a desire for early morning

in the movement that brought the rhythm of the soul that feels
together with a beautiful palace on the conscience
which makes the tone for a dream
where there is no way that can never be felt by the real
Embedding dreams and yearning
where is all it will be beautiful ....
or is it just a miracle hearts strung order in the cradle dream
sense that there ... what is transformed into a desire not stop vibrating soul and all sports
continue to achieve even contain tender heart screams
The look what stuffing the breath, in a fast rate
create awareness of the weak ... Think that was just the waves that bounce and create a sense of
endless ... although only its own

for a beloved

Assalamualaikum.wr.wb

Good morning

I looked this morning with the sun scorching the dry corner of my body touching
Overlay this life the more I feel empty
I am not tired of life, not me saturated in the search
but more than this self feel insignificant
often occurred to me, about every inch of his own life that I lead
will continue this journey of life tread sculpture
just empty without any answers to these questions
This morning my brain feels unable to think
I tried to trigger a flow of electrical muscle performance signal but still can not work
love ...
Know yourself, why my brain can not work
because of you ...
all my brain just filled your picture, on your sweet smile and the yearning hope of you
corner of the world is whether you were there, a sense of whether what was I suppose
corner of longing, a sense that mengetarkan angle soul
that makes you always there and present in every breath of my breath, where the bloodflow signals are always yourself
love
whether this expectation is too expensive for me or maybe it was just a mirage of hope
the blazing sun getting increasingly dry to touch makes the body dry, felt thirst want aremedy, self-droplet
These thoughts still go to you, my love
and I want you to accompany me on the rest of my life because I do not know when lifewill end
allow me to feel peaceful and beautiful world with you even though we live far
Did insult me with desire
love

when the time came

When the time came
Where is all that is left behind and sought

When the time came
All will disappear and be lost

When the time came
There was no power to earn what makes yearning

When the time came
That nobody could accompany
In the dark alone
Only a wall - a wall that covers the sports ground .... motionless

When the time came
Maybe I have to feel or say can ever feel
An ever-present yearning in the soul
Which always makes me there and asked

When the time came
Only one that I desire in self-
Prior to the last gasp
beautifully and tenderly kisses his release from the beloved's life

When the time came

offerings of a desire that is embedded in the chest

Deliver me to survive
in the dark life that I jest
shortness and makes no


although the flavor was just a taste
But to the end of the existing life
Let me embrace with real
pick up the soul before death
At some point it will pick up death
Overview sulk
but I do not think that there will sulk in the soul
sing what makes sense there
negate because I feel no
may never exist


Allow me with all faults
to reach you in my arms
With me for the rest of my life
despite what I'll never know diakhirnnya
The destruction there has been eliminating mental toughness
I know God has always accompanied me through every step of my life
But I still need to embrace a man who drowned myself in the emptiness
Did naive with what I want
too contemptible whether this desire for self-

If there is still time and if there was time for me
I hope I can feel the peace as they feel even for a moment and leave my mortal
Not evident in Angan



(I dedicate this temple said to my soul and myself)