Wednesday, September 16, 2009
"aku menulis di atas pasir kerana ia akan hilang ditiup angin, aku memahat di atas batu supaya aku mengingatinya sampai bila-bila.."
.kekayaan itu terletak pada hati yang bersifat qanaah.
let the wind blow.
it touch my senses.
Monday, September 14, 2009
Nature's melody, unknown and unseen,
a song, a story that is yet to be heard.
A moment in time that is meant to occur.
In a singsong voice, a lovebird chirps.
In a perfect picture, something is gone,
that something, invisible, from dusk to dawn.
It blows the flowers to and fro;
like an artist's palette; beautiful colours flow through.
It breathes beauty upon the earth to subdue.
As I stare out to the wind, and listen to its song,
It's breath of life does fall upon me,
And its innocence fills me to a great degree.
stare at the window
Saturday, September 12, 2009
picture paints my words.
think to put your picture
quite long time ago..
never mind do you?
already asked your permission right.. =)
sometimes its hard to say.
whatever it is.
thanks for being such a good.a very very good
friend of mine..
lending your ears to hear me mumbling
shed my tears
hug me when im tired
gave me those strength
which i borrowed it from you.
i gonna miss you
your voice the most
and your small eyes when you're smiling
and you know what?
knowing you was the most precious
gift i ever got
its not about want to be so drama queen
or soft-sensitive heart
im just proud to know you.
what is friend?