""Poets often describe love as as an emotion that we can't control, one that overwhelms logic and common sense. That is what it was like for me. I didn't plan on falling in love with you..." The Notebook-Nicholas Spark
Bookmark by Dave Kartzman
Let me be a bookmark in your life;
Crafted with our love
And the coloured inks
of our words;
A weathered parchment
of my soul
Upon your memory.
As you walk through life,
Other chapters will be scripted.
Someday,
you will reflect,
Tabbing back to the bookmark we built,
Remembering . . .
ME
Someone who wish to be none other than herself. Loves books, poetry and musics. Writing from the heart, eyes and ear.
I love poetry but i can't really write. I paintings but i cannot draw. I love music but i am a lousy singer.
Smile and laugh a lot. A happy go lucky person yet sensitive.
I will bring you in my journey to the unknown destination. You might like it and you may not...but whadda heck it's my life.
My Motto
To accomplish great things,
we must not only act,
but also dream;
not only plan,
but also believe
Ya Allah
temuikanlah diri ini dengan kegembiraan
hilangkanlah kesedihan hatiku ini
bila teringat akan dia
ku mohon Ya Allah,
kekuatan jiwa dan semangat
dalam menghadapi dugaanMu.
Aku tahu Ya Allah
setiap pilihan yang ku buat
akan mengubah corak
perjalanan hidupku.
Ya Allah, aku mohon
agar apa yang aku lakukan ini
tidak akan menghilangkan
kasih dan sayangku pada dia.
Dan tidak juga akan mengurangkan
kasih dan sayangnya padaku.
Satukanlah hati kami dalam cahayaMu,
dalam keredhaanMu
dan jua dalam kasih sayangMu.
Berilah aku kekuatan dan ketabahan
untuk menghadapi seketika detik
hidupku tanpa dia disisi sehingga
aku bersedia untuk kembali
memang aku ni selalu nampak tak kisah dengan yang kau buat but it does not mean aku tak rasa kecil hati. Allah s.wt. aje yang tahu betapa kadang-kadang aku terasa kecil hati sangat dengan your words and perbuatan. cuma aku malas nak cakap sebab nanti kau pulak tak bercakap dengan aku. aku ni kira asyik nak jaga hati kau ajer..kau pernah fikir tak macamana nak jaga hati orang. rite..kata-kata kau memang laser most of the time but what did i do to you to deserve all these treatments. sekali dua takpe..aku masih boleh sabar , tapi dah banyak kali. cuma aku jer tak pandai nak lash out kat orang and kau pun for that matter. sebab aku tahu kalau aku buat sure kau takkan cakap dengan aku punya lepas tu..
mungkin ko tak sedar kata-kata and perbuatan kau ni menyakitkan hati, do i need to spell it out. tolonglah we are not little kids anymore, so think before those words come out of your mouth. or should i tell you go fly kite???
lunacy July 27, 2006 01:51 PM PDT hmm.. entry yg ini sape yg tulis agaknye sebab tak sound my wtl langsung. tapi kan... i loike!!
wtl July 27, 2006 04:14 PM PDT it is me lun..the other part of me. the devil.
tengah marah sgt masa tu..
cekya July 27, 2006 05:24 PM PDT i agree with kak lun. so different. so expressive...and that's good!
lunacy August 2, 2006 12:47 PM PDT wtl, maybe u shld sound more like this .. just to show pple that u got "oth character" not just angel 24/7. jadik tak kene bully!!
awan August 3, 2006 07:55 AM PDT ckpkan saja wtl. some people mmg tak akan faham kalau kita tak ckp.
Tiara August 8, 2006 10:10 AM PDT Tiada sahabat sejati, yang ada hanyalah kepentingan semata2 :)
Birthdate
1st Jan - Kam
22nd Mac - Azean
11th April -Ogy
16th April - WTL, Maman, Akiah
15thMay - Tatot
25th May - Amar, Ham, Ayen
11th June - Baby Isya
23rd Aug - Enig
27th Aug - Lun
1st Sept - Amran
17thSept - Kroll
28thSept - Azlin
20th Oct - Azlan
5th Nov - Dik Noor
6th Nov - Zack
8th Dec - Suzi
29th Dec - Aiez
Future Events
May - B.L.O.G.F.R.I.E.N.D.S.M.E.E.T.0.6
June - Kota Kinabalu
So long ago, I don't remember when
That's when they say I lost my only friend
Well they said she died easy of a broken heart disease
As I listened through the cemetery trees
I seen the sun comin' up at the funeral at dawn
The long broken arm of human law
Now it always seemed such a waste
She always had a pretty face
So I wondered how she hung around this place
Chorus:
Hey, come on try a little
Nothing is forever
There's got to be something better than
In the middle
But me & Cinderella
We put it all together
We can drive it home
With one headlight
She said it's cold
It feels like Independence Day
And I can't break away from this parade
But there's got to be an opening
Somewhere here in front of me
Through this maze of ugliness and greed
And I seen the sun up ahead
At the county line bridge
Sayin' all there's good and nothingness is dead
We'll run until she's out of breath
She ran until there's nothin' left
She hit the end-it's just her window ledge
(chorus)
Well this place is old
It feels just like a beat up truck
I turn the engine, but the engine doesn't turn
Well it smells of cheap wine & cigarettes
This place is always such a mess
Sometimes I think I'd like to watch it burn
I'm so alone, and I feel just like somebody else
Man, I ain't changed, but I know I ain't the same
But somewhere here in between the city walls of dyin' dreams
I think of death-it must be killin' me
Poetry of The Week
How Do I Love Thee? by Elizabeth Barrett Browning >
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, -- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! -- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
