ReDhoLiC

i keep saying to myself that i’m feeling so sleepy

my nerves are craving to be rested, it makes me so creepy

the day really pressed me with all the orders all the time

so i make a cup of tea and not forget to put the lime

i lay my head on the pillow, pushing my awareness to the limit

come a shadow to me low, rushing me to take me to the summit

i wake my mind but the yawning keeps me silent surrounding

the sinatra’s song whispers to me slowly with no ending

killing me softly to take me to a dream i will not forget

try to bring me to the thing that really for me it’s hard to get

i meet someone in my dream and i say halo my name is dee

with mouth full of cream and me in front of her, she still doesn’t see

she grabs my hand and says halo to me so i ask her for a dance

there comes the band join to our dance with stars as the fence

suddenly she stops and leave me to the moon

i glance and want to catch up just very soon

but the sun catches me and takes me to its light

it blinds me, i cry and grumble because of no sight

then the wind takes me crossing the path of missery

my eyes are opened as it wants me to see the mystery

my mobile’s ringing awakes me up in the very early morning

i look at the clock..gosh it’s just 5.00 am and still i am yawning

the morning sunshine rushes to sneak up from the blockade i make

and there goes i have to start the day that i should take

-to be continued-

I hid my heart in a nest of roses,
Out of the sun’s way, hidden apart;
In a softer bed then the soft white snow’s is,
Under the roses I hid my heart.
Why would it sleep not? why should it start,
When never a leaf of the rose-tree stirred?
What made sleep flutter his wings and part?
Only the song of a secret bird.

Lie still, I said, for the wind’s wing closes,
And mild leaves muffle the keen sun’s dart;
Lie still, for the wind on the warm seas dozes,
And the wind is unquieter yet than thou art.
Does a thought in thee still as a thorn’s wound smart?
Does the fang still fret thee of hope deferred?
What bids the lips of thy sleep dispart?
Only the song of a secret bird.

The green land’s name that a charm encloses,
It never was writ in the traveller’s chart,
And sweet on its trees as the fruit that grows is,
It never was sold in the merchant’s mart.
The swallows of dreams through its dim fields dart,
And sleep’s are the tunes in its tree-tops heard;
No hound’s note wakens the wildwood hart,
Only the song of a secret bird.

ENVOI

In the world of dreams I have chosen my part,
To sleep for a season and hear no word
Of true love’s truth or of light love’s art,
Only the song of a secret bird.

Algernon Charles Swinburne

(1873 - 1909)

sorry guys, this one is not mine
but i kinda like it, great rime with a touch of serenity =)

the overcast took me away
flew me to the blue sway
saw the sky
where the stars were going by
a shined star gave a curiousity
took the nowhere to the lulaby

-dadiet-

Grey moon is shining

blue shaddow makes it surrounding

so quite and peace

make you remembered something that you gonna miss

Clouds are playing in the darkness

breezing wind appears to be the witness

swimming in the lullabies

just see it with your own eyes

Alone is not bad

don’t make it sad

never blame the destiny

even it  makes lives so rainy

Living in freaking time

struggling through life

so lot of tears

but I’m ready to face my fears

-dadiet-

como estas?? soy asi asi, it’s been a long time since i filled my last blog, hm..the truth is i don’t have much to tell or write..i just drop by since i can’t sleep and don’t know what to do, so i just come and go online. Btw, i already deleted some my previous poems in my blogs…haha silly poems…but anyway i also deleted some unimportant writting in my blogs. And also i’m kinda in the bad mood because someone cut my hair very short….hallo..i just asked the lady to wash my hair and she cut my hair..hmm okay…gracias la seniorita..and one more Liverpool lost today…looks the linesman need to wear the glasses..wat a controversial (the 1st goal)…oo man…wat a week…hasta luego amigo..

wat a crazy week before xmas…alot of exams (one exam took time from 7 till 10pm n dat was on23rd dec..alrite) and got a stupid flu…wat a combination..had a bad flu and had to stay on bed on xmas eve…but now im getting better…alrite gotta see the boxing day match, liverpool will demolish newcastle..yeah..

I just watched "Gie" this day and i really amazed with this film. The film is great. Although, my dad said the ending wasn’t very clear especially when Gie died. But the most important thing to me that it made me more knowing  who Gie was. I like his quotes. Lots of his quotes were true. I recommend you to watch this movie. I think there will be a lot of movies with the same pattern like this in Indonesia in the near future, maybe about our national heroes. Or about our superhero such as Gundala or the blind man from the ghost cave…hehe…hope so.

damn..i’m so boring rite now, alone and listening to king of convenience and michael buble’s songs and I still can’t sleep. I quite have a feeling that i am played by the destiny. The destiny and path that just make me so confused. So I just got a conclusion in my head, yup..i have to get back to my old life style. I just get to enjoy this life whatever it takes and also continue to reach my goals of my life.