Sweet DreaM

And

BeAuTiFuL NighTmaRe

which One Will U ReMemBeR tHe MoSt...

p/s :

Beautiful nightmare is more

awesome for me.. as it is a nightmare...

then it will make me remember it

for whole of my life n its beautiful..

so nothing gonna make me forget it

Ten months later,

Everything has worked out fine,

It's been hardwork,

But it was worth the time.

I can now truely say,

That I care for you deep,

With each day in your absence,

Each day is just so bleak.

I now openly say,

That to you I'm attatched,

I've opened my heart

And opened the hatch.

Securely fastened

Was the hatch to my heart,

Now swung wide open

I don't want to be apart.

my heart pounds again...

tak tahu kenaper... just suddenly

rase sedey...

rase letih..

exhausted...

n fed - up

my world is nothing..

people said as long as we breath..

we are always carrying a soul...

no matter where we go...

but the truth is..

im souless

being a medical student...

the term doesnt seem to be marvelous as hw it shud be..

everything makes me feel exhausted...

im not able to smile..

im not able to control my heart

feel like lost no where...

no path n no sign...

just darkness n confusion

being the first daughter...

words daughter.. doesnt mean i've to do nothing..

ermm...

a lot of things to settle up..

i dnt want to make anybody upset..

but i cant stop from keep hurting my own heart...

make it feel upset..

this thing worst n worsen...

sumtimes feel like i cant take it anymore...

its too hard.. n too heavy..

theres a time... when i could smile as bright as a sun...

i could feel everybody was laughing with me...

feel the same happiness..

theres a time... when i need sumbody for me to cry on...

sumbody to calm me down...

sumone to console me...

but i find no one....

there no one crying with me...

no one feel the same sadness as i felt...

feel like wanna give my head a shot..

this feeling really burnt my head off...

ermmm....

jika semalam

ribut melanda...

hari ini...

kelihatan tenang segalanya...

namun itu hanya sekadar tafsiran semata

tafsiran pandangan mata yang melihatpandangan mata..... yang buta

buta kerana tidak mampu menebak hakikat yg tersirat

hakikat yg benar lagi menyakitkan

tenang yg dilihat hanyalah sekadar tabir

tabir emas yg menyilau

tabir emas yg menyembunyikan segala yg tersirat

menyembunyikan jua segala kebenaran

kebenaran yang mampu mengubah tafsiran mata yg buta

namun apakah mungkin tabir itu diselaklantas menzahirkan segala yang tersirat

menzahirkan kebenaran yg tersimpan...tapi...mampukah sekeping hati ini

menerima toresan belati beracun

sekelian kalinya....

menambah luka yg sedia parah

norma kehidupan hakiki

kebenaran selalunya pahit.....dan lantas kerana itu.......mereka lebih rela mata yg buta mentafsirkan segalanya...namun sampai bila?

kebenaran harus diselindung... ditutup dengan tabir emas

silaunya sehingga membutakan mata mereka...sehingga mereka lupatidak semua yang zahir itu sempurna...........

Cinta itu..

bukan aku ciptakan...

sendiri dia mengetuk pintu hatiku...

lalu kubuka... kusambut cinta itu...

semakin hari... cinta itu semakin rapat dengan ku....

menapak dihati ini taanpa kusedari...

meraih kepercayaan ku hari demi hari...

sungguh aku mulai menyayangi nya

dalam cinta.. tak seharusnya ada dusta..

tak seharusnya di lindung dgn dgn tabir...

walau tabir itu seindah pelangi coraknya...

namun... mengapa?

kerna ketelusan itu.. aku hilang cinta itu.. hilang segalanya...

suram hidupku....

sakitnya di dada.....

menahan pedih....... akibat perbuatan sendiri... hanya kerana sebuah kejujuran....

aku pasrah andai cinta itu bukan milikku.... aku pasrah.....

kerana tiada apa yg berlaku tanpa redha dariNya..

mungkin... ada yg lain menanti ku....

aku pasrah...

We were given

Two hands to hold.

To legs to walk.

Two eyes to see.

Two ears to listen.

But why only one heart?

Because the other was given to someone else...

For us to find.

If you love me, let me know. If not, please gently let me go

As we grow older together,

As we continue to change with age,

There is one thing that will never change. . .

I will always keep falling in love with you.

The couple that fights the most is the one most in love...

it shows they care enough to notice the other one screwed up and care enough to mention it to the person so they can fix it. When you stop fighting it means you stopped caring.

Never Have I Fallen

Your lips speak soft sweetness
Your touch a cool caress
I am lost in your magic
My heart beats within your chest

I think of you each morning
And dream of you each night
I think of your arms being around me
And cannot express my delight

Never have I fallen
But I am quickly on my way
You hold a heart in your hands
That has never before been given away

si kekasih acident truk....bnyk drah ilang....disebbkan terlampau CINTA...cboyprenz pn drma lah drah.....Selepas sthun, kekasih curang dan putuskan hubungan...lalu si boyprenz pon berkata: "tk knang budi!..bagi balik drah yg aku derma dulu!!!!!!!!!!!!" c kekasih yg sedang dtg bulan membalingkotexnya ke arah boyprenz & berkata "nah! aku byar ansur tiap2 bulan!"

p/s kalau la pengorbanan boleh dibayar semuadah itu.. wakakakkakaka
errr mahap silap gelak....

I can't sleep in case a few things you said
no longer apply. The matter's endless,
but definitions alter what's ahead
and you and words are like a hare and tortoise.
Aaaagh there's no description — each a fractal
sectioned by silences, we have our own
skins to feel through and fall back through — awful
to make so much of something so unknown.
But even I — some shower-swift commitments
are all you'll get; I mustn't gauge or give
more than I take — which is a way to balance
between misprision and belief in love
both true and false, because I'm only just
short of a word to be the first to trust.

If man were immortal he could be perfectly sure of seeing the day when everything in which he had trusted should betray his trust, and, in short, of coming eventually to hopeless misery. He would break down, at last, as every good fortune, as every dynasty, as every civilization does. In place of this we have death. ~Charles Sanders Peirce