poetry

I HOPE I CAN FORGET YOU, SOON

I don’t know, why I should thingking like that
Is about you and only you
I don’t know why I love you so much and miss you much

Every time I see you in my mind
And
Every night I see you in my dreams
I don’t know why I should thingking about you
Sometimes, I’m so doubt so I’ll never forget you for forever
Have more time I tried to do it
But I can’t (forget) do it
Although I have to try
I don’t know why, are you same like me??
Are you know, I always make our story to my poetry
Whenever I create my poetry, I cried…
Sometimes, I regret to meet you because I things to meet you is the happy moment.
And it make I’m so difficult to forget you and these moment

If I know all of will like that, I never want to know you more and more
The fact, I never wish for you to love me
I never thought that you must know about my mind.
But ever, I have mind so you thing like me.

Have you ever know, if I read my poetry I’ll be down
I smiling to remind these last time, sad moment, sweet moment, until the seriously moment
I miss the times and want to back to the last

poetry

A LETTER TO A FRIEND


It’s always hurt to see you cry
To see tears falling like rain from the sky
And there’s no answer for why
I never question myself, I never try

It’s always hurt to know there’s nothing I can do
And fact that I don’t even know what to do
It’s so sad but so true
Feels like the color blue

Someday we’ll see we were wrong
And then we realize the day has done
Time won’t turn back, it’s no use to regret
It’s not easy to say good bye, but someway we have to try

Sometimes it’s hurt to remember
About the days we had together
And a piece of heart inside me
Carved with your smile, you can see…

It was the day when I used to care
Think about you, anytime, anywhere
The day when I used to drive you home
When the night was so cold and you were alone

That’s just history, saved properly in my memory
Now we are so far and so different, and yet so silent….
No voices when you say, just few words on my display
That’s OK. Thanks anyway….

PS. I’m sad about the problem you had
But don’t worry my friend,
I’ll be the man when you look behind

poetry

You Are My Everything

When I went to bed last night, my last thought was of you.

When I woke up this morning, my first thought was of you.

You are my everything; my sun, my stars, my sky.

You are my everything… and this is the reason why:

For when we met it was fate, fate from the soul within.

For when we met it was choice, choice to be your friend.

For when we first laughed together, I knew it was meant to be.

For when I fell in love, I knew you had fallen in love with me.

You are my everything, my breath belongs to you.

You are my everything, hold these words to be true.

You are my everything and

I’ll always love you…

and whats more

I know you’ll always love me too.

short story

I know it is highly unlikely among us to be together but I’m always trying to prove to the whole world that our love will come true in a marriage. Day after day we passed up years have changed that dream is getting closer in sight, so beautiful this morning filled with fresh air I remember you sitting there much, I never imagined that one day we would split up, really I do not want it happened between us. as usual my world has changed, so for me night and day during the night for me so I have sacrificed all the time just to equalize the difference between us.
For some reason lately you very changeable, you are no longer the person I knew. You have treated me rudely for no apparent reason. You accused me of doing things I’d never get me some real. but I always hold out how I maintain this relationship over the duration. until finally you go you leave me for no reason. what is my fault? why are you doing this to me? i love you so much until I gave up everything for you. I never thought how much suffering that you have given me.
I’m looking for, I telephone all the numbers that have been used, but you can not relieve all the tears, until finally I had cut my hand, for me to die is The best. my option is no longer able to live with all the pain that you have given me.
How many tears do you want? What a lot of the time you need to hurt me? I will give to you happiness in your life is more important than me, if you honestly if you possessed the other women I could receive. I sincerely you with the others, but why lie? You still remember the words you always say to me “I need you” “I want you” is you want me? You just want me dead. If the death of made you happy I am ready to sacrifice myself for you ..
Today has turned my hand wound also has begun to improve, I welcome the sun with a cry, I want to forget you but I can not. Why all the promises, love, you think of the game? Question that never goes out of my mind. You can hurt people who love you sincerely. Are you born to hurt me? If these walls could answer all these questions maybe I can rest, but there is no one who can answer it. That only you know the answer yourself, not me, or anyone else.
You know I love you, but love you for killing me. You just want my tears. Thank you for your injuries and pain you gave to me, you can go away from my life if it can make you happy. You can delete all the memories of us, but I’ll never do it the scars on my hands to death will not be lost, this is a sign of affection and sincere love for you.
Wherever you are right now and being with whoever, I hope you can be happy with her.. in prayer I will always be calling your name. I pleaded with God so that you do not feel pain the way I feel right now.
and Neither did I. I pray to be more resilient to live my life.
For all my friends
Never stay with someone who doesn’t show you that you deserve the universe. Don’t do anyone any favours when all they do is make you sacrifice yourself. You deserve more than you give yourself credit for. Know that you should never settle for someone who can’t prove their words for you. Most of all, love yourself, then everything well will follow after…

short story

There I was again tonight. I invited to join a party with all my beloved friends. I was happy since I can meet my old friends there. On my way, it has gone happily but, then, when I was there, everything wasn’t as well as what I have imagined. I was forcing myself to laugh with faking smiles. There was full with walls of insincerity. Then when all have been same old tired, I was shifting my eyes and I found a vacancy of love. I couldn’t enjoy everything but him. What I have felt before, it vanished when I saw his face. All I can see is that it was enchanting to meet him. It just like his eyes whispered “have we meet?”. Ohh God! his sillhouette crossed the room, and starts to make its way to me, then I founded in a lonely place.
“Hi, I’m Jhonatan, what’s your name?”
“Oh, my name is Taylor. Nice to meet you”
“What’s a great name. Nice to meet you too, taylor”
There was only both of us, then the playful conversation starts. I was countering all his quick remarks like passing notes in secrecy. Haha, what a great conversation. All I can say is I was enchanted to meet him. This night is sparkling and I don’t let it go. At 2 AM one game question kept me up, “who do you love?” I wonder till I’m wide awake.
I was wonderstruck with blushing all the way home. He made me crazy of love. His face is running up on my mind and I couldn’t throw it out. It is what we called as love, isn’t it? I know I’m pacing back and forth. In my life, he is the best boy that I ever met. My thoughts will echo his name until I see him again.
3 AM, I was in my own house. I was so sleepy then I went to my bed to have a sleep. Before I closed my eyes, I wish to meet him again, someday. “Tokk.. tok… tok…” I heard someone knock my door, that wake me up. I went to my door to open it. And you know, I don’t believe it, He was at my door. I would open up.
“Hey” he said.
I was getting stuck and I couldn’t speak.
“May I enter?” asked him.
“Of course, you may”
We were sitting on ottoman.
“I..” he whispered slowly closer to my ear “love you”
What is it? what’s kind of condition that I was facing? does he love me too? Is it true? Oh my God, This night is flawless, we were dancing around all alone. This is my praying that this was the very first page of my love story and not where the storyline ends.
“Please, don’t be in love with someone else” These are the words I held back as I was leaving too soon “Please, don’t have somebody waiting on you”.
“Kriiinnggg… krriiinnggg…” My alarm is ringing. I wake up from my bed, then I washed my face. I was looking for jhonatan and I be aware of I just have a dream.

short story

The Crying Stone

              In a small village, a girl lives with her mother. The girl is very beautiful. Everyday she puts make-up and wears her best clothes. She doesn’t like to help her mother work in a field. The girl is very lazy.One day, the mother asks the girl to accompany her to go to the market to buy some food. At first the girl refuses, but the mother persuades her by saying they are going to buy new clothes. The girl finally agrees. But she asks her mother to walk behind her. She doesn’t want to walk side by side with her mother. Although her mother is very sad, she agrees to walk behind her daughter. On the way to the market, everybody admires the girl’s beauty. They are also curious. Behind the beautiful girl, there is an old woman with a simple dress. The girl and her mother look very different! 
“Hello, pretty lady. Who is the woman behind you?” asks them.
“She is my servant,” answers the girl. 
The mother is very sad, but she doesn’t say anything. 
The girl and the mother meet other people. Again they ask who the woman behind the beautiful girl. Again the girl answers that her mother is her servant. She always says that her mother is her servant every time they meet people.At last, the mother cannot hold the pain anymore. She prays to God to punish her daughter. God answers her prayer. Slowly, the girl’s leg turns into stone. The process continues to the upper part of the girl’s body. The girl is very panicky.“Mother, please forgive me!” she cries and ask her mother to forgive her.But it’s too late. Her whole body finally becomes a big stone. Until now people still can see tears falling down the stone. People then call it the crying stone or batu menangis.