linesman itu sebenarnya bekas pekerja tnb

england 1-4 germany

hati patah
jiwa remuk

balik dengan kecewa.

sampai rumah jam 4.55, tolak pintu slow2,
taknak bagi orang jaga.
masuk rumah tengok bapak gua depan tv tengah tidur.

slow2 gua jalan tanak bagi dia jaga.
sampai meja, letak wallet henfon barang2 semua.

tiba-tiba

"yeahhh german menang.haha"

cis tak tidur lagi rupanya dia. saje buat2 tidur ayam.
gua sedikit geram.
gua membuka syarahan berbentuk membackup betapa second goal itu adalah turning point dan bagaimana match akan berubah sekiranya gol itu dikira.
dia mendengar sambil mata tertutup.
seolah2 tidak mendengar.
dia sokong german sebab dulu pernah duduk german.
cis betul alasan menyokong.haha
setelah memberi kira-kira 2 perenggan kenyataan membidas kemenangan german dan tentang gol kedua terbabit gua menuju ke tangga.

rasa mahu naik ke bilik.
sangat kecewa dengan kekalahan england.
hati hancur, luluh
mahu tidur dan lupakan segala-galanya sebentar
ceh lebih2 pula.

satu demi satu anak tangga dinaiki.
mungkin gua dah boleh lupakan kekecewaan ini.
mungkin bukan tahun mereka.
mungkin mereka main tak cukup bagus.
yeah gua dah move on.
dah takkan fikir lagi.

yeahhh move on


sampai depan bilik, gua nampak bilik mak gua lampu terbuka.
gua selak langsir jenguk


nampak mak gua,

"england kena belasah.hahahahahaha"




okay fine

unlocked me

grounded spirit,
imprisoned heart,

gone down the street to search for your soul

chained melody,
caged harmony,

gone above the sky to search for your music note,


searching for the keys,
to unlocked me.


when i found your melody,
your harmony,

my soul is freed.

day 3

john isner, nicolas mahut,

you guys are freak

III emulov evol

13 points lead counts for nothing

even though i hate the lakers,
i always thought that kobe is one fine player.
the best player on the planet at the moment.
when dwane wade wandering around during the summer,
kobe work his ass off in the gym.
when lebron james going around the world making money during the summer,
kobe practice his shooting at the staples center, like one crazy person.
and he is so damn focused that he even rejected chris rock, the funniest man on earth
haha.

so yeah, he deserves it.

congratulations LA for their title

boston will surely rebuild this coming season

-boston celtics fan

paul pierce rocks

sudah aku koyak mukasurat suka dari kamus.
ronyokkan dan lontar ke tong sampah,
tapi tak masuk.
tak terer baling.
lebih teruk dari perkins.

tapi masih ada sayang.

terus,aku koyak sayang.
ronyokkan dan sekali lagi lontar ke tong sampah.
nasib baik masuk kali ini.
aku dekatkan tong sampah dengan jarak 2 meter.

tapi masih ada cinta.

yang ini,
sungguhnya,
aku tak mampu koyak.
tak mampu ronyok.
tak mampu lontar.

tutup kamus.


sebetulnya,
aku langsung tak mampu sentuh itu.
langsung tak layak.


ps : kau ingat ade kobe, boleh menang senang. miahaha. its about teamwork. go celtics!

a woman

a woman,
is a creature of heart.
a creature that full with warm devotion and pleasant ardor.

a woman,
doesn't think like a man.
when walking with a man in a park,
a man will see it as simply a walk in a park,
but a woman might see it as a walk across the rainbow.
how beautiful and colorful was the journey.
when hanging out at a local restaurant around the town,
a man will see it as a simple date.
but not a woman,
a woman might see it as a dinner on the clouds,
how pleasurable and handsome was the date.

see,women,
they think differently,

no matter how complex they are,
a woman will always be,
a woman.

a fragile little creature made from love.

sea of love

you are a sea of love,
so full of affection and fondness.

i used to walk along the beach and just watch you from distance.
but one day, i went different direction,

i went closer.

and once i stepped in,
i dissolved in it.
your wave of tenderness pull me nearer and nearer to the centre.
i tried to swim back to the shore,
but it was too late,

you had brought me to the deepest part,

i had dissolved,
and totally drowned,

in you.

ecosystem

two different creature sitting side by side on a cable.
one is a bird and the other is a butterfly.
met coincidentally.
convened by fate, with a stroke of luck.
one is offering a feather,
in return of a promise.
a promise that they will meet there occasionally.
the other agreed.
takes the feather and flew away.
away
and away.

the poor little bird keep coming there,
hoping to meet the beautiful butterfly.
sit there, waiting.
waiting.
and waiting.

losing feather, losing hope.
losing faith, losing heart.

just fly away.
there are a lot of beautiful birds out there.
why must you crave for a butterfly.

quick update

the secret of love is love to love, not love to be loved back,
loving a person is already a happiness,
love doesn't need a happy ending, because love simply never end,
there is no need of holding hand, you just need to believe your heart,
and keep on loving.

coffee shop

i sit quietly at my favorite coffee shop,
staring at my coffee upon the table.
i placed a spoon into the cup,
and stir it properly.
wandering around and observes people.
there are a lot of couples in the coffee shop this morning.

you see,
some people said love is just like a coffee.
bitter and sweet at once.
the mixed contrary feeling shared the same cup.

and you see,
loyalty is just like a sugar.
you add them into coffee to make it sweeter.
some people just keep adding them.
well, adding too much sugar might cause you dearly.
being too loyal is a disease.

and then tolerance,
tolerance resembles a creamer.
you add them to balance it.
but see,
too much creamer will spoil the coffee.

see,
sipping a coffee need a technique,

you have to stir it properly,
not too quick, not too slow.
you have to sip it slowly and gently,
hold the cup and drink it little by little.
and the mixture of sugar and creamer must be right.

but there is a slight different between fall in love with a person and loving a person.
loving a person need a technique.
but fall in love,
well you don't really need one.



ps : saw too much coffees spilled away lately. its just sad. drink them people, do not waste them

poem by an african kid

When I born, I black
When I grow up, I black
When I go in Sun, I black
When I scared, I black
When I sick, I black
And when I die, I still black

And you white fellow
When you born, you pink
When you grow up, you white
When you go in sun, you red
When you cold, you blue
When you scared, you yellow
When you sick, you green
And when you die, you gray

And you calling me colored?

i have

a special secret pocket,
where i kept my favorite cookies.
one with,
extra crunch,
and extra sweet.

when i died, send me postcards to heaven.

when you decide to take my hand and fill the empty spaces between the fingers,
i can feel the rush of the warm blood beneath my skin.
the arteries are going wild.
the blood vessels freak out.
the sacred touch of your hand flows in the blood from my fingers right up to my chest.
the 4 chambers of my heart are beating and pumping your name ridiculously.
ridiculous and hard
i tried to deny this feeling.
but my body system can't.
my nerve send me weird impulses.
that made me smiled involuntarily.
and sometimes cried continuously.

ps : mungkin vistana tak perlu letak aircond sejuk bagai nak mati.

lucy's paper plane

Wild flowing fields
Photographs of paper planes
And you love me
Watching the sunrise
Pockets filled with forget-me-nots
That say you love me
All along, you were here to stay
Never noticed, till you said I love you on a paper plane
You said I love you on a paper plane
La la la la la la love
La la la la la la love
Cool blowing breeze
Lifts up my feet
To show me you love me
Large paper planes
Take you so far away
But I know you love me
All along, you were here to stay
Never noticed, till you said I love you on a paper plane
You said I love you on a paper plane
La la la la la la love
La la la la la la love
So for all that you do
I will send my lovin’ to you
Boy, you make me fly
Again, again, again
All along, you were here to stay
Never noticed, till you said I love you on a paper plane
You said I love you on a paper plane
La la la la la la love
La la la la la la love

for whom it may concern

ps : currently addicted to lucy schwartz and regina spektor erggghhhh

one of the points on my 'list to do before i go'

introduce two people who fall in love.

ahh

that would be just great.

wigan hebat

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kalau sebut banyak-banyak kali mungkin wigan boleh jadi betul2 hebat

-penyokong man u yang tak boleh terima kenyataan

Jerry Seinfeld

its amazing that
the amount of news that happen in the world everyday
always just exactly FITS the newspaper

white crayons

its the drawing of a beautiful evening scene.
what?
you can't see anything?
oh ya.
its because im using white crayon.

i feel for the white crayons.
nobody ever use them.
they often been left out.
people take them for granted.
they sit in their case, unnoticed, untouched.
they must be wondering why.
i bet they felt lonely.
its okay white crayons.
i understand how you feel,
lets be alone together.


note :
people just don't understand the importance of white in their life.
without white, all their expression is unseen.
the beauty of white is it makes other colour stand out.