Saturday, November 25, 2006
sometimes you have to run away,
just to see who will run after you;
somtimes you have to talk quitely,
just to see who's listening;
sometimes you'll have to step up in a fight,
just to see who's standing by your side;
sometimes you have to let yourself fall,
just to see who's there to catch you;
sometimes you have to make a wrong decision,
just to see who's there to help you fix it;
and sometimes you have to let go of the one you love,
just to see they'll love you enough to come back.
Posted at 04:15 am by faz_laca
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Tuesday, November 14, 2006
i look at the stars...
my first impression...
so beautifully decorating the sky...
i pictured it...
what a calm and peaceful place...
now it reminds me of venus...
is it as lovely as it is?
i look up at those stars again...
now...
it blurred out...
unsteadily blinking...
moving... away and deeper into the darkness of the sky...
it wasnt as calm as my first impression...
wasnt as beautiful as it should be...
my first impression was lovely...
but it was just an illusion...
my mind tricked me...
first impression...
is not reality..."
Posted at 03:42 am by faz_laca
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Friday, November 03, 2006
sekali sekala
aku ingin jadi buta
gelap pandangan tanpa harus
menyaksikan lakonan manusia di persada dunia
sekali sekala
aku ingin jadi bisu
diam kata tanpa harus
berhujah dengan kekosongan
yang mampu mencetus darah kekosongan
dan juga sekali sekala aku ingin jadi pekak
tuli bicara tanpa harus
mendengar butir bahana kata
yang bisa meruntuh benteng
kedamaian
Posted at 03:01 am by faz_laca
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Monday, August 21, 2006
to scream in the dark...
to wherewe sunk...
in the deepest shallow ground...
i betrayed the puffing hunk...
often asked why it sheds...
often believe what is red...
pushing me down by the hand...
underground where we first met...
i slept through the fire...
the heat that burned me to desire...
helpless being a pest...
in believing this gothic romance...
to shed my cold tears...
to catch the freezing fears...
blowing the smoke here...
seeing it by the great distance...
bleeding in my own disguise...
to pretend is just a lie...
how can this be a try...
with no more of it inside...
i slept throu the fire...
the heat that burned me to desire...
helpless being pest...
in believing this gothic romance...
it so high that i can't jump...
to reach the deepest shallow ground...
where we romance the burning desire...
to bleed together once again...
Posted at 05:48 am by faz_laca
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Wednesday, August 02, 2006
bad times...
Posted at 03:56 am by faz_laca
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