Friday, June 30, 2006

290606 -- 19.02

barusan kulihat busur indah sang pelangi
ditengahtengah gradasi langit yang menggelap ditelan malam

sendunya warnawarni berdiri diam sendiri
inginku melompat tinggi dan menghilang pergi bersamanya

2 comments:

ah said...

ngga boleh.. ntar ga ada yg ngomel sama gua..

Anonymous said...

If life is a river and your heart is a boat
And just like a water baby baby born to float
And if life is a wild wind that blows way on high
And your heart is Amelia dying to fly

And if life is a bar room in which we must wait
'Round the man with his fingers on the ivory gates
Where we sing until dawn of our fears and our fates
And we stack all the dead men in self addressed crates

In your eyes faint as the singing of a lark
That somehow this black night
Feels warmer for the spark
Warmer for the spark
To hold us 'til the day
When fear will lose it's grip
And heaven has its way

Heaven knows no frontiers
And I've seen heaven in your eyes