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...pEnGiKuT seTia Ku....LoVe u aLL...
happy besday...
what???
I know how the pressure can build sometime
In your own metallic tea kettle world
Sporadically you whistle to me
At other times you explode
Somewhere beneath that noisy facade
in silence or stillness perhaps
feeling might flow with quickness and strange
but now they incessantly boil in your mind
steam filling dark shadows and choking conversation.....
hanya kamu
it true....
aku tutup pintu hati ku selama nie...
knp???
dulu kerana kau...
ya hanya kerana kau...
tapi kini???
kini...
kerana aku ingin melihat siapa yg benar2 jujur dan ikhlas untuk cuba memilikinya...
hati ini punya perasaan...
perasaan ini bukan lah untuk di persendakan
bukan lah jua untuk dipermainkan
malah tidak jua untuk diperbodohkan...
tapi perasaan ini hanyalah untuk mereka yang benar2 ikhlas mahu memilikinya...
aku bukan menjual cinta..
bukan mencanang kasih
jauh sekali menjaja sayang...
aku tidak menolak tuah
tidak juga mencari bala...
tapi aku hanya mencari dia
aku hanya menanti dia...
dia yang tak pernah kunjung tiba
dia yang....
ah....tak perlu aku fikir mungkin
ya terlalu jauh bagi ku....
tapi terkadang hati terasa sunyi
kadang perasaan ingin disayangi....
tapi bila????
perlukah aku terus menunggu dan menanti???
yaALLAH janganlah KAU beri ujian yang tak mampu ku tempuhi...
KAU jadikanlah segala yang terbaik itu untuk ku....
amin....
nothing at all
Active as i am in sessions
Going with you to the marrow of emotions
Our shared journey has end
Tonight as you hesitantly leave my office
To the early darkness of winter
And the coldness of December night
You do so on your arm
Yet this season of crystallized rain
Changes if however slowly
And your time and word together
Can be a memory from which may grow
A new seed of life within you
Not without knowledge of past years traumas
But rather in the sobering realization
That in being heard a chance is created
To fill a time with different feelings
And savour them in the silent hours
When you stand by yourself alone.
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I listed and you tell me how
The feeling rage and toss within you
A mother died a child deserted
And you......
That child have not forgotten
What it is to be alone.
I nod my head your word continue
Rich in anger from early memories
Feelings that you tap with care
After years of shaky storage
As you drink their bitter flavour
Which you decline to taste at seven
I mentally wince while watching you
Open your life to the dark overflow
Of pain that has grown strong with age.
OPEN MY MIND
Your words a plash heavily upon my mind
like early cold October rain
falling on my roof at dusk
the pattern change like an autumn storm
from violently rumbling thundering sounds
to clear soft steady stream of expression
through it all i look at you
soaked in past fears and turmoil
then patiently i watch with you in the darkness
for the breaking of black clouds
that linger in your turbulent mind
and the dawning of your smile
that comes in the light of new beginnings.