Say of her what you like,
But I know my Love's feelings,
I do not love her because she is good,
But because she is my Love,

How can you know how sweet she is?
When all you do is measure the good and the bad?
When I must let her go,
She becomes even more a part of me,
When I make she weep, I weep with her,

I,
alone have a right to judge her,
for only she, the one I love.


if it's only was wrote for me, i would be delighted.
however,this isn't the origin poem. because i forget them, not wholly but some part of it. i can't even remember who wrote this. all i know he is an indian man. i listen to this in one of my favorite movie.

so, i add some, change some, a little bit here and there.



p/s: this poem actually about a mother that loves her son more than anything else. so i change a bit, i want to make it as if, a boyfriend make this to his girlfriend, but now i think it sounds like.. very fatherly isn't it? hmph..

I hate noises but i love MUSICS..
I don't know how to draw but i love ARTS..
I don't understand, but i love BOOKS and i keep reading.

I'm no good at all but i appreciate FRIENDSHIP..
I can't make people laugh but i don't make them CRY...
but they do.

I hate regrets but i long for FORGIVENESS..
I love rains but i love sun shine TOO..
When i love someone, i love them till the end and never asked them to love me back even i want to.

I hate my pasts but i'm craving for the MEMORIES TO REMAIN..
I am tough but my heart can be broken into THOUSAND PIECES..
and it always does

I'm careful enough but sometimes i'm blinded by EMOTIONS..
I love being me but i can't stand MYSELF..
but i just can't hate me, am i?

I hate LIFE but i'm glad i'm ALIVE..
i just can't simply die anyway.

see me as i really am

I have flaws and sometimes i even SAD..
Even if i cried, don't see it as my WEAKNESS..
I don't know me but i will GET TO..
That's the main purpose of my EXISTENCE~

~sigh~

secawan kopi, sehidang rokok; kau gembira?

perihal-perihal hati;
perihal-perihal dunia - yang menyesakkan.
perihal manusia; rata-rata bertopengkan bermacam penyakit.

mencari ruang kosong sendiri untuk bernafas, yang hampir putus.
berfikir.(tapi sebenarnya berangan) teringat yang dulu. senyum kecil. malu.
aduh macam de javu.

masalah lagi. biarkan saja.
kau fikir, mahukan,

secawan kopi; tentu buat aku gembira.
sehidang rokok?

mungkin. jika aku m.nasir. heh


nota kaki: hana, m.nasir merokok tak?