Walking down the road

It is the rain of my soul and poured when the storm raging in my mind. When feelings and logics are tangle between right or wrong and win or lose. They are raising many funny questions and silly confusions along the line. These all are happening because I'm walking down the road I choose.

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Location: Paris van Java, West Java, Indonesia

I was born in Bandung, April 1976, and spent most of my education time in that same city. Living in a cool town with a moderate muslim family, somehow become important factors that carving my character. I'm a big fan of any satay, pempek and rujak (anything sweet-lah), and I created this notes as a place where I can write everything that crossed my mind. This writing is more like a journal, footsteps I leave behind as reminder mostly for myself and probably for my descendants. If you, readers, able learning one or two good things from this notes, that was really more than my expectation. Yet if I wrote something wrong or you have different opinion from mine, please let me know, will you? You also have to excuse me for that matter because I'm aware I'm no writer at all.

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Makna Cinta 

By Bram

saat kecil ku pernah bertanya
tentang arti cinta pada bunda
bunda pun menjawab, "cinta adalah kasih sayang induk dan anaknya"

saat ku mulai beranjak dewasa
pada sahabat ku pun bertanya
dia pun menjawab, "cinta adalah kasih sayang dua insan manusia"

reff:

adakah yang mampu menjawab
makna cinta yang slalu kutanyakan
mereka yang terjerat rasa cinta
matanya pendarkan cahaya suka dan duka

ku trus mencoba tuk bertanya
walau kini ku terjerat cinta
mungkin tak terjawab dengan kata
mungkin cinta hanya tuk dirasa

repeat to reff

suka duka akan mewarnai cinta
yang menyatukan dua insan berbeda
mungkin takkan kutemukan makna cinta
sebelum kumenjalaninya

repeat to reff

posted by booms2x | 2:15 AM

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