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.

Friday, September 16, 2005

Hmm.. let's hang on, shall we?

Throughout our life,
we gain somethings and,
we have also lost lots of them,
power and wealth,
names, threads of friendship,
blissfiull feelings and memories,
loves and regrets...
we will always lose those.

our soul,... our essence...,
crumbling apart as time goes by,
we lost something forever,
and yet for each breath we take,
we try to live our life till the end,
we always tried to hold on to it,
not for the joy or sorrow,
nor for likeness or dislikeness,
nor also for boldness or bravery act,
but for fear...

fear of "lost", which we will never have,
the same moments or feelings again,
and we always tried...
trying to pull all the pieces together,
to fill gaps in our heart...
and yes.... and the reason is true....
cause we will never have,
the same thing ever again...

but is it true?
does it fill the void in our heart?
have you ever think that...
our heart will never be complete at all?
if we keep hanging to the precious one,
was it really worth something?

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