hujan, ambillah amarahku. sembunyikan tangisnya. dan suburkan asa diantaranya.
hujan, basuhmu bersihkan debu. buka cakrawala baru. dinginmu menggigilkan, namun tak mampu mematikan bara dalam dada.
hujan, legakan dada yang tersesak. heningkan semesta walau sementara. pun cukup bagi peziarah tuk temukan diri.
hujan, jernihkanlah pikiran agar jak jadi permata yang menghancurkan diri karna silaunya kaca.
hujan, deraikan tangismu jangan ragu. agar segera reda sedihmu.
Saturday, December 8, 2012
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
I guess it is
I guess it is.
Too much love will kill eventually.
At moment, it is killing me softly.
In a year there is a time for autumn and winter
At this moment I'm travelling in a blister
Dearest, I'm leaving to find a way
And the memories of us will be stay
Try to convince that I'm not a dreamer
And life sometimes become bitter, not always sweet as creamer
I'm trying to not giving a word of lullaby
Because life is not in dream but in reality
Too much love will kill eventually
I guess it is
Too much love will kill eventually.
At moment, it is killing me softly.
In a year there is a time for autumn and winter
At this moment I'm travelling in a blister
Dearest, I'm leaving to find a way
And the memories of us will be stay
Try to convince that I'm not a dreamer
And life sometimes become bitter, not always sweet as creamer
I'm trying to not giving a word of lullaby
Because life is not in dream but in reality
Too much love will kill eventually
I guess it is
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