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stolen soul

My heart is jaded
Completely desolate inside
No longer feel alive

Depleted by negativity
Drained of all emotion
Impalpable to society
Always feeling like there is no place here for me

Now an isolated figure
so far away
Time has broken me
And plagued my memory

Detached from myself
Walking empty and alone
Soulless victim
Angel of misery



gugurnya tugu ilusi

Terhimpit pilu di dada,
Mengalir deras air mata,
Kala sepi terus melanda,
Sayu, pilu ku terasa...

Sewaktu dingin malam berlalu,
Bintang menjadi tempat mengadu,
Persoalan membelengu diri,
Duka menghiris hati ini.

Apakah memang ku bersalah?
Untuk memendam rasa cinta?
Adakah benar cinta yang ku alami?
Atau hanya sekadar ilusi?

Pabila ku hampir terlena,
Pelukan bayangmu yang ku rasa,
Alunan suaramu membisik sayu di telinga,
Lakaran wajahmu menghiasi mimpi indah...

Akan ku musnahkan tugu harapan,
Akan ku anggap kau sebagai teman,
Sekiranya kita berdua,
Tidak ditakdirkan bersama...



unanswered?

What has my lyfe morphed into?
I've been hurt,
Wounded ever so deeply.
But does anyone care?
You, you, or even you?
No, everybody's juz busy wit their lyfes.
Carin' for their own happiness,
Oblivious to the surrounding.
The fake, "I care for u!" phrase,
I'm tired of it all.
Just let me weep & cry in silence.
Let my heart bleed.
Coz it doesn't matter to u,
No it doesn't.
U dun even wonder y.
Do u?

Shattered,
Broken,
Hurt,
Tired,
Wounded,
Bruised,
Unanswered?

Wearin' a fake smile,
I enclosed the sadness in me..
I create lame jokes,
To liven up the joyness within me.
But does it really lasts long?
Am I that strong?
To hide how hurt I am?
Am I?

Leave me alone.
For all that matters now,
Im gonna be like u-
Ignorant to everytin'
It's no use to pretend that u care,
I'm dead.
Every hour & minute,
Is my death...



hanya untuk mu...

Tatkala bintang menemani bumi,
Memori dahulu ku kupas kembali.
Rindu pun bertandang,
Kemasyghulan menyelimuti hati...

Berbaring pada ambin kebingungan,
Aku menyelak tabir kenangan,
Mencari penamat beribu soalan...
"Mengapa? Mengapa? Aku gugup.

Seringkali bayangan mu diingati,
Kesyahduan menenggelami jiwa.
Aku dambakan belaian mu,
Tangan yang mengusap lembut dahiku...

Namun, semuanya telah ditelan waktu.
13 tahun sudah pun berlalu.
Kau telah lama pergi dan tidak mungkin kan kembali.
Aku mengerti, kau yang lebih disayangi...

Ayah, mungkinkah dikau sedang sentiasa
mendoakan puterimu ini?
Melihatku mengorak langkah ke alam dewasa...
Dari jendela istana abadimu disana?

Hanya dapat ku titip doa,
Diiringi jernih air mataku...
Semoga Tuhan menempatkanmu di tempat
orang-orang yang beriman.
Semoga jua Tuhan mencucuri rahmat keatas rohmu...
Amin.

prinsessa

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Monday, September 11, 2006

LIFE, HUMAN NATURE. PPLE JUZ CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF WAT THEY REALLY HAVE.


Yes, it's true. A good example is me. I should be happy havin' tat amount of clothes to wear. I shud be glad havin' a stable family. But why at times am I juz ain't satisfied with watever I own??? I juz can't understand....


Aniwaes, I'm actually feelin' rather sleepy now but I dun wanna waste the day, wakin' up to another new day. So, I switched on the comp and voila! and here is Syahida, typing all this out. I'm crapping, I noe.... =P...


Oh ya, I've been wanting to blog about tis matter actually. What's the BIG thing 'bout branded bags? Yeah, it's the quality, the price, the brand & bla, bla, bla. But, I wanna ask again, wat's the BIG thing 'bout tat bag NOW; when there's sooooo many imitations out there... No offence but look around u pple... Everywhere u go, u're bound to find sumbdy carrying tat "toot" bag. It has now become like the "pasar malam" bag. Admit it, most of us, wudn't even noe how to tell the diff btw an imitation & an original one. Even if u do know how to differentiate, u wudn't wanna stop at the sideways or anywhere else wen u spot sumbdy carryin' tat bag juz to scan it thoroughly. Ok, imagine this:


One day, u're walkin' around the market area and u saw an old lady wit ugly clothings on, carrying an original, branded bag. Next day, u're walking around town area and u saw a very fashionable lady carrying a fake, branded bag. I bet u tin' tat the old lady's bag is a fake and the fashionable lady had the original one. rite?


Not tat I'm jealous of pple carrying that bag. It's juz irritating & funny at the same time coz most of the pple go for the brand (by buying imitations of the bag) instead of quality wen in the 1st place, that bag was actually quality manufactured. To cut this short, pple should be original, dun spoil the market by sellin' or buyin' imitations. =)


K lah, wanna do sum sch projects. toodles.



neverending...


with love, syahida at 9/11/2006 11:51:00 PM

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