Friday, March 16, 2012

Ampera Bridge

The legs are sturdy Ampera Bridge stabbing

at the base of the stem of the river flowing gracefully,

as if he tells of the stories passed from season to season,

about love, hope, dreams, also lost

And on the banks of the Musi, remember you with dusk falling slowly

How parted bayangmu faint lines on the water ripples

and somber reflection of the evening sun light on them

When found you again is sheer impossibility,

and all the particulars about you leaving only the mystery evaporates with fog

and no traces of the scanned

It will all said and miss you

flow through the river rapids, flickering lights of the tower bridge

and boats that pass along hearty drizzle

that falls soaks the earth Sriwijaya

And all the memories of the whole we do not terlerai



Palembang, 04062011

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Love

This heart felt lonely without breathing your love,,
life is lonely without a smile from you
inisenyap yourself without your love life,,
my room went dark with no direction tuk

love,,,
why should all happen?
why when you go into my soul the light of the world
you leave the piece lies in a sense,,

love ..
I was only able to embrace a sense of
yng hugging gray twilight dreams
pursue a dawn of hope wanderer,,

love ..
I'm not sure you made to go
you give me a handful of injuries
Why light a fire rainbow,,
farewell love,,
congratulations on the happy in my wounds,,
let the hearts of stringing words like blood behind the curtain ....

love like sea water that fills most of the earth ...
gives a lot of life ..
makes people want to know ..
and each person must have love ..

love is sincerity ..
will love it ..
understand each other's love ..
Love is beautiful if we can put it in the best place in the hearts

Friday, March 9, 2012

Moodness of the night ....


Love Poems

what's wrong with love
One period has elapsed
Pervasive hate and longing in the hearts
What's wrong with my love
I said it is difficult for all
Never closed lips
Talk all you feel
We love the taste
When the heart's miserable miserable
O poet of love
Let me caress beautiful
Lake in my soul
Be honest with your heart
What's wrong with love

moodness of the night ....

Dentingdenting which reads
from my bedroom wall
knocked me from my reverie long
do not feel the night is now getting late
I was still awake
love you where I want to be with
I need all longs for tepiskan
maybe you were there felt the same
like myself tonight
spotty drizzle invite
lover in the night

Thursday, March 8, 2012

When Love Greets

Gift of Love

When my days are you there
All must feel different
You're making the world laugh
Ha .. ha .. ha ..!

Was pretty, well, less interesting .. what else!
In you there are jokes, laughter which refresh the atmosphere
Demian said you were ... perfect ..
Indeed ... my soul body stunned, asleep, mesmerized ... blah .. blah .. blah

So .. do not blame me
If the heart is falling ... falling, thanks to you
Let me admire you, wholeheartedly
Or wish you, while you can

You who make me smile slalu
You're what makes my heart beat faster
You are bring my heart love story
You are ultimately give meaning my life

I just realized ..
You're an angel coming down from Khayangan ...
Create accompany me .. now and forever
I'll guard this sense, to the limit of my time

God never belie ...
Although sometimes it comes with all the magic
Receive the bow of gratitude for all the slaves
God's greatness and glory ...


When Love Greets


He came suddenly
Without permission and I never realized
That can only be felt, though not visible
When he comes over and greets
Really, I could only stare silently, do not know ...
The days go on as usual, although there is a remarkable
Place in the heart of this
Unusually, anxiety enveloped the soul
I heard a faint whisper softly calling
As if to speak, telling him about the contents of the chest
Apparently, the whereabouts tlah confiscated all my heart and soul
When love comes knocking, open the door of your heart
Let me in, bring all the dreams
When love begins to embrace
Let the warm pervasive
I want to love, with simple
Flows like water, trace the twists this way
Only with you, only you
Anchored off the ocean

Thursday, March 1, 2012

Love Said


oh man
I attended your hearts
To get rid of your lonely and anxiety
But after a long life to you my sis
You accuse me
Carrier restless and melancholy

oh man
I come to you
To color your life
But you accuse me
As the cause of lust

oh man
I always come
Because there are among them
Which exalts the feeling of love
They even brought me to the place of the highest
True love, pure and timeless
The divine love
This nature lovers

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Teacher

Teacher

Teacher you as our parents at the school.
You are our students, raising us.
You do not choose love for others.
Like the children themselves.

Encourage your smile.
Sincerely you taught us.
Every drop of sweat you
Evidence of your struggle to educate us.

Either I have to do what I do.
To return the favor on ketulusanmu.
You told us about his knowledge of the world.
Thou guide our tireless.

Either I have to say anything to be thankful.
Because you have helped us build the future.
A beautiful, sunny ketulusanmu educate our thanks.
Unsung heroes 'GURU'.

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Miss (not too late)

Miss (not too late)

affirmed the rain I miss distance
Run with small steps

There is a clicking sound ... No doubt ...
There is a little slow of step that is not necessarily
Pursuing fragrant breath nan lembutmu

And when it comes whack longing revenge
You just nailed your shadow all gerakku
My eyes on a beautiful corner of your eye
Granules that showed affection

I miss ...
Groom in the heart of little light
On the fence when the night watch
Fetchingly sang the pain
The most beautiful part of the happiness that we have

Here ... in the distance this time
I was evening!
Looking down on the light behind the hill
Decide a pulse time
No doubt waiting for your soul ...

My miss not yet too late ... just for you

Sunday, February 26, 2012

RESIDUAL LOVE


ON SUNSET, THE SECOND SEASON fall and the strain


And twilight sky, you say, is a blend of stories of hope and longing
scattered between the edge of the horizon to the limit where the light is dimming the sun
We watched the seconds fall with the strains of the past season with soreness
As a melancholy ballad incision violin violinist, sang verse after verse
about romance that float on the extent of view
about the creeps who often miss the tongue-tied freeze
asa of the melted and fell one by one along the way
also on a fragile piece of liver and shoots himself in the night
Overcast and rainy, you say, is a landscape of silence
faintly incarnate in every speck of water hit the glass window
with tears that sprang up on the cliff clear cheek
while the universe as if allied to no matter
such as step, we move, which also tried to neglect
the rustling of the wind rushing and roaring waves slammed the block
because at dusk, rain, falling seconds with the strains of the season
we sang songs together, through the hallway without turning
Cikarang, 111 011

RESIDUAL miss


When hope and illusion terjelmakan not just a part of you
of small dots that glow faintly in the night sky,
then all the dreams we have built up suddenly vanished in the wind
while the flickering of fireflies light still was unable to maintain
and disappeared slowly in silence, in the suffocating darkness
We are witnessing a longing that was once closely in her arms,
float one by one into the arms of the sky with bleary eyes, silent and unwilling.
"I do not know, do you still have the residue dihatimu," you said sadly
For love, you say that again, soon found its form, whenever it comes,
in the dim shadows of your departure
also in quasi real sheen hadirmu
"I do not know," I said bitterly
We would interpret this residual longing, as the painting was engraved imprint everlasting memories hearts
just a scratch or minor injury that would later be recovered and buried with the last time
And in the morning when we both woke up later
I'm sure we'll both smile at the sun at the horizon tinged
the light crept up to the room space under the pillow
guess that's where we keep tidy
the melancholy
the longing ..
Cikarang, 3/2/2012
Amril Taufik Gobel
Photo by: Joseph Yusnawir

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Miss Poems


Love poems
A line of sad faces ... A strand of melancholy poetry ...
Wrapped in a piece of heart that longs ..
Hadirmu miss, miss your smile ..
God in Heaven .. trimakasih tlah You Send
He was a very meaningful
for life
He was a rainbow of my heart, fill my day ...
Hope chest piece to remain there, never gone
Now ... later ... and of all time.


Love poems
At first I did not really like you
then little by little
I began to love you
But now you're like
Semkin felt far away from me
I do not know why so
Like a leaf in the wind
Whether or not able to reach my
I miss you
Really, really miss you
I can only write on a clean sheet of white paper
How I miss you
as hundreds of liters of water at the beach
such that I miss you


Love poems
My lonely days and lonely
Is just such a deep longing I feel for you
When I was only able to shed a tear
When I was speechless and could only tuk terkatub
I have this longing to hold you
When will we met

Friday, February 24, 2012

Poem to my Sweetheart


This heart felt lonely without breathing your love,,
life is lonely without a smile from you
lonely yourself without your love life,,
my room went dark with no direction tuk
love,,,
why should all happen?
why when you go into my soul the light of the world
you leave the piece lies in a sense,,
love ..
I was only able to embrace a sense of
hugging gray twilight dreams
pursue a dawn of hope wanderer,,
love ..
I'm not sure you made to go
you give me a handful of injuries
Why light a fire rainbow,,
farewell love,,
congratulations on the happy in my wounds,,
let the hearts of stringing words like blood behind the curtain ....

love like sea water that fills most of the earth ...
gives a lot of life ..
makes people want to know ..
and each person must have love ..
love is sincerity ..
will love it ..
understand each other's love ..
Love is beautiful if we can put it in the best place in the hearts ..
dihatimu make love is beautiful ..
because love can be as beautiful as you want

to: rini Novianti ..
acrimariadi et yahoo.co.id

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Look! Eyes Have Been Said A Love


Look! Eyes Have Been Said A Love

You are now filled the recesses of my heart.
You are now decorating dreams kelamku.
You're the color of my life.
You are incised dikepalaku memories.

The sky above the darkness whispered to me.
Halusku ears will meet temptation to have you.
Unable to resist, but could also accept.
The sky remained loyal to whisper it even when I traveled in
dreamland.
It's a loyalty that had long look forward.

I bowed out when it can only hope.
I understand that love is silent when it should not have.
Away laughing with the others.
Merelakanmu love others.

Tampakkah my eyes when looking at you, when talking to you?
Tampakkah love every laugh I try to present to you?
Face, understand and absorb.
My heart is broken, but for your sake I am willing.

The love that I felt did not have time to unfold.
Like wood when the fire did not get spoiled pleading.
Love I felt was not reciprocated.
Like a plant that could not feel the softness of the rain.



When I'm Missing You

Miss the endless toward the heart.
Visited on innocent longing soul.
Silent.
I paused again.

Brief meeting was a relief to the soul.
Re-warmed the cold heart to see the figure of yourself.
Only a brief conversation that came out of my mouth.
Resist the desire to embrace you.

When a miss.
Convey the night.
When a miss.
Convey to the wind.

The night the faithful would pass missed.
Soothing calm wind will convey longing.
I feel longing bloom without the fertilizer.
I've had long grown without asking for water flow.

Issued a longing desire of my fingers.
The words flow arranged longing desire.
Silent torment of desire to hold my tongue longs.
My mind was full of longing desire to load.

I miss you.
I missed you.
There was no doubt on that.
Rest assured,
as sure as my love is love. . .
by : Ilham Ramadhan

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

My True Love


True love does not mean to have a ...
But to give up our loved ones happy with someone else, even though their
That is true love
True love is not seen from the material ...
But true love comes from your heart
Whether we can love and accept what is even though he's only lonely
True love is not a twit ...
For people - people who can understand
What is the meaning of true love
Love is foolish ...
For people who misrepresented
What is love
True love is a string of words that can make our hearts feel happy and appreciated by someone who loves us ...
Never sacrifice of love for his money ....
Love it would be more meaningful if we had her with a perfect heart and feelings ...
By: Andi

My True Love
When the unspoken promise to always be faithful ..
Right then my heart loged.
When the unspoken promise to be with ..
I want that moment will always accompany good times and bad
I walk in the swift waves ..
I run pursue pile up and hope ..
Slowly the sun shining ..
Give me a drop of dew to quench your thirst ..
Has created a lot of time
There are ups and downs there ..
Laughter and tears to witness ..
Witnesses in the course of my love ..
This love is too big for you ..
Until I could not see the sweat and tears
He wanted to dusk membahgiakanmu later ..
Until the Lord called me ..

Sunday, February 19, 2012

"About Her"Poem


"About Her"

I want to be 'somebody'
Not just a 'me'
At least in the eyes of 'he'
Later ..
Before I could make 'her' smile.
I will not ever laugh!

I want to 'her' happy.
Let all the sacrifices paid off!
So I can feel deservedly with him!
If I could make 'her' happy!
I'll smile with satisfaction.
Means that all my struggles morbidly vain!
And I can hold tight 'he' and his sacrifice.

First ..
I always make 'him' cry.
I always make a 'he' disappointed!
Now ill will!
Tears 'he' is so significant if only because I was crying!
I do not feel worthy of him!

Let me do 'something' for 'he'
Maintain a 'he' in my life!
Because I am nothing if without 'him'!

By: Adam Cantika

Friday, February 17, 2012

Love Poems

@ by : hasan aspahani
Maybe something that poem, but It must be love
I always wanted to know how strong your love to me, because that's the power of your love, I strongly maintain my love for you.

I'm not in love with you at first sight, but you're the first to open my eyes, eyes closed from the old love.

Not because you respected, first, and then I'm so in love with you. But, because the love that I look at you, endlessly.

Love is power. Therefore, you are my strength. Love is the answer, for my life is always full of questions.

That's how we interpret love, the love that frees while also keeping each other. Not love the curb and a lie.
One period has elapsed
Pervasive hate and longing in the hearts
What's wrong with my love
I said it is difficult for all
Never closed lips
Talk all you feel
We love the taste
When the heart's miserable miserable
O poet of love
Let me caress beautiful
Lake in my soul
Be honest with your heart
What's wrong with love

Thursday, February 16, 2012

Waiting


First

Love is a London underground tram route

They say love is wonderful ...?

Beautiful love is our love to the harmony

Love hurts for those who can not keep balance

But is not love too painful?

Do you believe in perfection and purity of love?
Even in the greatest masterpiece we can still find its defect,
that's a rhetorical

Have you ever fallen in love?

What is the most joyous of love?When you know that your love is in harmony
What is the saddest thing of love?
Hmm ... when you know that the person you love is at the edge while you can not to bring it back into balance ...
So who are you?
I was a young poet who had just started looking for a simple sense of the complexity of love.
Night, 260 811

Waiting

In the darkness i keep my eyes open
In the rain i still stay here with tears
In the crowded i keep my ears to hear
And i amWaiting waiting waiting.
I wait you until answer meI still i still i still.
Here in the dark wait for you
What you want?, what you talk? What you need?,
i give you what you want, i give you what you need

But i don’t know your feel for me!

From: Fikri Fardian l [fikrisifirdan@xxx]

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Love Poems : What I Love


What I Love
Author: Muchel

Up to even this second, you can not stop love me ...
It never stops every time, you say love me ...
Although the day was late, Do not you tired of waiting ...

Every time I'm doing wrong, you remain patient care of me ...
When I forgot to be your concern, you still were there with me ...
And when I am Love, to be with you, you hold me ...

I ...
Love you so much ...
Until whenever ...
Until you have no sense anymore to me ...

I ...
Love you too much ...
Until whenever ...
Until you receive a ring on your fingers ...

Shadow
Author: Rinta

You went away from me.
One does this myself ..??
I do not know ..
My chest has always been your name etched in my heart.
All this I will never delete, and will always be my guard.
only time will erase all of this by itself.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Poems for My Mila


Spelling Stars and Full Moon at the Night

let's spell the stars of the rock jetty
friends poem I wrote a piece of paper that is sprinkled on the waves
I want to repeat the times we meet
here in the harbor quay walls silver

evening mingling waves that hit the walls of the beach
sweet smile and the sound of the word love flying
scatter the sand longing
are not tired of waiting for your spell;
'I love you'

I always miss the beach is soft your hand
because he was the source of eternal coolness of the water that drains
sending love through life with a bunch of lotus
for I held the fragrance until the end of the biological

witnessed a growing dark beach
head on the altar of my heart melt
blending between the surge and ocean waves dim
increment at the end of the pier with the wind I go down
spell with the stars and full moon night
Tembagapura 23 Oktober 2011, Poem by Hardi for Mila

Love Garden

If there is a cup of tea in the morning that you submit to our gardens, it is sure of a warm lake water infiltrates your heart tender throat meet the thirst for love. Watering any flower buds that bloom beautifully floating healers tears in your eyelids.

If there's melodious song sung by locust wood, it must clink my ribs are transformed into an angel you are selaksa sacred crown of jasmine harvest of kebunkebun I miss the smell continues to breathe throughout my life.

Love our home gardens. Thou and I kupukupunya Menur fragrance. Every time you Seeding bungabunga love, do not let him melayu without kucecap serbuksarinya.

Love; the beauty of the night in the garden of love, I always look in your eyes that glowed bintangbintang flower, guiding our children to walk on the dike-dike turns dim flowers, making signs of love in order to meet a cheerful morning.

- ** Poetry for Mila & Hardi Kidos - ** Tembagapura, October 21, 2011

Monday, February 13, 2012

Apologize Poems


Either did I dream last night
Could not believe he is here
Although any presence is wound for me
Is punishment bagaiku

Because it always throw me in helplessness
In the deepest abyss of poverty
The poor do not deserve you miss me like a princess
Am left to know what to expect from the trash man ka loe ...

Each attendance is someone cuts me
Although every time I get back I am always this presence ....
Oh ... God .... until I could no longer distinguish where the laughter and the tears which, because everything is sad

That I could not distinguish where the sound again and where the injury, because it is painful
Until I takbisa longer distinguish where and where expectations come true, because all of helplessness
Let ..... I was hurt enough in your place
My wound is sufficient Redeemer love ...

Sunday, February 12, 2012

Poem for Mom

For Mom
Sorry Mom,
Sometimes i am forget to remember you
Because of the frequent thought of me Sometimes I do not help Because they often struggle with my job
Sometimes I leave home and mother Because often go with my friends Sometimes I rarely talk to you Because of frequent dealing with Laptop and Television

But now, she realized kusangat
My mind is just in our hearts and Mother
What I need help mother
What I always wanted to accompany my mother wherever it
No matter how much I want to always confide to my mother about my problems What I need attention and love you at any moment my pain How I need my mother's shoulder, at the time I cried ...

Mother ...
Mom was my inspiration
Mother was the love and affection
Mother was tautanku
Mom was right for me segala2nya

I'm sorry mother
I am an imperfect human being, who always had a burden of sin and make me cry until my mother sometimes and rarely smiled because my doing ..
But ....
I'm sure of one thing
Mother prayer, can change and make me as successful and useful to the mother or whoever it
And most importantly,
I always love you



Mother
By Mashon-saderi
I love mom
I love my mom
You have rendered me ...
mother mengandungku
giving birth
caring me ...

Heavy burdens always
For the sake of your son ..

Thank you mom
My credit is not going to forget
My advice is make science
All the time ..

"Oh god! God is All-forgiving
Forgive the sins of the mother and father
Have mercy on them!
As they were sorry for me as a child "

ALWAYS .....

Poem for My Cat


My Cat
Meow ....
Unfortunately my cat
name poems
Meow ..
I want to eat feed
I want to drink give drink

There is a mischievous mice
eat rice in a basket
poems ready to pounce ..

very sharp claws and fangs
for gripping, let the dark of night
poems saw the light
no eye afternoon, there are eyes the night ..

Poems daytime sleep alone
Night looking for prey creeping poems.


Ed Was a Black and White Paint Quarter Horse By Nicholas Gordon
Ed was a black and white paint quarter horse.
He died around the age of fifteen years.
We cannot share his inner world, of course:
Such loveliness lies far beyond our tears.
He came to us beaten and afraid,
But in about a year he chose to love,
Never questioning the choice he made,
Nor from that passion did he ever move.
It wasn't mere acceptance or compulsion
That made him such a gentle, loving friend.
Some innocence of which we have no notion
Gave him a depth we cannot comprehend.
He loved us with a dignity and grace
We cannot hope to answer or replace