Tuesday, May 11, 2010

My dear

My dear
Let me lie in your arms
distance from all the alarms
holding eachother, want a tight kiss
nowhere world can be happy than this

My dear,
we didn't want to answer in voice
many questions we have with/out choice
looking at eyes, toungue answered to all
and cound came like the old cart wheel

My dear,
finally the world slept in our feet
did you remember that was day or night
when i feel your heart with no hurt
why it was busy-beat like captured bird?

TIME

Time is still in its childhood
all of us trying to grow with it
things we performed
only will be seen
if we can mature together with time
then we feel the exhaustless life
and everybody wins the future

We aint defined by our failures
it simply a process to success
just like when earth breaks
seems failure to humanity
when forms many islands
and there creates a new civilization
that is a success of human

time can make failures
time can make success
so the time can unmake both too