""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
aku perlu bersabar dan perlu mengakui hakikat yang dia bukan lagi dia yang dulu. sebaiknya aku bertindak seperti cekya dan juga seperti rakan i_mshe. semudah itukah? jika itu yang terbaik untukku harus ku teruskan jua. persetankan persahabatan jika ia hanya mampu melukakan hati.
aku ada kalian semua..yang mampu membuatku tersenyum di kala duka. sudah cukup untukku.
HAM-BURGER - Slank Sahabat datang dan pergi, kadang mengkhianati Begitu pun rasa cinta, kadang mengecewakan Kita punya harga diri, kadang terpendam di hati Kita punya hati nurani, kadang tertimbun mati!!!
Ku tertawa walau hati kecewa Ya kupaksa untuk tetap tertawa!!! Ku bernyanyi walau hati menangis Ya kucoba untuk terus bernyanyi!!!
Walau kau ikat tanganku, walau kau bungkam mulutku Walau kau jegal langkahku, percuma!!! Walau kau tutup mataku, walau kau kurung tubuhku Tapi semua mimpi-mimpiku kan tetap ada!!!
Kita coba betulkan jalan kita bersama Coba kita mencari jalan keluar Jangan kau tunggu orang lain, jangan biarkan bangsa lain Mencoba menekan hidup kita, bikin malu saja!!!
Ku tertawa walau hati kecewa Ya kupaksa untuk tetap tertawa!!! Ku bernyanyi walau hati menangis Ya kucoba untuk terus bernyanyi!!!
Banyak orang curiga, ku bicara nggak ada yang percaya Banyak orang menuduh bahkan anggapku gila!!! Ku tertawa lebih keras, ku bernyanyi lebih lantang Karena semua langkah dan mimpiku kan semakin gila!!!
Ku tertawa walau hati kecewa... Ku bernyanyi walau hati menangis...
Ku tertawa walau hati kecewa Ya kupaksa untuk tetap tertawa!!!
Ku bernyanyi walau hati menangis Ya kucoba untuk terus bernyanyi!!!
cekmi September 7, 2006 12:06 PM PDT ala sedih nya postin ni. well, friendship can be sweet and bitter at the same time. You gotta be strong, girl! We r here for u.
p/s thanks for the besday wish.
i_mshe September 7, 2006 12:16 PM PDT jap eh citer ape nie?
cekya September 8, 2006 11:15 AM PDT haaa dah boleh access....i guess it was my clumsy mistake that i can't access all blogdrives.hehehehe....
gotta agree with cekmi.;)
be calm, gurl..
JIMI September 11, 2006 03:54 PM PDT Baru pertama kali singgah memberi komen sungguhpun selalu membaca di sini. Lupakan persahabat kalau ia terlalu menyakitkan.
makciknaomi October 3, 2007 10:51 AM PDT yap.. kite harus tahu erti persahabatan.. sebelum menamakan sesuatu hubungan tue sebagai persahabatan....kalau tdk.. lebih baik dipanggil 'kenalan' aje..
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.
