Have you ever heard a rumor?
Flying from ear to ear, door to door
Have you ever heard the mockery?
A joke that turns to a misery
A man broke his vow
A woman crying on her bed
Oh life, why so shallow?
For this, I should be sad.
Lust, can't get enough.
Experience is the best fire
to burn your desire.
Trust, someone who deserves.
Neighbor's grass always greener
but you can ruin it
just to feel something better.
Hidup mengalir seperti sajak, sebaris demi sebaris, sebait demi sebait, hingga kau menemukan akhir yang tak terduga. Hidup adalah metafor, penuh misteri, teka-teki yang tersembunyi dalam labirin hatimu sendiri. Kau harus tahu seberapa besar bawah sadarmu, mimpi-mimpimu merasuki setiap langkahmu. Dan akhirnya kaupun harus sadar bahwa hidupmu adalah puisi yang harus kau maknai sendiri.
Thursday, January 06, 2011
Wednesday, January 05, 2011
Story of The Night
Do you believe in pray?
Or do you believe that life happens accidentally?
There is a sincerity behind every coincidence,
the story goes if you be my serendipity.
Friends, are those who you trust
to spend the whole night with.
You are not stars in that cloudy sky,
but you are the one whom
I wish to share the night with.
I could be quite a man
by your side till the rest of your time.
But we only got 2 hours,
standing there to notice
how strange our accent is.
Yes, I have dropped the key,
and I lost my way home.
Unfortunate yet fortunate.
I found the key to your heart.
Yet, your heart is still unlocked.
So, what is the meaning of your glance,
the moment when we say goodbye.
Would you open your eyes and let me in
to swim across the sea of your tears.
Or do you believe that life happens accidentally?
There is a sincerity behind every coincidence,
the story goes if you be my serendipity.
Friends, are those who you trust
to spend the whole night with.
You are not stars in that cloudy sky,
but you are the one whom
I wish to share the night with.
I could be quite a man
by your side till the rest of your time.
But we only got 2 hours,
standing there to notice
how strange our accent is.
Yes, I have dropped the key,
and I lost my way home.
Unfortunate yet fortunate.
I found the key to your heart.
Yet, your heart is still unlocked.
So, what is the meaning of your glance,
the moment when we say goodbye.
Would you open your eyes and let me in
to swim across the sea of your tears.
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