappointed, and hurt
Throw away the ego and confidence
To be no more bad words spoken
Could it be ...
Perfect Love has Burned
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About the same as the time elapsed repeated
Like the girl who always read again what she wrote
Although it invite excessive, she still continue
So that should nothing be exists and poisoning
No soft thump of the usual row of words
Shut up and keep it so
Unlike the flow of water that speak out when greeting an old stone
Who knows how long loneliness ruling above her lips
Just that I'm helpless to straighten the bent bone
Not because her strength, precisely because I love her vulnerability
Nor because I did not try, just because I am tired of the experiment
Awareness of who I am and what I can give makes me weak
I am only able to sow despair
Painting a sense that she will pour in the ocean of attitudes
Maybe at one time
When I'm nothing again, she was able to feel the extent to which the meaning of me
Could have been embroidered perfect love has burned
Leaving a crumb with remorse and responsibility in her heart
It could be the ability of self reflection to her has been lost
So I did not become a crown to her self-esteem
God forgive me ... I beg ...
Above anything I've flown before
To be nothing retaliation from you ensnare my life today and tomorrow
Forgive me, Lord ...
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Betrayal
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Be opened curtain of a life frame that had been dusty
Just sitting in the game time
Sulk for the presence of stabbing after stabbing a dagger of betrayal
Apparently I was brave enough to admit it ...
That the heart has been moved slightly further away from the cabin that had been bought
God forgive me ...
I should not divert my eyes
God forgive me ...
I hope to hope that maybe you could not give
God forgive me ...
I breathe in fragrant love of flowers that have not man's-land
God forgive me ....
God forgive me ...
Friday, October 07, 2011
Thank You...
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Torches began to sing from the heart chamber intention to concentrate depths
When the old figure confirms the desire on the new dock,
She debuted with a blinding grin ruthless on the other side
Asked the young poet in the dark,
Is life really begins when the old road has crashed?
To see and understand that the old story has been incised stains on the sheets of a new life,
Young poet did realize that there is no longer lit roads
Everything has been palpable
Thank you, dear ...
With this situation the young poet had been lying in the tender
Hold a grudge in the dim night
Aware of the nature of love that has been missed
Young poets have been replaced by a new poet with more wordplay meaning fly away into the clouds
This is life ...
Thank you my old story, thank you love who has missed
Because you a young poet is able to stand more firmly against the world
Thank you ... thank you ...
Tuesday, October 04, 2011
Virtual and Unexpected
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The empty space now been filled
Nothingness which has long had nailed him perfectly stay away
Stay tiny ripples of hope springs
Decorate that space and seduce him with a symphony of happiness
Apparently, loneliness like a jail
What is difficult for anyone to escape from it
When the warm hug not what it used
When the laughter turned into a cynical smile on the other side
The world has turned my attention
From what is really very meaningful
Toward something that is covered with dense but sparkling
So that the heart chambers crunching chase
Perhaps at this gate ...
Crown of loneliness should I waste
Although it is virtual, but it's unexpected
Takes me on pieces of the existing sense of hope
To once again ...
I tried to know the world
Through a pinch of philosophy from a different realm of understanding
Monday, October 03, 2011
Beginning without End
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Ahlan ...
It is wonderful when the lateral line sense of the mark in old rocks
Turn down the noise surrounding
Describing what the tongue was unable to explain
With knitted lies that overshadows
Indeed self is longing to be recognized
Just as the essence of Friend of Heart that yearns for the arrival of His devotees
Not to confirm personal greatness
Just to the view of one eye redirected to the other road
Like the love that has always managed to know the beginning and never meet the end
I hope my trace in this new world is not cracked
To carve virtual ink in a sea of hearts
To know the world once again for what I think