بِسْمِ اللّهِ الرَّالرَّحْمنِ الرَّحِيْمِ
second time went on, decorated with dark and light ...
joy and sorrow, tears and laughter, etched like a painting ...
thousand millions of lonely dreams, comes as a true friend ...
among the tired soul, in restless and tears ..
dedicate to thee, most beautiful of my life ...
although fragile in my step, sometimes not loyal to you .... but my love in life, only to You ....
pardon if in my the heart, is not perfect love You ... But in my heart, you are enthroned ...
second time went by, all the ends to You ..
by all this sorrow, i just can pray
:
اَللَّهُمَّ أَرْجُو رَحْمَتَكَ فَلاَ تَكِلْنِيْ إِلَى نَفْسِيْ طَرْفَةَ عَيْنٍ، وَأَصْلِحْ لِيْ شَأْنِيْ كُلَّهُ، لاَ إِلَـهَ إِلاَّ أَنْتَ
"Ya Allah! I expect (have) mercy, therefore, do not you let me blink of an eye (with no help or mercy from you). Amend the whole affair, there is no God who has the right to be worshiped but You. "
Kindly help me... guide me, save me, hide me, in YOUR heart only.....
T_T .........
~ Its Only Words ~
I, one of the world women are fragile and easily injured. slap grief over time, or presuede me with a false dream. uneducated, pour, a glimmer of a downturn in the game word, which is nothing more precious than a sense. This is the life of one of the ink scratches the world slaves, who hopes took a real paradise in the heart of ALLAH.
Thursday, June 28, 2012
tears flowed easily ... devote disappointment, sadness, anger, even happiness,
all went spinning wheel should ... is love, hate, jealousy even care,
it could disappear in an instant, and be born in a moment.
you are the remaining pieces of the soul .... now you disappear instantly ...
and only hollow and cuts in real life.
And for the loveble, so you're lucky, it could defiantly evasive, or, damage,
careful enough, you're too bad, you're comatose ... worse....
then you die, or you must have destroyed ....
because the love is gone ...
realized heart....!!!!!
and stop dreaming .... stop hope ..... and stop begging ...
because you do not deserve it....
Never can deserve it...
Then make friends with the rain and darkness,
bitter friends with, friends with regret, and be friend was a ruin.
so you will not feel low, when all it only produces a whopping .... and then, you could say .. I'm getting used with all that ...
Monday, March 1, 2010
ya.. its said....

Morning of the world, the morning the body is already awake, tickle bondage fragility and eyes, kissed the miss and hope. Where you carried me, from the sun in the east there. Felt impotent dream reply would vanish, like a mirage. Relax ... After all, the fragility of his only divine bidders. After all, God also inspire hatred. So ... doubt it was futile. Because ... Umi stay in the same place ... wait and seek to limit the end of life ...
Love story too proud and playful, embodied in the fabric of a burning romance, decent voice and laughter, there is the promise that resembles, there are accompanying life. Intimately intertwined as the angel's kiss, like the doubts advances of death ...
There is a story waiting, when we die, or when we look forward to eternal life there. Divine love tenderly welcomed. Asthma Allah in such a boss. For love .. It said ...
There is a waiting violet dusk, there is the love that awaits the kiss of jealousy and yearns. There are going to cry happy, there was a laugh of a broken heart .... And there is much impressed with the view of flying through the air ... yes it said ...
Monday, February 22, 2010
romace from the dark...
surge waves boomed, his dry coastal ripples heart ...
awkward kiss from the guard's heart
some angry, some doubt, whether gripe
frantic pace interspersed with love feeling
was forced barren flattery when he disappeared at once
cradle either spoiled or danger seduction alone.
however, when the orange sun reigned ...
all was lost ....
embrace all the sense in the soul, what will perish
if I stuck to miss when you're not there
oh romance .... crying all the shock and laughter all the passion and desire a sense of I might be stunned,
incarnation of the god in the guise of the demon soul ... a much more real and full of grief ..
aah I was also an arrow ... flames burn every muscle tone of the eye and even to rule any blood flow continued to force the craze
Thursday, February 11, 2010
cause im broken..........

I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph and I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away
You've gone away, you don't feel me, here anymore
The worst is over now and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
'Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away
'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away
You've gone away
You don't feel me here anymore
(Broken - Seether and Amy Lee)
Thursday, February 4, 2010
When love ....

There is no sense in the soul, Rin will call you
Since each soul has sworn
Faithful only to
If love is in the soul
Fragrant flowers world without suffering
Everything I felt was that he
Hearts will worship only him
When love calls
Shaking my body
When love calls
The warmth of my breath
When love calls
Roared the longing
When love calls
Miss.... miss.... miss the heart
Calling out your name
Like flying in heavens
Drowning in a sea of love
Paved the heart of longing
Melt into one
Danced like a rainbow
When love calls
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
the dairy heart

let me establish his romance with whom I loved
I do not at the barrier, though the sword is not a barrier
breakers missed me feel miserable away from him
if I had wings, you're on the moon, I'll late
you hear the sound of my heart, this heart, only you're a
that my dear.
lovers write my name in the dairy heart
every smile you love, longing in my heart treatment
poetry out all our promises, burn all the falsehood
(siti nurhaliza)
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