<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3868464986472689892</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:59:22.748+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Legacy of My Privacy</title><subtitle type='html'>seconds to minute, minutes to hour, hours to day, days of my life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbm-lomp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868464986472689892/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbm-lomp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Khin Djung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079842819779517346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/4997/28062007cookingaq0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3868464986472689892.post-8450865802040199060</id><published>2001-12-24T20:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:30:50.160+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angin Bertiup Di Atas Angin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SAAT PERTAMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Kerak-kerak berkumpul,&lt;br /&gt;Serak-serak berucap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu katapun tak terucap&lt;br /&gt;Indahnya hidup walau sesaat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jalan sudah ditempuh&lt;br /&gt;Sejarah akan tersepuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diam… Diam….&lt;br /&gt;Cinta Pertama……………..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;aat itu langit cerah di bulan November. “Kevin…”, panggil Sonia. “Lagi ngapain luh?”, Sonia bertanya. “Enggak, cuman sedang merenungi nasib. Ingat tadi kan di kelas, gua salah lagi, salah lagi! Sialan tuh guru gua hajar nanti dia!”, kataku tak kuat menahan amarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;ku Kevin, umur 17 tahun. Sonia jauh lebih tua 3 tahun dariku. Kami sudah lama tak berjumpa, sebenarnya dia baru kembali dari Jepang tahun lalu. Dia pergi ketika aku berumur 5 tahun. Aku juga baru ketemu dia pada tahun ajaran baru ini, yah dia pindah ke sekolahku. “Eh, Bumi pada Mars… halo… halo… Kevin ada?”, sindirnya padaku. “Aduh jangan ganggu gua deh, gua lagi pusing tahu!”, kataku ketus. Dia terdiam lalu tersenyum,”Duh, jangan marah dong, yuk kita jalan-jalan”. “Udah jangan dipusingin deh, gua traktir makan mau engga?”, dia bertanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;ku bingung sih sama dia, sudah lama di Jepang tapi logat bahasa Indonesianya masih kental begitu. “Eh, jangan cuekin gua dong! Mau pergi engga?”, katanya. “Yah, oke deh ayo kita pergi.”. Ingin tahu aku, dia kapan kali sekolah di Jepang padahal sudah setua itu masih sekelas bersamaku. Kami pergi ke Mal, biasa anak muda, makan lalu ‘mejeng’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;api enak juga sih kalo ada dia, dia orangnya royal sih, jadi bisa makan gratis terus. Dia sih orangnya lumayan cantik tapi ‘tomboy’-nya itu loh, luar biasa. Rambut pendek cepak, baju kaos kayak enggak pernah digosok (dia kost sih, mungkin jadinya begitu), omongannya gila… engga kenal teman dan lawan. “Mau makan di mana? Gua sih lebih suka masakan Jepang.”, tuturnya. “Kita makan ‘HokBen’ saja yuk, gua juga suka sih”, kataku. “Oke deh…”, katanya. ‘HokBen’ disini adalah singkatan dari ‘Hoka-Hoka Bento’ restoran ‘fastfood’ Jepang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;enuh juga restoran itu, maklum jam makan siangnya orang kerja. Untung ada dua tempat kosong jadi dapat tempat duduk juga. “Gila juga yah, enak juga nih buka restoran Jepang di Indonesia, rame…”. “Yah emangnya elu bias masak!?”, ejekku. “Eits… jangan pandang gua sebelah mata yah, sebutin aja YAKINIKU, TEMPURA, TEMPURA-DON, apa aja deh cil!!!”, balasnya.”Udah, udahan deh, iya elu bisa, elu bisa, percaya…. Makan deh sekarang, nanti keburu dingin tuh.”, kataku menyudahi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;ntah dia marah atau tidak tadi. Tapi dia tersenyum tersipu-sipu sambil menghabiskan makanannya. “Eh tumben luh ngajakin gua makan, ulang tahun bukan, ada yang meninggal juga bukan, jadi apa dong?”, tanyaku. Dia tetap diam, dan mimik wajahnya berubah. “Eh kenapa sih luh, marah??? Sori deh kalo tadi gua nyinggung perasaan loe”, kataku cepat. Dia tetap diam. Bingung juga aku saat itu, padahal tadinya ceria sekarang berbalik sedih campur marah. “Heh, ngomong kek… iya deh gua boleh loe maki, puas!?”, tuturku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;asanya sudah sekitar setengah jam dia terdiam, ketika dia berbicara lagi. “Gua lagi sedih”, katanya lalu terdiam. Sebagai laki-laki entah apa yang harus kukatakan, aku hanya terdiam. “Gua lagi sedih”, ulangnya. Mungkin dia ingin aku berkata sesuatu kepadanya. Aku tetap terdiam seperti orang bisu di kerumunan orang. Lalu kukatakan, ”Kenapa sedih!? Masalah di rumah, sekolah atau sesuatu yang pribadi?”.  Dia terdiam sesaat lalu berkata, ”Yah engga tahu juga gua. Sudahlah cuekin aja!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;ak tahu apa lagi yang harus kuucapkan kepadanya. Tidak biasanya dia begitu. “Elu udah pernah punya pacar belum?”, katanya tiba-tiba. Aku terdiam sesaat mencoba menguraikan maksud pertanyaannya. “Eh, belon sih, emangnya kenapa?”, tanyaku. “Naksir orang?”, tanyanya kembali. Pusing kepalaku mendengar pertanyaannya. “Sebenarnya sih ada, tapi yah gua ada alasan tersendiri.” Huff… dalam hatiku bernafas lega. Lalu kami berdua kembali terdiam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;pa lagi yang akan dia tanyakan, pikirku. Mimpi apa kemarin, hari ini sepertinya sial sekali, enggak di sekolah, jalan-jalanpun susah. “Eh elu apa engga ada hati sama gua”, katanya. !!!Wah dalam hatiku mulai merasa aneh!!! Jantungku berdegup kencang. Rasanya terbakar api. Aku terhenti, tidak bergerak. Kepalaku mulai berputar memikirkan pertanyaanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;engapa dia katakan itu sekarang sih pikirku. “Yah, gimana yah, em… tak tahulah”. Kembali terdiam. “Yah, kita kan teman dari kecil, jadi engga tau yah”, kataku memberanikan diri. “Masa sih engga ada sedikitpun?” tanyanya. “Sejujurnya sih ada, sedikit…”, kataku mencoba melucu. Tapi dia terdiam, tak tertawa sekalipun.&lt;br /&gt;“Gimana kalo elu jadi cowok gua!?”, katanya. Deg… seperti dihujam ribuan panah, aku kembali berpikir. Memang dulu aku ada hati kepadanya, yah ‘cinta monyet’ mungkin, dia suka sekali membela aku dan menjagaku, mungkin aku punya suatu rasa hanya sebatas kakak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;kan tetapi dalam hatiku mulai terasa suatu perasaan lain, perasaan senang tapi berbeda. Kembali aku berpikir. “Yah, kalo itu mau luh, mungkin kita bisa coba”, kataku. “Bener nih!”, katanya dengan mimik wajah berubah. Huff… untunglah dia ceria lagi, walau dalam hatiku aku tidak tahu apa yang telah kuucapkan, atau alasan aku menerimanya, tapi hatiku senang dan tidak tahu akan seberapa senangnya melihat wajah cerianya lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“mungkin rasa itu ada, mungkin ‘dia’ tertidur, seberapa lamapun tertutup kebisuan waktu, rasa itu ada dan akan ada untuk selamanya”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November, 97&lt;br /&gt;DBM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868464986472689892-8450865802040199060?l=dbm-lomp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbm-lomp.blogspot.com/feeds/8450865802040199060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3868464986472689892&amp;postID=8450865802040199060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868464986472689892/posts/default/8450865802040199060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868464986472689892/posts/default/8450865802040199060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbm-lomp.blogspot.com/2002/04/angin-bertiup-di-atas-angin.html' title='Angin Bertiup Di Atas Angin'/><author><name>Khin Djung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079842819779517346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/4997/28062007cookingaq0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3868464986472689892.post-2283825693617826857</id><published>2001-12-05T13:33:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:00:57.661+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buku Pertama Coretan Pertama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Corat Coret Sret…Sret…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;isi tahun 1992-1994&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang udah usang kali yah, tuh buku&lt;br /&gt;tua tapi masih oke kan…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elu baik-baik sama dunia yah&lt;br /&gt;nanti gua traktir elu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bego yah gua ngomong sama gua sendiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Karena kirana kurena&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena selop mundur selak muntahan&lt;br /&gt;Kirana kapak lendir bibir rusak&lt;br /&gt;Kurena batu senandung udara busuk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rumah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depan jalan lebar mata&lt;br /&gt;Kiri teman diam bisu kokoh&lt;br /&gt;Kanan jeda gelap becek kotor&lt;br /&gt;Belakang pulang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cincin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selingkar jemari halus&lt;br /&gt;Corak besi murah&lt;br /&gt;Tahta palsu raja dunia&lt;br /&gt;Misteri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seta seni seri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bag… dari pucat sampai biru&lt;br /&gt;Lengkap sudah satu seri&lt;br /&gt;Bug… tubuh ciuman semen&lt;br /&gt;Seni perang bukan perangko&lt;br /&gt;Bag… Bug… daun loyo tertiup selasih&lt;br /&gt;Seta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cermin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah… diam seribu bahasa&lt;br /&gt;Lingkaran pengganti waktu serapah&lt;br /&gt;Datar dalam samudera perak&lt;br /&gt;Serat pelikan mulut ikan mujair&lt;br /&gt;Sosok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peta buta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punya mata tapi tanpa&lt;br /&gt;Suara seru… apaan sih?&lt;br /&gt;Celingak-celinguk nanti cegukan&lt;br /&gt;Hik… hik… wah hebat loe…&lt;br /&gt;Brak….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanita itu?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneh bila ingat&lt;br /&gt;Bodoh kalau lupa&lt;br /&gt;Saat satu saat dua saat tiga saat empat&lt;br /&gt;Walah… ini mah bukan atu&lt;br /&gt;Heran yah sama dunia&lt;br /&gt;Tul…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku ()&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku yah aku&lt;br /&gt;Aku bukan orang lain&lt;br /&gt;Aku bukan dia, dia, dia, dia, dia…&lt;br /&gt;Hidup yah aku&lt;br /&gt;Matipun aku&lt;br /&gt;Yah aku&lt;br /&gt;Aku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sendiri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa peduli besok kiamat&lt;br /&gt;Siapa peduli besok bukan kiamat&lt;br /&gt;Siapa mereka yang berkedok itu&lt;br /&gt;Wajah tebal bukan asli (dunia itu sih TIPU)&lt;br /&gt;Heran sama heran lebih baik sendiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cerobong asap (kritikan pertama pada diriku)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katanya sih kotak, tapi gua liat bulat.&lt;br /&gt;Katanya sih kotor, suer gua udah pernah lihat yang bersih!?&lt;br /&gt;Katanya sih buat perapian, gua sih percaya aja, tapi dia kenapa tidak?&lt;br /&gt;Katanya sih buat keluar asap, dasar orang bego--namanya juga cerobong asap!&lt;br /&gt;Yah itu sih katanya, gua engga punya sih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peri seribu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aduh akhirnya tercapai!!!&lt;br /&gt;Seperak demi seperak jadi… yah tetap perak sih&lt;br /&gt;Coklat kayaknya enak tapi kebanyakan gua puyeng&lt;br /&gt;Manja sekali-sekali kurang presisi&lt;br /&gt;Wah hilang!!&lt;br /&gt;Mana… mana… wah!&lt;br /&gt;Dasar peri seribu saja dicuri… huh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sapi oh sapi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kacamata tebal kaca besar&lt;br /&gt;Pusing gua lihatnya, tapi LUuuuCUUUuuuu&lt;br /&gt;Imut-imut dan suka sama kuda penuh jahitan (teman beruang pooh LUUuuCUUuuu)&lt;br /&gt;Moohh… sapi tetap sapi minta susunya dong LuuCUuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bumbu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wangi, bau, pusing, mual, muntah yuck….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dungu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bilang ini ngomong itu, banjir&lt;br /&gt;Mending telinga tidur, bodo ah…&lt;br /&gt;Nanti ngapain yah pulang&lt;br /&gt;Bletak benjol kepala naik turun&lt;br /&gt;Mendengar tapi engga bias jawab&lt;br /&gt;Dungu..!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jual mahal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandang setengah berpaling&lt;br /&gt;Dicuekin jadi penasaran deh&lt;br /&gt;Makin lama makin kesal&lt;br /&gt;Gua bales nanti biar tahu rasa&lt;br /&gt;Mending gua cuekin balik&lt;br /&gt;Dasar…&lt;br /&gt;Jalan kayak pake tag 1 Milyar dipinggang&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang sih gini, nanti diobral ha…ha…ha…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868464986472689892-2283825693617826857?l=dbm-lomp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbm-lomp.blogspot.com/feeds/2283825693617826857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3868464986472689892&amp;postID=2283825693617826857' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868464986472689892/posts/default/2283825693617826857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868464986472689892/posts/default/2283825693617826857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbm-lomp.blogspot.com/2001/12/buku-pertama-coretan-pertama.html' title='Buku Pertama Coretan Pertama'/><author><name>Khin Djung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079842819779517346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/4997/28062007cookingaq0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3868464986472689892.post-1921786109924036285</id><published>2001-11-21T18:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T17:26:38.172+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eventually Globe</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Song of Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saint seeking lasting words&lt;br /&gt;On term of one mind speakers&lt;br /&gt;Native hauling Minerva of universe&lt;br /&gt;God leads we follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oxygen blows wind shallow&lt;br /&gt;Final resting on rock of age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let be with powder of days&lt;br /&gt;Internal valuation moor in gulf&lt;br /&gt;Flowing time chronicles par&lt;br /&gt;Ending living on the seventh skies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;October 00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salutation Smuggle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon voyage goblin’s moons&lt;br /&gt;Sneaky eyes mole minder&lt;br /&gt;Benefit struggle light of day&lt;br /&gt;Man human goals indeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lone wolf seek no mercy&lt;br /&gt;Mendel’s mouth mind unite&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping mavericks belongings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth treasures time past&lt;br /&gt;Ambiguous voice ringing tingling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salutation move lasting smuggle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;October 00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lullaby Seeks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torn of dust ends&lt;br /&gt;Laughing blacked walls&lt;br /&gt;Gone done voices wind&lt;br /&gt;Moving stayed moving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looping grains yields month&lt;br /&gt;Vein energy dropped street&lt;br /&gt;Body settles mind carved&lt;br /&gt;Let go moonlighting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping stops end now&lt;br /&gt;Get ready most timeless foes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night leviathan blows aqua&lt;br /&gt;Till meet next luminaries light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;October 00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Glowing Windows&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A night tales morning&lt;br /&gt;Woods bricking evading&lt;br /&gt;Parting elevating drops of light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time in the dark of time&lt;br /&gt;Time goes partly stops&lt;br /&gt;Stopping alive mooring dock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights pierce spearing&lt;br /&gt;Alone goes one more tales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabbing what lasted past&lt;br /&gt;Hoping living on grass of wilderness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mime Loans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left right victims of dimension&lt;br /&gt;Up down fascinating valve spare&lt;br /&gt;Ones move others lead&lt;br /&gt;Leaders speaks no acts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang…&lt;br /&gt;Bang…&lt;br /&gt;Bang…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hole miming moles&lt;br /&gt;Whole regards lasting&lt;br /&gt;Grey whitening darks&lt;br /&gt;Borrowing ones souls mime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mime…&lt;br /&gt;Miming…&lt;br /&gt;Mimic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;November 00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Garbage of Society&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foes goes telling&lt;br /&gt;Mirrors broken along paths&lt;br /&gt;Washing hands on holy waters&lt;br /&gt;Minds recorded heaven knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made trash&lt;br /&gt;Who sending dirt&lt;br /&gt;Play save Monday spears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We said wishes&lt;br /&gt;Wishes destruction self&lt;br /&gt;Lowe mounting holes&lt;br /&gt;Mass missing morale minds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we whished this&lt;br /&gt;Why faulting exertion&lt;br /&gt;Aren’t same as we might&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;November 00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pandora’s Bulb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentry mentors giving den&lt;br /&gt;Deity most values ones&lt;br /&gt;Energies flowing energize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick one choose others&lt;br /&gt;Living light moisture&lt;br /&gt;Regards monk monkey lures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying glanced more&lt;br /&gt;Ticking time lends little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remote Pandora&lt;br /&gt;Patronage legitimate meals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be what will be&lt;br /&gt;Hush…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;November 00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868464986472689892-1921786109924036285?l=dbm-lomp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbm-lomp.blogspot.com/feeds/1921786109924036285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3868464986472689892&amp;postID=1921786109924036285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868464986472689892/posts/default/1921786109924036285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868464986472689892/posts/default/1921786109924036285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbm-lomp.blogspot.com/2001/11/eventually-globe.html' title='Eventually Globe'/><author><name>Khin Djung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079842819779517346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/4997/28062007cookingaq0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3868464986472689892.post-2947453818740923158</id><published>2001-11-01T09:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:18:00.636+07:00</updated><title type='text'>keeper of time</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time Scar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowing…&lt;br /&gt;Looping dimension&lt;br /&gt;Parallel…&lt;br /&gt;Never come to end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ticking…&lt;br /&gt;Man’s toy&lt;br /&gt;Turning…&lt;br /&gt;Entity by universe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looping ‘til stop&lt;br /&gt;Next restored&lt;br /&gt;Entity nor entities nor …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hole reversed&lt;br /&gt;Welcome past in present&lt;br /&gt;Welcome past in future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tingle…&lt;br /&gt;Hole…&lt;br /&gt;Bang!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;28th October 01&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chrono Trigger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One chronology&lt;br /&gt;Eggs trigger&lt;br /&gt;Boat of time flowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Persons thy are&lt;br /&gt;Entities superb among creature&lt;br /&gt;Flying through time thy still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If could change…&lt;br /&gt;One mind in sufficient living&lt;br /&gt;If could change…&lt;br /&gt;One great entity forbid binding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time stop where you go&lt;br /&gt;Looping stayed here might not forever&lt;br /&gt;Time start if a sleep&lt;br /&gt;Forever will might not returned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrono trigger&lt;br /&gt;Chrono trigger&lt;br /&gt;Chrono trigger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Boat of time stops……………………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;31st December 98&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sliding Doors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad sure if can’t turn back&lt;br /&gt;Human cry for what happen&lt;br /&gt;Broken sure if can’t stay back&lt;br /&gt;Human cry not to be meant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confession on human&lt;br /&gt;The air became bad&lt;br /&gt;Head blows&lt;br /&gt;Soul crawling HELP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only time stop&lt;br /&gt;If only can turn back&lt;br /&gt;If only can turn back in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only chrono trigger do HELP&lt;br /&gt;Only time scars wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sliding back to time&lt;br /&gt;Sliding back to yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Past allowed to slides&lt;br /&gt;Present and future disagree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;29th October 01&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Animoretsu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lays beyond friendships&lt;br /&gt;One person alone&lt;br /&gt;Other person joined&lt;br /&gt;Persons became friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lays onto friendships&lt;br /&gt;One person friends jeopardize&lt;br /&gt;Third person friends irritating&lt;br /&gt;Persons breaks friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing over time&lt;br /&gt;Time walks further back&lt;br /&gt;Seeing friendships a long&lt;br /&gt;Time walks back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only time chronologies&lt;br /&gt;Sound of friendships melodies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only time ticking over&lt;br /&gt;Broken pieces come together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mining souls back in crate&lt;br /&gt;Mining souls grabs along the planks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animoretsu……….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;30th October 01&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flash Back (Desdemona)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiling my mind on creature’s land&lt;br /&gt;December past one year, funny should it looks&lt;br /&gt;Desdemona look like tormented, still funny&lt;br /&gt;Desdemona look depressed, well eyes don’t lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desdemona wanting someone, eyes don’t lie&lt;br /&gt;Desdemona sure is funny, thinking of someone&lt;br /&gt;Desdemona in depressed, works, friends, soul mate&lt;br /&gt;Desdemona laughing of sadness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desdemona starting to live&lt;br /&gt;Desdemona… Desdemona…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desdemona my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days present now&lt;br /&gt;Desdemona is living, eyes don’t lie&lt;br /&gt;But friend’s heart lies…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…………&lt;br /&gt;………&lt;br /&gt;……………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;30th October 01&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May Be I’m Ulysses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anger of mind&lt;br /&gt;Hot eyes, burning soul&lt;br /&gt;Wandering at present nor future&lt;br /&gt;Mind explode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember past December 98&lt;br /&gt;What died came from burning hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary it is, stupid are not&lt;br /&gt;Cut the throat of triumph man&lt;br /&gt;What buried came to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well should it gone for double&lt;br /&gt;Ulysses nor I, payback time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sorry thy can’t said&lt;br /&gt;Minor mistakes, buried this long&lt;br /&gt;May be just me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulysses grabs mentally course&lt;br /&gt;Hatred fills single mind&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy fills single mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulysses not ask for more&lt;br /&gt;Torture commandment for eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;30th October 01&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanctuary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind felt a little save&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure can’t control&lt;br /&gt;Sanctuary controlled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanctuary mind deepest hearth souls&lt;br /&gt;Still a little light may not seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midas bulling, calling&lt;br /&gt;Struggling must over, sorry can’t prevent&lt;br /&gt;Sanctuary prevented&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever thy said in eternity&lt;br /&gt;My sanctuary, please stay with me&lt;br /&gt;Living on…&lt;br /&gt;Purge all trashed bag off…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanctuary mind….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;31st October 01&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868464986472689892-2947453818740923158?l=dbm-lomp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbm-lomp.blogspot.com/feeds/2947453818740923158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3868464986472689892&amp;postID=2947453818740923158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868464986472689892/posts/default/2947453818740923158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868464986472689892/posts/default/2947453818740923158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbm-lomp.blogspot.com/2001/11/keeper-of-time.html' title='keeper of time'/><author><name>Khin Djung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079842819779517346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/4997/28062007cookingaq0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3868464986472689892.post-885252228445293040</id><published>2001-10-26T17:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:42:15.851+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gagak (Hidup Sampai Mati)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Selamat Jalan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dia datang menghampiri&lt;br /&gt;Dia datang terlihat membantu&lt;br /&gt;Dia tawarkan yang kau inginkan&lt;br /&gt;Dia baik… Dia baik…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia datang meminta&lt;br /&gt;Dia datang mengambil&lt;br /&gt;Dia rebut yang kau punya&lt;br /&gt;Dia… Aku…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelaki Penjual Mimpi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terang musuhmu&lt;br /&gt;Kegelapan musuhmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidup berarti&lt;br /&gt;Mati berarti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesenangan ada padamu&lt;br /&gt;Kesedihan ada padamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu tujuan untuk hidup&lt;br /&gt;Satu tujuan untuk mati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimpi kau berikan&lt;br /&gt;Mimpi kau terima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lelaki penjual mimpi&lt;br /&gt;Lelaki penjual …&lt;br /&gt;Lelaki pemimpi …&lt;br /&gt;Penjual mimpi …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Awal kehancuran&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;25th June 98&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keringat Darah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terik matahari, mandi uap&lt;br /&gt;Dingin rembulan, mandi embun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seret daging, banting tulang&lt;br /&gt;Banting tulang, makan hati&lt;br /&gt;Makan hati, minum darah&lt;br /&gt;Minum darah, seret daging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terik matahari, mandi uap&lt;br /&gt;dingin rembulan, mandi embun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mandi uap, mandi keringat&lt;br /&gt;mandi keringat, mandi darah&lt;br /&gt;keringat uap, keringat darah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untuk orang yang membesarkan aku&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;July 98&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Penelope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanita muda berjubah hitam&lt;br /&gt;Berjalan sendiri di keheningan malam&lt;br /&gt;Wajah tertutup termakan sutra&lt;br /&gt;Bulan purnama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanita muda berjubah hitam&lt;br /&gt;Terhenti di tanah lapang&lt;br /&gt;Wajah tertutup termakan malam&lt;br /&gt;Lilin menari melihat bulan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanita muda berjubah hitam&lt;br /&gt;Menari-nari di keheningan malam&lt;br /&gt;Wajah tertutup bersenandung&lt;br /&gt;Angin bertiup menari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanita muda berjubah hitam&lt;br /&gt;Tertelan malam, termakan waktu&lt;br /&gt;Wajah tertutup berucap&lt;br /&gt;Bumi bergetar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanita muda berjubah hitam&lt;br /&gt;Mati terbakar seabad silam&lt;br /&gt;Wajah tertutup berteriak&lt;br /&gt;Binatang gelisah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanita muda berjubah hitam&lt;br /&gt;Datang membawa dendam&lt;br /&gt;Wajah tertutup terdiam&lt;br /&gt;Matahari datang melarang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Penelope…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th Agustus 98&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kura-kura&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selangkah demi langkah&lt;br /&gt;Setapak demi tapak&lt;br /&gt;Berhenti&lt;br /&gt;Leher menggeleng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geleng kiri, berhenti&lt;br /&gt;Bola hitam menatap tajam&lt;br /&gt;Geleng kanan, berhenti&lt;br /&gt;Bola hitam berjaga-jaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selangkah demi langkah&lt;br /&gt;Setapak demi tapak&lt;br /&gt;Berhenti&lt;br /&gt;Leher tegak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leher pulang&lt;br /&gt;Kaki pulang&lt;br /&gt;Ekor pulang&lt;br /&gt;Hening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Salah langkah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Agustus 98&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kelabu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diam tak tentu arah&lt;br /&gt;Bayangan terus mengekor&lt;br /&gt;Lari ke satu arah&lt;br /&gt;Bayangan terus mengejar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelabu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaki berontak berhenti!!!&lt;br /&gt;Otot berontak berhenti!!!&lt;br /&gt;Saraf berontak berhenti!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tubuh berontak berhenti!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelabu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otak berbisik&lt;br /&gt;Hati berbisik&lt;br /&gt;Sanubari berbisik&lt;br /&gt;Pearasaan berbisik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelabu…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Liku-liku hidup&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;September 99&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mimpi Pepisahan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepala berteriak, mata terpejam&lt;br /&gt;Mata melihat, jantung berlari&lt;br /&gt;Paru-paru terbakar, kulit menangis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulan masih bermain&lt;br /&gt;Jangrik-jangkrik bernyanyi&lt;br /&gt;Burung hantu melolong&lt;br /&gt;Serigala menangis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otak melihat&lt;br /&gt;Mimpi terlihat&lt;br /&gt;Kuburan di depan mata&lt;br /&gt;Jiwamu gelisah di dalam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otak melihat&lt;br /&gt;Mimpi terlihat&lt;br /&gt;Jiwamu berteriak&lt;br /&gt;Orang-orang mengacuhkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otak melihat&lt;br /&gt;Mimpi terlihat&lt;br /&gt;Tubuhmu tiba&lt;br /&gt;Tubuhmu tertawa… sinis!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otak berpikir, hati menerima&lt;br /&gt;Jantung berjalan, mata menangis&lt;br /&gt;Sunyi berbisik “jadilah temanku”&lt;br /&gt;Hening, sunyi, senyap, gelap….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peringatan dari neraka&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;November 98&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fin “Selamat Jalan”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia mulai besar&lt;br /&gt;Dia mulai berani&lt;br /&gt;Dia mulai berpikir&lt;br /&gt;Dia mulai berkata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia mulai meminta&lt;br /&gt;Dia mulai mengambil&lt;br /&gt;Dia mulai menarik&lt;br /&gt;Dia mulai mendorong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia minta dagingmu&lt;br /&gt;Dia minta hatimu&lt;br /&gt;Dia minta darahmu&lt;br /&gt;Dia minta jiwamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sudah mengambil&lt;br /&gt;Aku sudah terima&lt;br /&gt;Aku tuanmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku telah bebas&lt;br /&gt;Aku telah bebas&lt;br /&gt;Aku telah bebas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Selamat jalan diriku, ketemu lagi di neraka&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;31st December 98&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868464986472689892-885252228445293040?l=dbm-lomp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbm-lomp.blogspot.com/feeds/885252228445293040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3868464986472689892&amp;postID=885252228445293040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868464986472689892/posts/default/885252228445293040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868464986472689892/posts/default/885252228445293040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbm-lomp.blogspot.com/2001/10/gagak-hidup-sampai-mati.html' title='Gagak (Hidup Sampai Mati)'/><author><name>Khin Djung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079842819779517346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/4997/28062007cookingaq0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3868464986472689892.post-1993820115085526320</id><published>2001-10-24T20:12:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:04:18.504+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Time,  Another Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cupid al Amor’s Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Little Cupid… Little Cupid…&lt;br /&gt;CuuuuPiiidddd…&lt;br /&gt;((khe…he…he…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Cupid… Little Cupid…&lt;br /&gt;CuuuuPiiidddd…&lt;br /&gt;(khe…he…he…))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There You Are…&lt;br /&gt;((khe…he…he…))&lt;br /&gt;(CuuuPiiiiiiiiiid………khe…he…he…)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rise of Wings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Cupid had dreams&lt;br /&gt;Mother Cupid think&lt;br /&gt;Mother Cupid had dreams&lt;br /&gt;Mother Cupid cries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Cupid had dreams&lt;br /&gt;Mother Cupid think&lt;br /&gt;Mother Cupid had dreams&lt;br /&gt;Mother Cupid smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Cupid talks dreams&lt;br /&gt;Father Cupid listens&lt;br /&gt;Mother Cupid happy&lt;br /&gt;Father Cupid happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Cupid talks dreams&lt;br /&gt;Father Cupid listens&lt;br /&gt;Mother Cupid sad&lt;br /&gt;Father Cupid sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky clear, son of lights sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Silent speaking&lt;br /&gt;Mother Cupid on bed&lt;br /&gt;Father Cupid holding hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky clear, son of darkness playing&lt;br /&gt;Voice high&lt;br /&gt;Mother Cupid on bed&lt;br /&gt;Father Cupid holding Baby Cupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky blues, son of darkness stop playing&lt;br /&gt;Voice high&lt;br /&gt;Mother Cupid a sleep&lt;br /&gt;Father Cupid smiles&lt;br /&gt;Baby Cupid cries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky blues, son of darkness hiding&lt;br /&gt;Voice low&lt;br /&gt;Mother Cupid a sleep&lt;br /&gt;Father Cupid smiles&lt;br /&gt;Baby Cupid a sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky cries, Earth cries&lt;br /&gt;Voice low&lt;br /&gt;Mother Cupid a sleep&lt;br /&gt;Father Cupid a sleep&lt;br /&gt;Baby Cupid a sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Passing One More to Come&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Cupid wake up&lt;br /&gt;Mother Cupid wake up&lt;br /&gt;Father Cupid wake up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupid grow One, plays on bed&lt;br /&gt;Cupid now One, funny if you think&lt;br /&gt;Cupid is One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor, Father called&lt;br /&gt;Amor, Mother called&lt;br /&gt;Amor, he keep playing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupid grow One, smiling every day&lt;br /&gt;Cupid grow One, crying all nights&lt;br /&gt;Cupid grow One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cupid no Wings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I different, Cupid ask&lt;br /&gt;Why am I different, Cupid think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother can fly, why can’t I&lt;br /&gt;Father can fly, why can’t I&lt;br /&gt;Cupids flies, why can’t I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupid now sad&lt;br /&gt;Mother looks happy&lt;br /&gt;Father looks happy&lt;br /&gt;Why everybody looks happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupid no wings&lt;br /&gt;Cupid no fly&lt;br /&gt;Cupid now two&lt;br /&gt;Cupid no wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother got wings&lt;br /&gt;Father got wings&lt;br /&gt;Both have wings&lt;br /&gt;Both before two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupid no wings&lt;br /&gt;Cupid no fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sadness Breaks on Happiness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupid now Three&lt;br /&gt;Cupid felt funny&lt;br /&gt;Cupid almost Three&lt;br /&gt;Cupid felt happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupid had wings&lt;br /&gt;Cupid can fly&lt;br /&gt;Cupid had wings&lt;br /&gt;Cupid happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother seems sad&lt;br /&gt;Father seems sad&lt;br /&gt;Cupid now question&lt;br /&gt;Cupid now scared&lt;br /&gt;Cupid sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother tries to happy&lt;br /&gt;Father tries to happy&lt;br /&gt;Cupid now question&lt;br /&gt;Cupid now scared&lt;br /&gt;Cupid sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Destinies Child&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky went blues, son of lights stun&lt;br /&gt;Cupid grow three, Cupid still questioned&lt;br /&gt;Cupid now three, Mother talks&lt;br /&gt;Cupid now three, Father talks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky went blues, son of lights hide&lt;br /&gt;Cupid surprised&lt;br /&gt;Cupid stop listening&lt;br /&gt;Cupid surprised&lt;br /&gt;Cupid cries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky cry, son of lights chickened&lt;br /&gt;Mother cries&lt;br /&gt;Father cries&lt;br /&gt;Cupid tried to be strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky cry, son of lights hide&lt;br /&gt;Mother stop crying&lt;br /&gt;Father stop crying&lt;br /&gt;Cupid made up his mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupid tried to be strong&lt;br /&gt;Cupid made up his mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupid made up his mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cupid al Amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clouds of darkness came&lt;br /&gt;Son of lights hiding&lt;br /&gt;Son of darkness hiding&lt;br /&gt;Clouds of darkness came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be brave Cupid al Amor&lt;br /&gt;Be strong Cupid al Amor&lt;br /&gt;Road he crossed, Sky he flied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destiny called, Destiny came&lt;br /&gt;Destiny drag, Destiny brag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupid have tried to fight&lt;br /&gt;Cupid have tried&lt;br /&gt;Cupid have tried to win&lt;br /&gt;Cupid failed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waltzing back in state of light&lt;br /&gt;Remember his Mother&lt;br /&gt;Remember his Father&lt;br /&gt;Remember his rival&lt;br /&gt;Remember his friends&lt;br /&gt;Waltzing back…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupid’s wings stop moving&lt;br /&gt;Cupid’s body stop moving&lt;br /&gt;Cupid’s heart stop beating&lt;br /&gt;Cupid’s went cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupid……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resurrection half Happy, half Sad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goddess songs, singing&lt;br /&gt;Goddess voice, echoing&lt;br /&gt;Goddess singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupid sees, Cupid hears&lt;br /&gt;Cupid watches, Cupid listens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goddess talked, Cupid heard&lt;br /&gt;Goddess grants, Cupid accept&lt;br /&gt;Goddess asks in “return”, Cupid agree to “return”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goddess songs, singing&lt;br /&gt;Goddess voice, echoing&lt;br /&gt;Goddess singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupid be ready&lt;br /&gt;Cupid takes arrows&lt;br /&gt;Cupid is ready&lt;br /&gt;Cupid takes bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupid felt happy&lt;br /&gt;Cupid felt sad in sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goddess is singing……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Victorious of Wings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clouds of darkness laughed&lt;br /&gt;Cupid is back&lt;br /&gt;Cupid now ready&lt;br /&gt;Clouds of darkness stunned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupid takes arrow&lt;br /&gt;Cupid takes bow&lt;br /&gt;Cupid let go arrows&lt;br /&gt;Cupid screams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luminaire of lights storms&lt;br /&gt;Clouds of darkness flashed&lt;br /&gt;Luminaire gone&lt;br /&gt;Clouds of darkness gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky clear, son of lights smile&lt;br /&gt;Cupid sees Mother&lt;br /&gt;Cupid sees Father&lt;br /&gt;Cupid smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupid can’t talk&lt;br /&gt;Cupid can laugh&lt;br /&gt;Tears fall into rains&lt;br /&gt;Cupid burst, Cupid gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupid…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cupid’s Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mother Cupid had dreams&lt;br /&gt;Father Cupid had dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother sees Cupid&lt;br /&gt;Father sees Cupid&lt;br /&gt;Cupid hugs&lt;br /&gt;Cupid runs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Little Cupid… Little Cupid…”&lt;br /&gt;“cuuuupiiidddd….” Mother calls&lt;br /&gt;(khe…he…he…) Cupid replies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Little Cupid… Little Cupid…”&lt;br /&gt;“cuuuupiiidddd….” Father calls&lt;br /&gt;(khe…he…he…) Cupid replies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“there you are” Mother and Father smiles&lt;br /&gt;(khe…he…he…)&lt;br /&gt;(cuuupiiiiiiiiid……… khe…he…he…) Cupid faded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~ fin ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;December 1994&lt;br /&gt;DBM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868464986472689892-1993820115085526320?l=dbm-lomp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbm-lomp.blogspot.com/feeds/1993820115085526320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3868464986472689892&amp;postID=1993820115085526320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868464986472689892/posts/default/1993820115085526320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868464986472689892/posts/default/1993820115085526320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbm-lomp.blogspot.com/2001/10/another-time-another-story.html' title='Another Time,  Another Story'/><author><name>Khin Djung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079842819779517346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/4997/28062007cookingaq0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3868464986472689892.post-5017716749632957209</id><published>2001-10-24T09:10:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:00:08.860+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the Blue’s</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my reflection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At first it’s a fantasy, a little bit more you’ll see reality, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;far more in to the deepest is reflection of what YOU are. Join yourself, Join ME, JOIN… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;…. Who are YOU???…. What REFLECTION???…. Fantasy???…. Reality???…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JOIN???….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Blessing of GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OooAaaa….&lt;br /&gt;BLOOD and FLESH unite&lt;br /&gt;PAINS and HAPPINESS collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OooAaaa….&lt;br /&gt;FEARS and TEARS dag&lt;br /&gt;REGRET and FORGET dig&lt;br /&gt;DEATH and LIFE dug&lt;br /&gt;….&lt;br /&gt;BLOOD and FLESH unite&lt;br /&gt;PAINS and HAPPINESS collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OooAaaa….&lt;br /&gt;Who are YOU………?&lt;br /&gt;Where am I……??&lt;br /&gt;Why AM I here…?&lt;br /&gt;Anyone tell ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;….&lt;br /&gt;FEARS and TEARS dag&lt;br /&gt;REGRET and FORGET dig&lt;br /&gt;DEATH and LIFE dug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OooAaaa….&lt;br /&gt;WARM over FEARS&lt;br /&gt;LAUGHING over TEARS&lt;br /&gt;A miracle let it be&lt;br /&gt;A curse let it be&lt;br /&gt;SILENTS….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Great Blessing... So there is…&lt;br /&gt;1st JUNE 80&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and Vegie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never knew I&lt;br /&gt;Never knew would&lt;br /&gt;Never knew “you”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meat ‘s poisons&lt;br /&gt;“you” medicine&lt;br /&gt;Meat ‘s burst&lt;br /&gt;“you” flush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never knew I&lt;br /&gt;Never knew would&lt;br /&gt;Never….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Suddenly Me….&lt;br /&gt;25th June 83&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAKE UP CALL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huah….&lt;br /&gt;Sun ’s coming&lt;br /&gt;Moon ‘s hiding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huah….&lt;br /&gt;Ears listen, Eyes sees, Body moving&lt;br /&gt;Lungs breathing&lt;br /&gt;Heart pumping&lt;br /&gt;Brain thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huah….&lt;br /&gt;Fresh water indeed, fresh water in need&lt;br /&gt;Foods on table, water joins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huah….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;One day on December&lt;br /&gt;December 84&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Death Talks Farewell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krik…krik…krik…&lt;br /&gt;Grasshopper jumping, Candle‘s lights burning&lt;br /&gt;TWO Bodies turn COLD&lt;br /&gt;Silent covers the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krik…krik…krik…&lt;br /&gt;Tears falling, Hearth ‘s crying&lt;br /&gt;“Too soon…. WHY? Too soon WHY….”&lt;br /&gt;Asking no answers…. Yelling no answer….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krik…krik…krik…&lt;br /&gt;I’ll remember………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dedicated to mother’s parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angel Seen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired…. Sleeps…. Wake up….&lt;br /&gt;Sun ‘s sleeping still&lt;br /&gt;Moon ‘s tired will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeps…. Wake up….&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people lay on two beds&lt;br /&gt;Comforts gone, enjoys none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up….&lt;br /&gt;Walks on corridor&lt;br /&gt;Sitting by the bench&lt;br /&gt;Angel’s talking…. sitting by the bench&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A day after death’s call&lt;br /&gt;July 85&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dreamer’s Dream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wannabe…&lt;br /&gt;Wannabe…&lt;br /&gt;Wannabe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t Wannabe…&lt;br /&gt;Don’t Wannabe…&lt;br /&gt;Don’t Wannabe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to be…&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to be…&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to be…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I be…&lt;br /&gt;Will I be…&lt;br /&gt;Will I be…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be…&lt;br /&gt;Must be…&lt;br /&gt;Must be…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Child’s illusion, child’s wish…&lt;br /&gt;24th December 85&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Accident 80 to 90&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skinny boy got fever&lt;br /&gt;Skinny boy felt so hot&lt;br /&gt;Blood drops from face&lt;br /&gt;Blood came from nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctors said leave it to GOD&lt;br /&gt;Parents cry deep inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skinny boy 20 days past&lt;br /&gt;Skinny boy got his soul back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“demam berdarah” Thanks GOD&lt;br /&gt;August 85&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat boy jumping playing&lt;br /&gt;Fat boy looks happy&lt;br /&gt;Fat boy jumping&lt;br /&gt;Fat boy fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat boy crying&lt;br /&gt;Fat boy yelling&lt;br /&gt;Fat boy fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legs burning&lt;br /&gt;Body yearning&lt;br /&gt;Head explode&lt;br /&gt;Pain subvert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“broken leg” Miseries come and play with&lt;br /&gt;July 87&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brain Gaps&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh…&lt;br /&gt;Ugh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signal to neurons&lt;br /&gt;Signal to brain cells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What… what… what….&lt;br /&gt;Where… where… where….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know (just a little bit more)&lt;br /&gt;I really know (just a little bit more)&lt;br /&gt;Oh… please give me a chance (just a little bit more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signal to neurons&lt;br /&gt;Signal to brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A little bit more&lt;br /&gt;80 to 88&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angel Reincarnation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes to eyes (mouth’s talking)&lt;br /&gt;Eyes to eyes (mouth’s closing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes to face (hearth’s beating)&lt;br /&gt;Eyes to face (angle’s reincarnate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes to angel’s (mouth’s talking)&lt;br /&gt;Eyes to angel’s (hearth’s beating)&lt;br /&gt;Eyes to angel’s…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reflection of an angels&lt;br /&gt;25th June 89&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fly… Racing with Angel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait up will you…&lt;br /&gt;I’m trying to fly…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait up will you…&lt;br /&gt;I’m starting to fly…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait up will you…&lt;br /&gt;My wings are hot…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait up will you…&lt;br /&gt;Hh…hh… wait me catch my breath…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello again, nice to meet you…&lt;br /&gt;What’s your name…?&lt;br /&gt;Can you go faster???&lt;br /&gt;Well I think I can!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hello again, nice to meet you&lt;br /&gt;What’s your name…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;……….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope we’ll fly like this forever…&lt;br /&gt;Promise me this will you…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;……….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, lets fly faster….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Catch the flying angel&lt;br 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