After all the evaluation i had made...i realize that it's got to end anyway...Hey don't blame no one...No one is gonna die yet...And no one is gonna end the path...It is just i understand...understand that in everyone of us carry a will of others..our parents...friends...comrades...
And if gonna lost someone...it will just gonna be fine...No one is gonna call you a killer...no one is gonna put all the blame on that shoulder...everyone had their own dreams...and to achieve that dream,we just have to make sacrifice..its ok to lost someone but it will never be ok to dissapoint your loved ones..and the love ones will always be our parents..while i set to admit this is just gonna end somehow...our life will still goes on...We just have to get stronger...and somehow i understand....
Go on...move...don't worry about the details...don't worry about people reation..well time should heal everything but i heal faster than before...i will always be here...and somehow i understand....May Allah bless you..May the Prophet Alaihi Salawatullahi Wassalaam guides you...If we ever gonna meet again...guess that will the job of our believe..fate...
While time machine will not help but big decision could does some amendment..so if you decided so...i will respect that decision even though that words do not reach me verbally...So no worries;)
Ok Mr Ilyas...its time to wake up from this dreamland that never exist...ouch...ok,i'm a human being again..hahaha ( Now this is the 1st time i type my name on the posting )
drops of water that falls
after losing important things, I realize
dragging along repetitious talk and quibble
swinging a foolish freedom over my head
unnoticed dead end that ends in solitude-stained future
there’s only one swelling up delusion after all
as long as we couldn’t wipe important person’s sadness
then let’s gather the light for our own sake only
how long my sky will become completely confined
perhaps the sun won’t go up for tomorrow
until the uncertain things are finally put in the hand
a starless night
sky of destination becomes graceful
the nameless flowers just becomes magnificent
striding over the field of rainbow
the lake becomes a mirror that reflects reality
the four seasons return, passing the snow thaw
and bringing along the spring
the bud continues becoming a flower, flower will become a fruit
it’s an eternal loop
My heart feel mild
inside the whole light, the whole color
I’ve studied many things
The cloud isn’t in hurry, it’s calm and restful instead
continue changing its form, entrust itself to the stream
outside the drawing paper, with a freedom that about to be forced out
I’m sketching a dream
the flakes of sparkling snow that swooping down upon my palm
the final pray will take a form, state, and color if possible
a transparent-white world, that’s a winter’s delight
the appearing and disappearing future
to what extend it would go, looks like it depends on itself
my heart felt lonely
the whole farewell, the whole sadness
will continue changing into hope
there’s nothing would interrupt the running light
yet I want it to keep going through the heavy rain
the gate of recollection is opened with such a key
that soon would be completely thrown away
in my opened up sky, tomorrow the sun will also go up
let’s close the daily play for our own sake only
getting excited with hope, I take a deep breath
a star’s beautiful night
