The color of Love

Longing for a Insan

2012-02-14T22:23:00.000+07:00

oh divine ..
In the silence that you provide, in the dim tonight, ..
The presence of prostrate-Qu offer Thee, and set the air greeting you later. ..
Color in life-Qu story is a struggle until the end of a quest for dirii hidub ..
Oh Habibie ..
A meeting was my goal, longing for a man in love is everlasting high ..
If the death as a substitute for meeting me in jabut Relax myself with a thousand swords
oh rahman ..
My breath serial connection procession flowed up and down, between the name of the substance and the substance of power of love ..
Expectations of love and longing never disappeared despite my age want to grab with his sharp claw scratches ..
In my silence, in my quiet, the night I always miss you:)

Flakes HEART .

2012-02-14T22:13:00.001+07:00

I learned to forget someone who forgot about me.,

I learned to forgive all who hurt me.

I learned to be my best for the people who I care about.

But one which I can not learn

I should be able to smile at people who I care about other people loved

How did the Whole people know love,

but only some people who know how to stay in the heart for a long period.

If the failure and success is like the rain like the sun,

the need both to see the rainbow. ^ _ *

Do not ever leave your loved ones

for someone you love,

because one day someone you love

will leave you for the person he loved,

therefore mercy on the man you love with all my heart.

When will the next day

I find you happy

Let me just leave the story of our love for ever .........

Should I repeat again, Or I have to keep you going

Long time it had been me tell you, if I was wrong, forgive my love

Let go of me when you do not love me

I welcome it if you still love me

I'm sorry, .....

when unrequited love was only a promise promise that I feel hurt, I waited so long time with me and now I'm back,

bear the punishment of longing all in vain,

proof of my love for you but never give you respect

I sacrificed for the sake of our love of all things which we passed is always present in memory .....
always want around you and make you smile but the tears that I can ...

Or maybe you

2012-02-14T22:07:00.000+07:00

Like to see a cloudy morning,,
patter was following the path of the heart,,
ad no news,,,
no news about your ad,,
still my heart is like the time before??
I just want to find a happy day in my life,,
are you there to see me or not,,
existence today makes me want to like the first,,
only by keeping the liver may all be missed,,
do not want to hurt tuk the second time,
that ye may ap?
Or who penetrated into this life?
The whole patter accompanying crying this morning,
like do not want something happening behind the scenes of this fairy tale world,,
if that's you, come,,,
ribs that maybe I,,,
who want to come back on you,,
why are you only able to say all will be beautiful in its time?
While I had this warm feeling,,
cup of honey in front of my ad would be sweet at this moment, as if you met the person,

Purnama not shine

2012-02-12T11:40:00.000+07:00

When the moon shines with a bright light .. in contemplation the soul full of peace, the soul memory illustrations are very beautiful to the plug as its poison barb life ..

My love is like the waves that will not be able to drag a million figurative happy .. A state of love that brought me in the morning dew. here, I love to knit with a holy, sacred as the fragrance of heaven that we live forever ..

For love, as deep as any that I would be proud if you did just for me .. I figure this is not poetry, but these words are a form of beautiful million hopes that I want to express but difficult for me ..

My God, why this happened to me and he is now .. We can only surrender his knees in front of you O Lord, to always strive in managing life today, tomorrow, and then

Empty

2012-02-10T11:13:00.001+07:00

Maybe my heart is empty
Indeed, there is no love dim my soul
I admit it. . .
Since he went there no longer feel love
It has long been my love away
There is only an empty and silent
It's not like I'm looking for
But my love has been exhausted. . .
Frozen my weary mind
Hope it ends in my life
I want to open a new page
Why the heart is always on you
Oh God .. . .
Show me the way, open the hearts and minds
So that I can no longer be able to feel
The beauty of love in life .. . .

frustration notes

2012-02-10T11:11:00.000+07:00

First, in my mind is to enjoy whatever life there,

It turns out, maybe I'm wrong ..
Life is a struggle ..
Life is a process, a very long process ..

Sometimes I want to protest, why do they need to fight to live?
Why there is suffering, while there is happiness ..

But the truth is like to live here ..
Complement each other like day and night ..

Now, begin to feel how my life is not a fairy tale ..

I think, to live like buying and selling ..
Some sacrificed to obtain something ..
There is no written agreement transactions ..

Even so, life is beautiful ..
I always believe that, believe it ..
I am always grateful for this life, always ..

I could be wrong,
Yes, misunderstood ..
For me life is still a question mark ..

At least, "Thank God, thou hast bestowed on me a long life which I enjoy"

My prayer THE LORD

2012-02-10T11:01:00.000+07:00

In this life ..........

I do not want everyone to know who I am

proud of, known to many people,

I do not want it ...

because there lies behind it all,

and hypocrisy, maybe a little ...

but it hurts a little ...

In this life .....

I just want my love,

because my love will always think there is,

It was not a lie, but honest, sincere and candid

Sweet tamarind sauce

2012-02-10T10:57:00.000+07:00

When all that you are looking for is not found,,
where the existence of hard to find,,
So much berad tuk stepped aside,,
come away with a sense of bringing a sense, and this is all about taste,,
the union of two flavors and despair that may not be re-nuanced,,
if to run maybe you can,, tp to talk to you still,,
You are not a flat surface in my life, but should like to climb toward achieving your,,
a lump of laughter in the quip terbesit I,,
see the face of innocence,,
very simple,,
do not have to sit alone,,
come on you please join discussions toward achieving consensus on your doubts,,
we find a gap in the sides of the plate destruction kerpingan spoon,,
increasingly follow the course of hours, the more I know you can not anymore,,
You have the haunting feeling that,
tuk full of troubled breathing air this morning,
I hope all missed,,

Grief happy beginning of the month

2012-02-07T11:01:00.001+07:00

In life there is love and there is also love .. the perfect life of love and affection,, again I hope that is not expected in particular at a price that will not priceless .. prices for the death of love and sadness that I have ever not be able to ..

     again I was reminded by a figure of light that is shining in the darkness when the liver is also happy .. the value of love and affection will not be able to realize the dream I love the beautiful crowd that I would expect ..

     once divided by the sanctity of love is illustrated by a little black ink stain is very dark .. perwujud tan in my hope that I will not let go right to the truth that I wanted to devote ..

     I just love to point out the hope that during this maksut I feel, a figure that stood by without rules, without any need to deal with .. however, is not the case with me, I will be curious about your deeper, I had to retreat to the step signal lines that allow state and he's not going to be with ..

     heart is back in the content by happy tears, mingled with the very soul of chaos and I will not repeat with the real situation .. This hurt, but I'll be happy .. because bahagiamu, my happiness I'll forever keep the memory of love my love to you ...
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Message mantra of mothers

2012-01-30T12:08:00.000+07:00

Reach paddle it, boy!

Immediately sailed across the country

Because there are still plenty of food

You're going full course

We can no longer eat in this country

There was only spoiled food here

That, too, was defeated by a vulture eat

They are, boy ... A black jacket

Which is always chattering with a half-bad

The flying globe always on the prowl

Of the millions of children starving nation

Although only a piece of stale bread or rice

The last word

2012-01-30T12:03:00.000+07:00

my eyes water droplets are not able to come back for you ....

only regret that terbasit because my attitude during this ...

tlah tired maybe you love me ..

or there may be others in your heart ..

there is still time before you leave to paint a smile on my face ...?

still there is always a smile from your face while you're forced to actually ... you're tired?

maybe it will all disappear ...

and leaving a line of the story between me you and this feeling ....

last word .....

thanks for the smile you've been painting on my lips ..

thanks for the second time that you leave me ..

thanks for the love that you planted in my heart ...

and thank you for the tears that trickled for you now .....

I believe all will be fine without me or you ...

goodbye to you ..

and good-bye to the love and the story depicted in my soul .....

Tyranny of my life,,,

2012-01-19T18:23:00.001+07:00

When the eye is closed why bayangmu always reluctant to attend

Why do you reply was now tida

Why did you leave me

And you choose love new-

Love new-you know

Love who you never see

Love who you never even feel

For the first time how sick aq feel abandoned by someone

For the first time aq feel such love and it's just you

But why did you leave the aq to love who you never touch

Could you be back in pelukku and we both love to sing

Could you come back and carry me away kepelukku you alone with your white horse

Or are you going to go away forever with your beautiful train and say never again

You take me where you're stepping because my love will always besamamu

Sense of uncertainty

2012-01-19T18:20:00.000+07:00

Although for a moment met, I was happy to see you again

In the limits of longing and emptiness was felt tears roll down my cheeks

Heart of suspended animation, suddenly awake and said that the real taste is still there
I understood that feeling never seems to go away and not replaced

No matter how hard kumencoba, tuk power as weak as any to remember

Hearts have their own choice which can not be governed by reason

I think I've given up hope in all this time ago

I guess I have no desire to meet again

Kukiraâ € | I will no longer see you as beautiful as ever

Until yesterday I knew that nothing had changed everything

Just a guess just the wrong pile

Love not compulsion

2012-01-19T18:15:00.002+07:00

When you begin to want to release someone, remember that when you want to get it.

When you begin to not love him, remember when you first fell cintapadanya.

When you begin to get bored with it, remember the best time with him.

When would you like menduakannya, imagine if he was always faithful.

When you want to lie to him, remember when he was telling the truth & what it is.

Then you will feel bitter, sweet, and the meaning of loving someone with full sincerity, genuine & not because of compulsion.

Not because Blind Love

2012-01-18T17:28:00.005+07:00

True love is not blind. Love is something that is pure, noble and necessary.
What if love is blind is a master yourself without a consideration.
Not the sea name if the water is not choppy, not love his name if the feeling was never injured,
not lover her name if her heart has never felt a longing and jealousy.
Love is not of words but of the plume given the desire on the hearts in need.
The crying is also not a remedy against love because he does not understand the journey of conscience.
Pursue goals before love, if the achievement of the ideals of love then by itself it will be present.
Love will often run away when we seek, but love nevertheless often allowed to go when he approached.
Memories of first love is, Love is the second lesson, and so love is one purpose
because life without love is like food without salt. Be on guard for the love that was bestowed
as well as possible so that he continues to bloom and fragrance throughout the season.
Disappointed love does not mean the world is over. A bright future based on past
that has been forgotten. You can not walk very well in your life
until you forget you're a failure and a sense of disappointment.
It takes only a minute to interpret a person, an hour to like someone and
a day to love someone, but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.
Life without love sepeeti food without salt. Therefore, the chase of love as you pursue your time and if you've got love, keep it the way you take care of yourself. Real love is the gift of God Almighty.
In a romance, but do not regret parting sesalilah meeting.
Because without a meeting there would be no separation. Marry a person who loves us more
rather than the person we love ourselves. That's better than being married to someone we love but do not menyintai
us because it is easier to change yourself than to change the establishment of the establishment of others.
Love can be seen from the holy sacrifice of a person, not of mere administration.
Ibaratkalah losing love is like the loss of diamond ring in an endless sea of wide-brimmed and should be forgotten.
Love is not always with a mate, but mate is always with love.
Tatung said: Love is located in the heart, though hidden, yet obvious vibration. He was able to affect the mind as well as controlling our actions so that we sometimes do the stupidest things without us knowing it.
Love begins with a smile, grow with arms and often ends in tears.

In Silence

2012-01-18T17:20:00.000+07:00

in silence

In the quietness of the night nan pitch ..

eliminate millions asa ..

burn all the dreams ..

when all is lost without meaning ..

because love is in vain ..

because he knows where ..

just said but did not appear ..

just look but do not leave tracks ..

I spent the night without a star ..

dark dark as anything I know will come ..

you go without a load ..

because harapku after wanting ..

you and all about life ..

Sweetest goodbye

2012-01-18T17:16:00.001+07:00

I used to come up with a myriad of despair

now I must leave to pick up dreams

Nothing is eternal in the world

Everything must change

Thank you for being my good friend

Thank you for being my dear friend

Thank you for being part of the way my life

Forgive all my fault

Please forgive all my shortcomings

No one should cry

Because I'm not going far

Friend, friend, stay to remember every wonderful memories that we have passed

Forget the bitterness of our misunderstanding ..

See you next time ...

Hope

2012-01-18T17:07:00.001+07:00

My days of waiting
The days of my hopes
The days of thinking about it My sore
My hope now only hope obsolete
Wait that never comes
Awaits the already forgotten
I ... ..
Now aware of ..
All has happened ...
The word has been spoken ...
There is still trying to remove scars
There is still hope that confined selfish and hypocritical
When the sun had set up was crying ..
Remembering that seek abolished
Missed an attempted forgotten ...
Until when ...??

When you remember

2012-01-15T19:24:00.000+07:00

A long journey that is I live,,
Not as easy as they think
Spend sweat and tears drain, crush the heart
Hyperbole maybe ..
But what I think is more powerful than just what can I say
And when my heart began to weaken,,
As I began to think tuk surrender. .
Again, I force myself to recall tujuankuyang tuk me willingly be sick like this

Look at my road I slowly began to leave. .
so dark and gloomy
My face-to-end path that I'll go in front of me,,
filled with light so bright beautiful luster

Now I remember the way my back is toward His blessings ..
His Rhido. . who has given me this body and life, which gave methe opportunity to live in this world to worship Him iniuntuk. .

Let the sick,,
Pain that is embedded as iniKu sure one day will bear fruit of happiness. .
The more fertile he grows, will more and more and sweeter fruithappiness anyway who would later I get. .* We remember you,, Irealized That all of you R my true spirit. Thanks a lot for all. .

The hypocrisy of a sense of who buried

2012-01-15T19:21:00.000+07:00

Land not feel dipijak, dark eyes and hearts to harden .. that's what happens when ego controls the heart, he did not give the slightest room for love and affection, to dock. Just a moment ...like a dry rain a year removed a day. Nurtured with affection andsincerity are not considered just disappear. Blasphemy, insultsout of the mouth without stopping, dissatisfaction, weakness intoa weapon for swearing and cursing each other. Where hatinuraniit go, and why emotions and ego took control ...? The heart islove and sometimes the mouth does not control the trigger ... the desire to make things better and make people change makes the mouth is not controlled. All felt hurt ... When it realized that change must start not to the desired course.

STARS MY HEART

2012-01-15T19:16:00.000+07:00

I still waiting for this moment, in my quiet street
tertatih lead
tuk steps to find true love.
body and soul together like nothing else, my time
now do not expect
means again, there was just an old story
yet to be revealed
screen story.
Will tomorrow be a dream terindahku, if
you're back
come up with a million stars that you bingkiskan
untuku ..
I woke up from my dream, there is still one
stars that are still
remaining untuku .. It's so STARS MY HEART.