season of love.. Same thing a
s day and night.. Love also has given me come and go naturally…
At the end of a quiet day,
only met with
“my lover” in a dream … I him with lost far away …
with dew in the wind…
i dont have the ability to take..
only able to make
that I made him
. my healers miss ..
I like hope to something that is missing of mind..
In this pain like silence in dew night ..
In the heartbreak myself and my co
alonely crying in pain ..
he will be the continuous ..?
when a raindrop ,
. by the silent tears . Like the love of the sun during the day..
like the stars at night,
and likewise may be lost ..when it is his time ..
without you …
i so lonely…
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in the time of wonderful creation from god…
reminisce to soul…
At dusk today…
Every time the sun was replaced months…
All that words unspoken of beautiful world….
When wind waves whisper to say something to reminisce soul …
These are the verses …this time in kota kinabalu, sabah, malaysia. Hehehe … I had time to go on the waterfront (not to far) to the airport AIR ASIA … but .. I already checked in at the airport,
If not check in. .. I was afraid to go anywhere .. because I have no time 1:25 hours before moving back Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
Yes!!! 🙂 I just like village (who cares!?) * Haha *
The Reason … my first time …
ever geeee almost missed my airplane …
So i do not Want Happening the second time again!
see my fiancee … Hld shrimp! My fav! Hehe ..this Time was I in a nearby shop kota kinabalu sea…wahhhhh so yummy!!!
I walk in shadows searching for one destination,
Cold and be alone..,no comfort in sight,
Hoping and praying for some one to care,
Always moving and going some where..,
Neiter I nor you..,
When the leavel hand trembling,
The wing passing through,
Touches. Our life..,
I’m searhing through.. Idont succesed..,
I’m running going somewhere..,
I’m lost !! There’s no places for a beginning..,
But some one..you , and talk to me..,
Along …the way…,
If you think, you’ll lost, you’re lost..,
Far..out in the world we find success..,
Begin,,,with a fellow’s will ..,
Its all in the state of mind…,
Before the trees..bow down their heads..,
The wind is passing by..,
So I know..I’m going to find a way..,
I’m sure, I’ll follow the way..,
Nothing is going to stop me now..,
Althounght I’ll follow thw way.. Yet so dark…,
I’ll find.. The road.. Some how..,
I’ll hope and pray… I”ll find the destination of mine…
poem~the wind~ Who has seen the wind.., Neither I nor you…, When the leavel hands treambling.., The wind is passing through.., Who has seen the wind.., Neither I nor you…, Before the trees bowdown theirs heads.., The wing is passing …
“”In the world of my life is like ,
a piece of drawing paper…,
all I need when drawing be careful and color carefully …
Some times every..
time I draw something ..
I want there are only birds crows are coming slowly..
and harass me..
Until I was forced to temporarily delay the self..
To find something that may prevent them from disturbing me again. ,
after I do this way..
From disturbing me..,
in fly away..the “crows” anf then…
I. Was to continue drawing again,
but there just is disturbing me…
All of a sudden heary rain..
and I could not avoid the rain…
Whe I wat to take the painting to go to places that can shelter ..,
But thE painting was already..
So bad …
not what I draw…
I follow one, the night with no stars twinkling as usual, appears to silence … also disappeared in the dim moonlight at my own heart … I only breathe the breeze, always whispering song of love, now in melancholy silence …