<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52234735869078132</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 11 Sep 2024 05:56:19 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>poem</category><title>pocketbook-anna</title><description>My Poem</description><link>http://puisi-faryana.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><language>en-us</language><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle>My Poem</itunes:subtitle><itunes:owner><itunes:email>noreply@blogger.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52234735869078132.post-2653436176865019777</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 May 2009 17:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-19T00:11:41.498+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><title>A Text</title><description>&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPtOX5u5qRTproveC6PaVi_T6EnUBgITPSy37p6Wmxr-Rz1Qpo5yZ0IS71t7WUYhb5Mkr0xNmEJGhZqaxlK2kcRbL89ahkJ-JM7old2zSN5pbH0B6DT-rWQINzyFHUyAkTtq6jMoVkB_M/s1600-h/IMG_6393001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337211896393268834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPtOX5u5qRTproveC6PaVi_T6EnUBgITPSy37p6Wmxr-Rz1Qpo5yZ0IS71t7WUYhb5Mkr0xNmEJGhZqaxlK2kcRbL89ahkJ-JM7old2zSN5pbH0B6DT-rWQINzyFHUyAkTtq6jMoVkB_M/s400/IMG_6393001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's something that I want to say&lt;br /&gt;But I do not know what should I say&lt;br /&gt;So many of the steps that I&lt;br /&gt;So many stories that I experienced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write this sentence here,&lt;br /&gt;For someone who always smiled at me&lt;br /&gt;The text of a million have been beautifully graven&lt;br /&gt;But everything is only a word without realizing &lt;br /&gt;Who will smile for me now..&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quiet night and silent&lt;br /&gt;Why I am only able to hope&lt;br /&gt;Without feeling able to interpret the existing&lt;br /&gt;Who said this word -&lt;br /&gt;I still own the night in this tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I only can give in any posts of the same shape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time continues to pass so quickly&lt;br /&gt;In this walk, I feel myself different&lt;br /&gt;I do not know when to share all my&lt;br /&gt;In words that may not be meaningful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by :Anna&lt;br /&gt;potgrph : Anna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFPidT-Xaj-nKEjLLw-GkjDpNNqN2JB9I2-7KON0AOhgHS20kdo7Z_W8EBzgU_VdtvBUc5HHz4S3ETmrCL9zK0WOK6Q8CZ-BuQLi2LYRWfbP0cQhVXuuHxrsj_u0f5LEIRcKw4b1Y67Ds/s1600-h/IMG_6393002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337211800322050962" style="DISPLAY: block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiljP-_ZE4mnCbxi1LSwnboGKOPvAzshv1ES45nC-Rda3D84atwAAdVeoAEhoXl01hev06SoXFikwN1taRMKvaahOSIPgucZg3kpWSRYiMNobEu9_aqOkP9OPoQrtMU-sqTqdIeQNg-wOg/s400/IMG-3125.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336313464736569346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost don't believe&lt;br /&gt;running time without you&lt;br /&gt;not be culminate&lt;br /&gt;not to be on&lt;br /&gt;the fact if you have care &lt;br /&gt;Actually I can give you what you want &lt;br /&gt;But i can't give&lt;br /&gt;If that is the best option for you&lt;br /&gt;This Not to be one way..&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't fight back&lt;br /&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;Still remember you and still imagine&lt;br /&gt;don't forget to remember that&lt;br /&gt;memory in my heart will not ever down&lt;br /&gt;i'll talk with the grass &lt;br /&gt;and give know with sparkling stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;keep me in your dream&lt;br /&gt;and all the love that ever&lt;br /&gt;I'll kiss and dance with mirror &lt;br /&gt;when i dream soul about us&lt;br /&gt;I'll take this dance with desire&lt;br /&gt;make beautiful when it comes&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;However i'll be waiting&lt;br /&gt;although be not culminate&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwOdVGtD-sZAYZmRQ60yZIrp-dNavx1USNQSwjEo3ff1phHthwM0Iwx5SkLCj2sPK0C_I_plVTUhXaw1rWmXT63SKi2WAgcKThYjPYQOQB8rTbr-KYyGl6DMpIIBUljvmgpS3KQm18mgE/s1600-h/IMG-3121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwOdVGtD-sZAYZmRQ60yZIrp-dNavx1USNQSwjEo3ff1phHthwM0Iwx5SkLCj2sPK0C_I_plVTUhXaw1rWmXT63SKi2WAgcKThYjPYQOQB8rTbr-KYyGl6DMpIIBUljvmgpS3KQm18mgE/s400/IMG-3121.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336313144111277730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by :Anna&lt;br /&gt;potgrph : Anna&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://puisi-faryana.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-be-culminate.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiljP-_ZE4mnCbxi1LSwnboGKOPvAzshv1ES45nC-Rda3D84atwAAdVeoAEhoXl01hev06SoXFikwN1taRMKvaahOSIPgucZg3kpWSRYiMNobEu9_aqOkP9OPoQrtMU-sqTqdIeQNg-wOg/s72-c/IMG-3125.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52234735869078132.post-6498409292932945182</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 May 2009 02:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-02T22:32:43.524+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><title>Tell me</title><description>&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQFglXr-pRZv2Q9oOOg-jWY2B1GEt6VToGn_s653ya3qq89Ek6z1uv5K7QUBnBNEILRJ17k8UeHyyB8PvDAAirp-uwdTXFdws3gbQ-rghL2Pck1-NatPuUUnp_ZhDNeblR2KW_QgFZyoQ/s1600-h/senja+dibalik+dedaunan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331054588580714866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQFglXr-pRZv2Q9oOOg-jWY2B1GEt6VToGn_s653ya3qq89Ek6z1uv5K7QUBnBNEILRJ17k8UeHyyB8PvDAAirp-uwdTXFdws3gbQ-rghL2Pck1-NatPuUUnp_ZhDNeblR2KW_QgFZyoQ/s400/senja+dibalik+dedaunan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people say..&lt;br /&gt;"If you love somebody,&lt;br /&gt;you have to let that person go.."&lt;br /&gt;They say, the more you try to grasp sand on your palm,&lt;br /&gt;the sand will drop,&lt;br /&gt;but if you hold it loose,&lt;br /&gt;it will remain longer..&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends tell me to let you go,&lt;br /&gt;But my heart doesn't let me listen to them..&lt;br /&gt;To me, it's so difficult to let you go..&lt;br /&gt;to imagine a life without you..&lt;br /&gt;Tell me please..&lt;br /&gt;What should I do...?&lt;br /&gt;I feel so afraid..&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to wake in the morning to realize that,&lt;br /&gt;you are just a fading memory..&lt;br /&gt;and that you are not apart of my life anymore..&lt;br /&gt;I hate this pain&lt;br /&gt;I feel in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;you are the only person who can take it all away..&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me,&lt;br /&gt;since I'm completely lost..&lt;br /&gt;Tell me,&lt;br /&gt;how do I teach my heart&lt;br /&gt;to live without you..?&lt;br /&gt;to not love you...?&lt;br /&gt;By loosing you,&lt;br /&gt;I have lost a part of me..&lt;br /&gt;I've lost my love..&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a whole part of me is missing,&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;I feel so empty inside..&lt;br /&gt;My heart tells me,&lt;br /&gt;that someday things will change..&lt;br /&gt;Some day we'll be at least good friends..&lt;br /&gt;So now I let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;potgrph : anna&lt;/span&gt;</description><enclosure length="0" type="" url="http://www.000webhost.com/159211.html"/><link>http://puisi-faryana.blogspot.com/2009/05/tell-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQFglXr-pRZv2Q9oOOg-jWY2B1GEt6VToGn_s653ya3qq89Ek6z1uv5K7QUBnBNEILRJ17k8UeHyyB8PvDAAirp-uwdTXFdws3gbQ-rghL2Pck1-NatPuUUnp_ZhDNeblR2KW_QgFZyoQ/s72-c/senja+dibalik+dedaunan.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><itunes:explicit/><itunes:subtitle>Some people say.. "If you love somebody, you have to let that person go.." They say, the more you try to grasp sand on your palm, the sand will drop, but if you hold it loose, it will remain longer.. My friends tell me to let you go, But my heart doesn't let me listen to them.. To me, it's so difficult to let you go.. to imagine a life without you.. Tell me please.. What should I do...? I feel so afraid.. Afraid to wake in the morning to realize that, you are just a fading memory.. and that you are not apart of my life anymore.. I hate this pain I feel in my heart, you are the only person who can take it all away.. Please tell me, since I'm completely lost.. Tell me, how do I teach my heart to live without you..? to not love you...? By loosing you, I have lost a part of me.. I've lost my love.. I feel like a whole part of me is missing, and I feel so empty inside.. My heart tells me, that someday things will change.. Some day we'll be at least good friends.. So now I let you go potgrph : anna</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</itunes:author><itunes:summary>Some people say.. "If you love somebody, you have to let that person go.." They say, the more you try to grasp sand on your palm, the sand will drop, but if you hold it loose, it will remain longer.. My friends tell me to let you go, But my heart doesn't let me listen to them.. To me, it's so difficult to let you go.. to imagine a life without you.. Tell me please.. What should I do...? I feel so afraid.. Afraid to wake in the morning to realize that, you are just a fading memory.. and that you are not apart of my life anymore.. I hate this pain I feel in my heart, you are the only person who can take it all away.. Please tell me, since I'm completely lost.. Tell me, how do I teach my heart to live without you..? to not love you...? By loosing you, I have lost a part of me.. I've lost my love.. I feel like a whole part of me is missing, and I feel so empty inside.. My heart tells me, that someday things will change.. Some day we'll be at least good friends.. So now I let you go potgrph : anna</itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>poem</itunes:keywords></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52234735869078132.post-5923705381599677646</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2009 11:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-02T22:34:10.818+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><title>I hate to knit</title><description>&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMwWqbIYomlmF32bp22cJow3jCYhlt9Cwbwa3dvEVhkheuYGaOb8YIngFdfBKmZ9NHv4TiuOdryis4h4W-5cqNokNfhrsVjqKg8TnQy0g2QukVgmp6JUB8RB8aKRJamx0XgMOzONuQMHI/s1600-h/IMG_5791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324502329885941794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMwWqbIYomlmF32bp22cJow3jCYhlt9Cwbwa3dvEVhkheuYGaOb8YIngFdfBKmZ9NHv4TiuOdryis4h4W-5cqNokNfhrsVjqKg8TnQy0g2QukVgmp6JUB8RB8aKRJamx0XgMOzONuQMHI/s400/IMG_5791.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exuviate foliage during the day come&lt;br /&gt;Restless and trees sway&lt;br /&gt;Invite gloomy clouds float&lt;br /&gt;Solar wind have been tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still confused on the pitch before&lt;br /&gt;I started to write our destiny meet ?&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, I embed your heart&lt;br /&gt;Make a pod flower poems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I hate to knit&lt;br /&gt;But the thread is spun tighten heart&lt;br /&gt;If not with the beauty of my rope&lt;br /&gt;I will turn the day-not be bordered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned away, the impression I will look&lt;br /&gt;I breathe in the morning, the day I ran Tired&lt;br /&gt;Night here I was not tight-lipped&lt;br /&gt;My poems are longing for peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poem &amp;amp; photgrf by.Anna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><enclosure length="0" type="" url="http://www.000webhost.com/159211.html"/><link>http://puisi-faryana.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hate-to-knit.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMwWqbIYomlmF32bp22cJow3jCYhlt9Cwbwa3dvEVhkheuYGaOb8YIngFdfBKmZ9NHv4TiuOdryis4h4W-5cqNokNfhrsVjqKg8TnQy0g2QukVgmp6JUB8RB8aKRJamx0XgMOzONuQMHI/s72-c/IMG_5791.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><itunes:explicit/><itunes:subtitle>Exuviate foliage during the day come Restless and trees sway Invite gloomy clouds float Solar wind have been tired I am still confused on the pitch before I started to write our destiny meet ? Here, I embed your heart Make a pod flower poems While I hate to knit But the thread is spun tighten heart If not with the beauty of my rope I will turn the day-not be bordered I turned away, the impression I will look I breathe in the morning, the day I ran Tired Night here I was not tight-lipped My poems are longing for peace poem &amp;amp; photgrf by.Anna</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</itunes:author><itunes:summary>Exuviate foliage during the day come Restless and trees sway Invite gloomy clouds float Solar wind have been tired I am still confused on the pitch before I started to write our destiny meet ? Here, I embed your heart Make a pod flower poems While I hate to knit But the thread is spun tighten heart If not with the beauty of my rope I will turn the day-not be bordered I turned away, the impression I will look I breathe in the morning, the day I ran Tired Night here I was not tight-lipped My poems are longing for peace poem &amp;amp; photgrf by.Anna</itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>poem</itunes:keywords></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52234735869078132.post-3650816787221707955</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2009 16:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-02T22:35:46.651+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><title>Every little thought</title><description>&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuUV04OxVuV8bR_yZ-7oSLBjel3mdhNQ2L2hPkl9vvyupnKhqICh9aUz5K1__oXhluApJO-gpkSJcFtWN8HFt3A6AV_BqxW-YTflkcWQQGF3CQvPnUVBQykqoW9rrRqN0BHYXoKZ4y6Ak/s1600-h/IMG_5690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323471305140382594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuUV04OxVuV8bR_yZ-7oSLBjel3mdhNQ2L2hPkl9vvyupnKhqICh9aUz5K1__oXhluApJO-gpkSJcFtWN8HFt3A6AV_BqxW-YTflkcWQQGF3CQvPnUVBQykqoW9rrRqN0BHYXoKZ4y6Ak/s400/IMG_5690.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does my mind go when it’s quiet&lt;br /&gt;And the late of night folds darkness around me?&lt;br /&gt;Where do I wander when I dream&lt;br /&gt;And when I remember where I’ve gone?&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of you beside me, snuggled close&lt;br /&gt;Within my arms, your breath warm against me,&lt;br /&gt;Brings peace and comfort and enough love&lt;br /&gt;To get me through another cold and lonely day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams push reality back into the recesses of my mind&lt;br /&gt;To suffer through another day just like the last.&lt;br /&gt;Praying, wondering, hoping, fearing that it is just a dream&lt;br /&gt;And that life is really so cold. Or is reality a dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we are so far apart,&lt;br /&gt;Forever I feel you in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel so loved,&lt;br /&gt;Like feelings sent from Him above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of you My Dear,&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wish that you were here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and what I see,&lt;br /&gt;Is the man I long for to be with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every little thought of you,&lt;br /&gt;Makes me glad of who we did choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God from my heart,Though we are so far apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcU15oMLCwzJVP4c-rLra1KRto8PoCZLouLleLke94ozthQXjvks5_DVuFzcMr7HpOELvhud9HNCd-u-OBQnobB2tRdarY2KFnR-ndq9BAXpy8EHzc9tfr6qTBP0twfR_h8N9DVRbhjB0/s1600-h/IMG_5689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323471778687545858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcU15oMLCwzJVP4c-rLra1KRto8PoCZLouLleLke94ozthQXjvks5_DVuFzcMr7HpOELvhud9HNCd-u-OBQnobB2tRdarY2KFnR-ndq9BAXpy8EHzc9tfr6qTBP0twfR_h8N9DVRbhjB0/s400/IMG_5689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photogrph: Anna</description><enclosure length="0" type="" url="http://www.000webhost.com/159211.html"/><link>http://puisi-faryana.blogspot.com/2009/04/every-little-thought.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuUV04OxVuV8bR_yZ-7oSLBjel3mdhNQ2L2hPkl9vvyupnKhqICh9aUz5K1__oXhluApJO-gpkSJcFtWN8HFt3A6AV_BqxW-YTflkcWQQGF3CQvPnUVBQykqoW9rrRqN0BHYXoKZ4y6Ak/s72-c/IMG_5690.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><itunes:explicit/><itunes:subtitle>Where does my mind go when it’s quiet And the late of night folds darkness around me? Where do I wander when I dream And when I remember where I’ve gone? Thoughts of you beside me, snuggled close Within my arms, your breath warm against me, Brings peace and comfort and enough love To get me through another cold and lonely day. Dreams push reality back into the recesses of my mind To suffer through another day just like the last. Praying, wondering, hoping, fearing that it is just a dream And that life is really so cold. Or is reality a dream? Though we are so far apart, Forever I feel you in my heart. You make me feel so loved, Like feelings sent from Him above. Just the thought of you My Dear, Makes me wish that you were here. I close my eyes and what I see, Is the man I long for to be with me. Every little thought of you, Makes me glad of who we did choose. Thank you God from my heart,Though we are so far apart. photogrph: Anna</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</itunes:author><itunes:summary>Where does my mind go when it’s quiet And the late of night folds darkness around me? Where do I wander when I dream And when I remember where I’ve gone? Thoughts of you beside me, snuggled close Within my arms, your breath warm against me, Brings peace and comfort and enough love To get me through another cold and lonely day. Dreams push reality back into the recesses of my mind To suffer through another day just like the last. Praying, wondering, hoping, fearing that it is just a dream And that life is really so cold. Or is reality a dream? Though we are so far apart, Forever I feel you in my heart. You make me feel so loved, Like feelings sent from Him above. Just the thought of you My Dear, Makes me wish that you were here. I close my eyes and what I see, Is the man I long for to be with me. Every little thought of you, Makes me glad of who we did choose. Thank you God from my heart,Though we are so far apart. photogrph: Anna</itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>poem</itunes:keywords></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52234735869078132.post-4043619751407666396</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2009 16:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-02T22:36:24.322+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><title>will always care</title><description>&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTRyoaS7nzVeec2ltJ_8vrsIrTOmzBpoj5NQeR2R8sxKcNxAxMRDKL_EBY-AqH7gBMtJVxSYJmr-wAKbdbk-a8b6zSudN-taWeNXMKWl2OyaMGIz2inQKHRUjztXzWzl4DpHc_Ja_VVyo/s1600-h/IMG_5703i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323081887416471058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 327px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTRyoaS7nzVeec2ltJ_8vrsIrTOmzBpoj5NQeR2R8sxKcNxAxMRDKL_EBY-AqH7gBMtJVxSYJmr-wAKbdbk-a8b6zSudN-taWeNXMKWl2OyaMGIz2inQKHRUjztXzWzl4DpHc_Ja_VVyo/s400/IMG_5703i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To that Special Someone...&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting here for you...everyday and night&lt;br /&gt;Needing someone to hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;To cheer me up when i'm sad&lt;br /&gt;And make me smile when i'm Sad&lt;br /&gt;I need that someone that will always care&lt;br /&gt;Someone that will always be there&lt;br /&gt;Even when i'm right or wrong&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And always there to keep me strong&lt;br /&gt;Someone to show me there is no fear&lt;br /&gt;Someone always there and always near&lt;br /&gt;Always helping me to get me trough&lt;br /&gt;Someone there to say I Love you&lt;br /&gt;Someone to be there when i'm cold&lt;br /&gt;And always there for me to hold&lt;br /&gt;Someone there for me to think of&lt;br /&gt;Someone there to show me Love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photogrft :Anna</description><enclosure length="0" type="" url="http://www.000webhost.com/159211.html"/><link>http://puisi-faryana.blogspot.com/2009/04/will-always-care.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTRyoaS7nzVeec2ltJ_8vrsIrTOmzBpoj5NQeR2R8sxKcNxAxMRDKL_EBY-AqH7gBMtJVxSYJmr-wAKbdbk-a8b6zSudN-taWeNXMKWl2OyaMGIz2inQKHRUjztXzWzl4DpHc_Ja_VVyo/s72-c/IMG_5703i.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><itunes:explicit/><itunes:subtitle>To that Special Someone... I'm waiting here for you...everyday and night Needing someone to hold me tight To cheer me up when i'm sad And make me smile when i'm Sad I need that someone that will always care Someone that will always be there Even when i'm right or wrong And always there to keep me strong Someone to show me there is no fear Someone always there and always near Always helping me to get me trough Someone there to say I Love you Someone to be there when i'm cold And always there for me to hold Someone there for me to think of Someone there to show me Love... photogrft :Anna</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</itunes:author><itunes:summary>To that Special Someone... I'm waiting here for you...everyday and night Needing someone to hold me tight To cheer me up when i'm sad And make me smile when i'm Sad I need that someone that will always care Someone that will always be there Even when i'm right or wrong And always there to keep me strong Someone to show me there is no fear Someone always there and always near Always helping me to get me trough Someone there to say I Love you Someone to be there when i'm cold And always there for me to hold Someone there for me to think of Someone there to show me Love... photogrft :Anna</itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>poem</itunes:keywords></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52234735869078132.post-341524332907971366</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2009 16:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-02T22:36:56.518+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><title>Write from heart</title><description>&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb2_OTatXMd0FaEZ9fDnQNTh8oom2H31bQxsCr1-B-_gVZWmUuDut5wFPgctGwR00cQIvT39bR_ejB5-85HyjP34XHfdMyvlklI-FUUpgOPpSL-2TvgwBYRguvNAG2c-cTG2QSaM1y8sA/s1600-h/daundwe7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323050365853356018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 391px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb2_OTatXMd0FaEZ9fDnQNTh8oom2H31bQxsCr1-B-_gVZWmUuDut5wFPgctGwR00cQIvT39bR_ejB5-85HyjP34XHfdMyvlklI-FUUpgOPpSL-2TvgwBYRguvNAG2c-cTG2QSaM1y8sA/s400/daundwe7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’m Write from heart&lt;br /&gt;I’m Write from my soul&lt;br /&gt;My life began when we met,&lt;br /&gt;And will not end until we part.&lt;br /&gt;Hearing your voice keeps me alive,&lt;br /&gt;Until we meet again..&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mere thoughts of you lift my spirits,&lt;br /&gt;Drawing me into a world of love and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;Truly meant for each other,&lt;br /&gt;Not a fantasy nor distortion of reality,&lt;br /&gt;But a gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love means exposing your flesh and blood.&lt;br /&gt;Our love is a breath of fresh mountain air,&lt;br /&gt;Effortlessly giving, expanding slowly and patiently,&lt;br /&gt;A constant flow of passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our shadows blend slowly into one another,&lt;br /&gt;Forming a bond of pure friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Unselfish commitment for the purpose,&lt;br /&gt;Filling life with a sense of completeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow means so much,&lt;br /&gt;Because I have you today.&lt;br /&gt;Sharing your grace,&lt;br /&gt;A spiritual guidence into the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the ultimate gathering,&lt;br /&gt;A ride of peace and tranquility,&lt;br /&gt;Floating together into the holy land.&lt;br /&gt;Another life consumed with celestial love,&lt;br /&gt;I can’t imagine my life without you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by.Anna&lt;br /&gt;photogrft by Anna</description><enclosure length="0" type="" url="http://www.000webhost.com/159211.html"/><link>http://puisi-faryana.blogspot.com/2009/04/write-from-heart.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb2_OTatXMd0FaEZ9fDnQNTh8oom2H31bQxsCr1-B-_gVZWmUuDut5wFPgctGwR00cQIvT39bR_ejB5-85HyjP34XHfdMyvlklI-FUUpgOPpSL-2TvgwBYRguvNAG2c-cTG2QSaM1y8sA/s72-c/daundwe7.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><itunes:explicit/><itunes:subtitle>I’m Write from heart I’m Write from my soul My life began when we met, And will not end until we part. Hearing your voice keeps me alive, Until we meet again.. Mere thoughts of you lift my spirits, Drawing me into a world of love and laughter. Truly meant for each other, Not a fantasy nor distortion of reality, But a gift from God. Love means exposing your flesh and blood. Our love is a breath of fresh mountain air, Effortlessly giving, expanding slowly and patiently, A constant flow of passion. Our shadows blend slowly into one another, Forming a bond of pure friendship. Unselfish commitment for the purpose, Filling life with a sense of completeness. Tomorrow means so much, Because I have you today. Sharing your grace, A spiritual guidence into the heavens. Waiting for the ultimate gathering, A ride of peace and tranquility, Floating together into the holy land. Another life consumed with celestial love, I can’t imagine my life without you by.Anna photogrft by Anna</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</itunes:author><itunes:summary>I’m Write from heart I’m Write from my soul My life began when we met, And will not end until we part. Hearing your voice keeps me alive, Until we meet again.. Mere thoughts of you lift my spirits, Drawing me into a world of love and laughter. Truly meant for each other, Not a fantasy nor distortion of reality, But a gift from God. Love means exposing your flesh and blood. Our love is a breath of fresh mountain air, Effortlessly giving, expanding slowly and patiently, A constant flow of passion. Our shadows blend slowly into one another, Forming a bond of pure friendship. Unselfish commitment for the purpose, Filling life with a sense of completeness. Tomorrow means so much, Because I have you today. Sharing your grace, A spiritual guidence into the heavens. Waiting for the ultimate gathering, A ride of peace and tranquility, Floating together into the holy land. Another life consumed with celestial love, I can’t imagine my life without you by.Anna photogrft by Anna</itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>poem</itunes:keywords></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52234735869078132.post-636324467461909134</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2009 03:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-02T22:37:49.805+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><title>This is Life</title><description>&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUGzyBgs590f7luRDA-EpByqHgTuxt0Mjka7XSgMhEWsfBJbQ4bDpGnFpV0PbkxOEfcfDto8OQCCeaH-EFKHqokQHO2sbV43JJl82OJ4sgQo5CvmBtNrL7XxduIpXX84UFMER4vtfE5Po/s1600-h/IMG_456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322155076138976386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUGzyBgs590f7luRDA-EpByqHgTuxt0Mjka7XSgMhEWsfBJbQ4bDpGnFpV0PbkxOEfcfDto8OQCCeaH-EFKHqokQHO2sbV43JJl82OJ4sgQo5CvmBtNrL7XxduIpXX84UFMER4vtfE5Po/s400/IMG_456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My search for the dream in the night&lt;br /&gt;Stars winking with overseeing of rays&lt;br /&gt;The moon impish smile and wave&lt;br /&gt;the wind Greeting for blow grass and twig&lt;br /&gt;I am tired to wait to morning come and fall asleep without any dreams &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the sun still swinging in the roof of sky,&lt;br /&gt;Opening the dark curtain, cast out stars and the moon&lt;br /&gt;Wind thaw of his life to the morning refresh&lt;br /&gt;And the sun while also talking to its diamond stud&lt;br /&gt;He talked about how beautiful life by giving.&lt;br /&gt;That is the weak side of human beings have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time rattle with honest&lt;br /&gt;Because the promise of the steps&lt;br /&gt;To not back or forward too quickly&lt;br /&gt;Today, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Promise to always accompany the universe&lt;br /&gt;Knock and the door of the human conscience&lt;br /&gt;To always remember, that the promise will stop&lt;br /&gt;To reach the tomb only natural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's only said this reward from God ..&lt;br /&gt;Time to give your breath and think&lt;br /&gt;Use your life with my time with careful&lt;br /&gt;Time for you and walk to choice&lt;br /&gt;This is Life for future &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;div&gt;by Anna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><enclosure length="0" type="" url="http://www.000webhost.com/159211.html"/><link>http://puisi-faryana.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUGzyBgs590f7luRDA-EpByqHgTuxt0Mjka7XSgMhEWsfBJbQ4bDpGnFpV0PbkxOEfcfDto8OQCCeaH-EFKHqokQHO2sbV43JJl82OJ4sgQo5CvmBtNrL7XxduIpXX84UFMER4vtfE5Po/s72-c/IMG_456.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><itunes:explicit/><itunes:subtitle>My search for the dream in the night Stars winking with overseeing of rays The moon impish smile and wave the wind Greeting for blow grass and twig I am tired to wait to morning come and fall asleep without any dreams When the sun still swinging in the roof of sky, Opening the dark curtain, cast out stars and the moon Wind thaw of his life to the morning refresh And the sun while also talking to its diamond stud He talked about how beautiful life by giving. That is the weak side of human beings have. Time rattle with honest Because the promise of the steps To not back or forward too quickly Today, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow Promise to always accompany the universe Knock and the door of the human conscience To always remember, that the promise will stop To reach the tomb only natural He's only said this reward from God .. Time to give your breath and think Use your life with my time with careful Time for you and walk to choice This is Life for future by Anna</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</itunes:author><itunes:summary>My search for the dream in the night Stars winking with overseeing of rays The moon impish smile and wave the wind Greeting for blow grass and twig I am tired to wait to morning come and fall asleep without any dreams When the sun still swinging in the roof of sky, Opening the dark curtain, cast out stars and the moon Wind thaw of his life to the morning refresh And the sun while also talking to its diamond stud He talked about how beautiful life by giving. That is the weak side of human beings have. Time rattle with honest Because the promise of the steps To not back or forward too quickly Today, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow Promise to always accompany the universe Knock and the door of the human conscience To always remember, that the promise will stop To reach the tomb only natural He's only said this reward from God .. Time to give your breath and think Use your life with my time with careful Time for you and walk to choice This is Life for future by Anna</itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>poem</itunes:keywords></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52234735869078132.post-8430301289208570234</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Apr 2009 23:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-02T22:38:21.642+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><title>iris has not been broken</title><description>&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeTikJ40CeyjY7-j_z354A7D8ADGDhKtrSjrP3-YFRtFoYciH8TwuOpjGkVPq9QQsXKR_1DQNF0JPmcjTDs7Sne3KlLBeerfN-_gFIUFmFEP7jVUbSCve254TgzLQGgpYfY8iNjK9Y5ww/s1600-h/IMG-3257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320622510725364274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeTikJ40CeyjY7-j_z354A7D8ADGDhKtrSjrP3-YFRtFoYciH8TwuOpjGkVPq9QQsXKR_1DQNF0JPmcjTDs7Sne3KlLBeerfN-_gFIUFmFEP7jVUbSCve254TgzLQGgpYfY8iNjK9Y5ww/s400/IMG-3257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;iris has not been broken&lt;br /&gt;I step over to walk with iris&lt;br /&gt;cloud touches my body&lt;br /&gt;and residual moisture of rains kiss my skin&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the drops play in the heart&lt;br /&gt;with gull-gull and the restless sigh&lt;br /&gt;iris has not been broken&lt;br /&gt;and I am not tired to dancing&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also does not confuse, becouse there is no worry&lt;br /&gt;I set the time with the iris&lt;br /&gt;above to the sky does not fell sadness&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow I may not come again&lt;br /&gt;to speak for briefly greet the sun&lt;br /&gt;to wipe sweat rain and bring home the iris&lt;br /&gt;and now...&lt;br /&gt;wind are not to breathe&lt;br /&gt;he put to bed tired at the boat dock&lt;br /&gt;will not until a century he must still here&lt;br /&gt;kind restless and depressed&lt;br /&gt;you just step forward&lt;br /&gt;because I just want to dance on the iris&lt;br /&gt;together in days that I will not saturate&lt;br /&gt;accompany poems and string a flower sheath&lt;br /&gt;to reach dew in morning light with sunlight&lt;br /&gt;but here i'm with dews on leaf without flowers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by.Anna&lt;br /&gt;photo taken by AnnaFaryana</description><enclosure length="0" type="" url="http://www.000webhost.com/159211.html"/><link>http://puisi-faryana.blogspot.com/2009/04/iris-has-not-been-broken.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeTikJ40CeyjY7-j_z354A7D8ADGDhKtrSjrP3-YFRtFoYciH8TwuOpjGkVPq9QQsXKR_1DQNF0JPmcjTDs7Sne3KlLBeerfN-_gFIUFmFEP7jVUbSCve254TgzLQGgpYfY8iNjK9Y5ww/s72-c/IMG-3257.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total><itunes:explicit/><itunes:subtitle>iris has not been broken I step over to walk with iris cloud touches my body and residual moisture of rains kiss my skin the rest of the drops play in the heart with gull-gull and the restless sigh iris has not been broken and I am not tired to dancing also does not confuse, becouse there is no worry I set the time with the iris above to the sky does not fell sadness tomorrow I may not come again to speak for briefly greet the sun to wipe sweat rain and bring home the iris and now... wind are not to breathe he put to bed tired at the boat dock will not until a century he must still here kind restless and depressed you just step forward because I just want to dance on the iris together in days that I will not saturate accompany poems and string a flower sheath to reach dew in morning light with sunlight but here i'm with dews on leaf without flowers by.Anna photo taken by AnnaFaryana</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</itunes:author><itunes:summary>iris has not been broken I step over to walk with iris cloud touches my body and residual moisture of rains kiss my skin the rest of the drops play in the heart with gull-gull and the restless sigh iris has not been broken and I am not tired to dancing also does not confuse, becouse there is no worry I set the time with the iris above to the sky does not fell sadness tomorrow I may not come again to speak for briefly greet the sun to wipe sweat rain and bring home the iris and now... wind are not to breathe he put to bed tired at the boat dock will not until a century he must still here kind restless and depressed you just step forward because I just want to dance on the iris together in days that I will not saturate accompany poems and string a flower sheath to reach dew in morning light with sunlight but here i'm with dews on leaf without flowers by.Anna photo taken by AnnaFaryana</itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>poem</itunes:keywords></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52234735869078132.post-5300590512528458130</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Mar 2009 16:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-02T22:39:19.156+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><title>A Diary</title><description>&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBlbDZ5xg_Ob6_bvs4JLgtS6nWSAOLngmwKiqe7hkjX0OzRnHeLZqgRFqplLbVzTt793fOD_clLU5KXvDd-7IGUJI8HnDkFJ8FrCnKT6__G3-wlkd63-LlIyOG2xtwVy6f4j1IjTeGesw/s1600-h/eyeeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317919296847640930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBlbDZ5xg_Ob6_bvs4JLgtS6nWSAOLngmwKiqe7hkjX0OzRnHeLZqgRFqplLbVzTt793fOD_clLU5KXvDd-7IGUJI8HnDkFJ8FrCnKT6__G3-wlkd63-LlIyOG2xtwVy6f4j1IjTeGesw/s400/eyeeee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Diary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so afraid to read it,&lt;br /&gt;when in it is full of love&lt;br /&gt;How might, if I am wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I misread the words&lt;br /&gt;That you write in a diary&lt;br /&gt;Have you pour all&lt;br /&gt;more than one page&lt;br /&gt;Really all that is written in it?&lt;br /&gt;I live in the falsity&lt;br /&gt;And now I received the book from you&lt;br /&gt;But I can not read it, not today&lt;br /&gt;Until the day by day pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you feel about me&lt;br /&gt;Are you thinking about me and love&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you come&lt;br /&gt;And meet here&lt;br /&gt;Are all of you write in the book&lt;br /&gt;Is the meaning of it all&lt;br /&gt;Or just want to make happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by.AnnaFaryana&lt;/span&gt;</description><enclosure length="0" type="" url="http://www.000webhost.com/159211.html"/><link>http://puisi-faryana.blogspot.com/2009/03/diary.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBlbDZ5xg_Ob6_bvs4JLgtS6nWSAOLngmwKiqe7hkjX0OzRnHeLZqgRFqplLbVzTt793fOD_clLU5KXvDd-7IGUJI8HnDkFJ8FrCnKT6__G3-wlkd63-LlIyOG2xtwVy6f4j1IjTeGesw/s72-c/eyeeee.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total><itunes:explicit/><itunes:subtitle>A Diary I am so afraid to read it, when in it is full of love How might, if I am wrong Perhaps I misread the words That you write in a diary Have you pour all more than one page Really all that is written in it? I live in the falsity And now I received the book from you But I can not read it, not today Until the day by day pass What you feel about me Are you thinking about me and love Why don't you come And meet here Are all of you write in the book Is the meaning of it all Or just want to make happy by.AnnaFaryana</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</itunes:author><itunes:summary>A Diary I am so afraid to read it, when in it is full of love How might, if I am wrong Perhaps I misread the words That you write in a diary Have you pour all more than one page Really all that is written in it? I live in the falsity And now I received the book from you But I can not read it, not today Until the day by day pass What you feel about me Are you thinking about me and love Why don't you come And meet here Are all of you write in the book Is the meaning of it all Or just want to make happy by.AnnaFaryana</itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>poem</itunes:keywords></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52234735869078132.post-5340923600280347349</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Mar 2009 15:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-02T22:39:42.873+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><title>The Romance of life</title><description>&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8EPK8Gy7Oqoecfn6mdVUDHEvXBlnm4A1Iv6pqyyhmVnXoQ_hQoUBY_AcERTaKtaSRXBWl8GzAj1UxcbCbrhewEJOcCWNT1TYQLD_eZ6BtfLPVYEjhN9Cu3N97pGITiAgyU6_6rIP_0jY/s1600-h/dew&amp;amp;beuty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315296082571954850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 401px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8EPK8Gy7Oqoecfn6mdVUDHEvXBlnm4A1Iv6pqyyhmVnXoQ_hQoUBY_AcERTaKtaSRXBWl8GzAj1UxcbCbrhewEJOcCWNT1TYQLD_eZ6BtfLPVYEjhN9Cu3N97pGITiAgyU6_6rIP_0jY/s400/dew&amp;beuty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When the morning comes, dusk was gone &lt;div align="left"&gt;When the night greet, the sun come willing replace &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;trought dew of the morning&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt; to welcome presence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Change the color of life on the soul and mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;During the breath is still there in the cavity life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;will starfish created in step trail footbridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Each man separated from changes ever&lt;br /&gt;Strain day never visible &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Pitapat of laughter, weeping intimate, moan and sigh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;What the series of interest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Will not look beautiful when displayed without the leaf blade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Lifestyle levy each time look so that each degree &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;The extent to seen as a part of life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;To the degree that the parcel is in conscience &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;When steps have been created &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;There are romansa life in all movements&lt;br /&gt;Create a live episode into memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;When memories appear in the shadow of the past &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Heart, soul, mind and cut the throne &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;When pain is a faithful friend step &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;No one is useless in the victimization &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;He is the biggest achievement of the word soul&lt;br /&gt;It does not establish that personal self - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Able to provide all&lt;br /&gt;by.Anna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><enclosure length="0" type="" url="http://www.000webhost.com/159211.html"/><link>http://puisi-faryana.blogspot.com/2009/03/romance-of-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8EPK8Gy7Oqoecfn6mdVUDHEvXBlnm4A1Iv6pqyyhmVnXoQ_hQoUBY_AcERTaKtaSRXBWl8GzAj1UxcbCbrhewEJOcCWNT1TYQLD_eZ6BtfLPVYEjhN9Cu3N97pGITiAgyU6_6rIP_0jY/s72-c/dew&amp;beuty.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><itunes:explicit/><itunes:subtitle>When the morning comes, dusk was gone When the night greet, the sun come willing replace trought dew of the morning to welcome presenceChange the color of life on the soul and mind During the breath is still there in the cavity life will starfish created in step trail footbridge Each man separated from changes ever Strain day never visible Pitapat of laughter, weeping intimate, moan and sigh What the series of interest Will not look beautiful when displayed without the leaf blade Lifestyle levy each time look so that each degree The extent to seen as a part of life To the degree that the parcel is in conscience When steps have been created There are romansa life in all movements Create a live episode into memories When memories appear in the shadow of the past Heart, soul, mind and cut the throne When pain is a faithful friend step No one is useless in the victimization He is the biggest achievement of the word soul It does not establish that personal self - Able to provide all by.Anna</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</itunes:author><itunes:summary>When the morning comes, dusk was gone When the night greet, the sun come willing replace trought dew of the morning to welcome presenceChange the color of life on the soul and mind During the breath is still there in the cavity life will starfish created in step trail footbridge Each man separated from changes ever Strain day never visible Pitapat of laughter, weeping intimate, moan and sigh What the series of interest Will not look beautiful when displayed without the leaf blade Lifestyle levy each time look so that each degree The extent to seen as a part of life To the degree that the parcel is in conscience When steps have been created There are romansa life in all movements Create a live episode into memories When memories appear in the shadow of the past Heart, soul, mind and cut the throne When pain is a faithful friend step No one is useless in the victimization He is the biggest achievement of the word soul It does not establish that personal self - Able to provide all by.Anna</itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>poem</itunes:keywords></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52234735869078132.post-6928560375802909470</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2009 20:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-02T22:42:06.374+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><title>Forever</title><description>&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4a_pjKVWeLT877vHjfFHw99wPQy-8HxYTmOEtz9u3fdeDpiPWYmVKZHGF54UjhPK_3G2ERy2bB2KPU7tMzfZvUcBgqdKnEEu_gAdPYDdduT0wT5YanIYfR7uA3__fEM-l3iRTkzgvR18/s1600-h/lamp+live.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314641633264632994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4a_pjKVWeLT877vHjfFHw99wPQy-8HxYTmOEtz9u3fdeDpiPWYmVKZHGF54UjhPK_3G2ERy2bB2KPU7tMzfZvUcBgqdKnEEu_gAdPYDdduT0wT5YanIYfR7uA3__fEM-l3iRTkzgvR18/s400/lamp+live.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I’m describe my hair&lt;br /&gt;But Rattle as if my heart tired&lt;br /&gt;Do not you do that again&lt;br /&gt;If not yourself &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who else for me this in this life&lt;br /&gt;I still can not afford to simply&lt;br /&gt;Can’t pretend rigid&lt;br /&gt;Also not yesterday not tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to pass you&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening I’m thinking about you&lt;br /&gt;At that time we found identity&lt;br /&gt;I won’t to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;In the love of all&lt;br /&gt;Will not release&lt;br /&gt;Forever&lt;br /&gt;This evening I’m thinking about you&lt;br /&gt;At the start of the busy&lt;br /&gt;At dawn we dream&lt;br /&gt;Our future full of hope&lt;br /&gt;Feeling full of love&lt;br /&gt;Uncontrollable&lt;br /&gt;I will surely find the happy end&lt;br /&gt;I Love you&lt;br /&gt;Forever and one&lt;br /&gt;This evening I will be yours&lt;br /&gt;Poem. By.Anna&lt;br /&gt;pic.taken by AnnaFaryana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;</description><enclosure length="0" type="" url="http://www.000webhost.com/159211.html"/><link>http://puisi-faryana.blogspot.com/2009/03/forever.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4a_pjKVWeLT877vHjfFHw99wPQy-8HxYTmOEtz9u3fdeDpiPWYmVKZHGF54UjhPK_3G2ERy2bB2KPU7tMzfZvUcBgqdKnEEu_gAdPYDdduT0wT5YanIYfR7uA3__fEM-l3iRTkzgvR18/s72-c/lamp+live.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total><itunes:explicit/><itunes:subtitle>I’m describe my hair But Rattle as if my heart tired Do not you do that again If not yourself Who else for me this in this life I still can not afford to simply Can’t pretend rigid Also not yesterday not tomorrow I do not want to pass you This evening I’m thinking about you At that time we found identity I won’t to say goodbye In the love of all Will not release Forever This evening I’m thinking about you At the start of the busy At dawn we dream Our future full of hope Feeling full of love Uncontrollable I will surely find the happy end I Love you Forever and one This evening I will be yours Poem. By.Anna pic.taken by AnnaFaryana</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</itunes:author><itunes:summary>I’m describe my hair But Rattle as if my heart tired Do not you do that again If not yourself Who else for me this in this life I still can not afford to simply Can’t pretend rigid Also not yesterday not tomorrow I do not want to pass you This evening I’m thinking about you At that time we found identity I won’t to say goodbye In the love of all Will not release Forever This evening I’m thinking about you At the start of the busy At dawn we dream Our future full of hope Feeling full of love Uncontrollable I will surely find the happy end I Love you Forever and one This evening I will be yours Poem. By.Anna pic.taken by AnnaFaryana</itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>poem</itunes:keywords></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52234735869078132.post-7364598802420193631</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2009 06:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-02T22:42:39.334+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><title>Before the morning light</title><description>&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkIzNfXAZp7KAat8Vc6B5x3vWBo5jf0Quw-QO_hgTdUNFqcD5Mhb7oUJNB4DIeg50FkqDfpvYORzdlQfq3sznk8gHkEK9xQ7elw7K2ONi1TqG-wbnrnD2nSxlQK5qWJL6tkLDXIcBo95k/s1600-h/IMG_52264005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314418910584838514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkIzNfXAZp7KAat8Vc6B5x3vWBo5jf0Quw-QO_hgTdUNFqcD5Mhb7oUJNB4DIeg50FkqDfpvYORzdlQfq3sznk8gHkEK9xQ7elw7K2ONi1TqG-wbnrnD2nSxlQK5qWJL6tkLDXIcBo95k/s400/IMG_52264005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to revolve the wheel of life&lt;br /&gt;A heart pine&lt;br /&gt;The singing voice of the soul&lt;br /&gt;And the night full of dream&lt;br /&gt;silent because the story &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tomorrow will give me up&lt;br /&gt;The future is visible&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes and see the glory&lt;br /&gt;In the circle of life&lt;br /&gt;See end of story&lt;br /&gt;Come with me in the morning light&lt;br /&gt;Rays from the sun of the sea waves&lt;br /&gt;Thats amazing look&lt;br /&gt;I see, but never feel&lt;br /&gt;Like Sow the seed of life&lt;br /&gt;Coloring myfeelings&lt;br /&gt;Before the world was born&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes and see the glory that&lt;br /&gt;See end of story in the circle of life&lt;br /&gt;Come with me before the morning light&lt;br /&gt;by.Anna&lt;/span&gt;</description><enclosure length="0" type="" url="http://www.000webhost.com/159211.html"/><link>http://puisi-faryana.blogspot.com/2009/03/before-morning-light.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkIzNfXAZp7KAat8Vc6B5x3vWBo5jf0Quw-QO_hgTdUNFqcD5Mhb7oUJNB4DIeg50FkqDfpvYORzdlQfq3sznk8gHkEK9xQ7elw7K2ONi1TqG-wbnrnD2nSxlQK5qWJL6tkLDXIcBo95k/s72-c/IMG_52264005.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><itunes:explicit/><itunes:subtitle>How to revolve the wheel of life A heart pine The singing voice of the soul And the night full of dream silent because the story But tomorrow will give me up The future is visible Open your eyes and see the glory In the circle of life See end of story Come with me in the morning light Rays from the sun of the sea waves Thats amazing look I see, but never feel Like Sow the seed of life Coloring myfeelings Before the world was born Open your eyes and see the glory that See end of story in the circle of life Come with me before the morning light by.Anna</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</itunes:author><itunes:summary>How to revolve the wheel of life A heart pine The singing voice of the soul And the night full of dream silent because the story But tomorrow will give me up The future is visible Open your eyes and see the glory In the circle of life See end of story Come with me in the morning light Rays from the sun of the sea waves Thats amazing look I see, but never feel Like Sow the seed of life Coloring myfeelings Before the world was born Open your eyes and see the glory that See end of story in the circle of life Come with me before the morning light by.Anna</itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>poem</itunes:keywords></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52234735869078132.post-8823020241023861910</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Mar 2009 16:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-02T22:43:10.250+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><title>Green grass</title><description>&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg32y-gTLBYDRMX1UCZlD0ju-Xhzy9bBdFp9AG93uWb9h1bSR_m7Pkvv2dxU1m62IdaAns90QDwSdkphPkbV0IO9DFxb4ENdSqi7PcvPxXCnNZYlfuaKONu2SHbf3gO-QUymfF7KInTTeo/s1600-h/greengrrasss001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312353667618258594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg32y-gTLBYDRMX1UCZlD0ju-Xhzy9bBdFp9AG93uWb9h1bSR_m7Pkvv2dxU1m62IdaAns90QDwSdkphPkbV0IO9DFxb4ENdSqi7PcvPxXCnNZYlfuaKONu2SHbf3gO-QUymfF7KInTTeo/s400/greengrrasss001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the green carpet in morning time&lt;br /&gt;With the sky full of dreams&lt;br /&gt;Morning keep the sail&lt;br /&gt;I danced with the green grass&lt;br /&gt;For the moment I feel the tranquility&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I roam alone in the top grass&lt;br /&gt;Where one of them miss&lt;br /&gt;They’r life of the unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I give to remember that heaven&lt;br /&gt;At the end I take my breath, I know what I see&lt;br /&gt;I hear you calling me&lt;br /&gt;Will have a green pasture&lt;br /&gt;Waiting me forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhhh….Bring me to the green carpet&lt;br /&gt;With condensed vapor in morning&lt;br /&gt;Where is the wind blowing&lt;br /&gt;Like Peace is never end&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the green carpet grass&lt;br /&gt;I will thinking about you&lt;br /&gt;by.Anna&lt;/span&gt;</description><enclosure length="0" type="" url="http://www.000webhost.com/159211.html"/><link>http://puisi-faryana.blogspot.com/2009/03/green-grass.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg32y-gTLBYDRMX1UCZlD0ju-Xhzy9bBdFp9AG93uWb9h1bSR_m7Pkvv2dxU1m62IdaAns90QDwSdkphPkbV0IO9DFxb4ENdSqi7PcvPxXCnNZYlfuaKONu2SHbf3gO-QUymfF7KInTTeo/s72-c/greengrrasss001.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><itunes:explicit/><itunes:subtitle>I see the green carpet in morning time With the sky full of dreams Morning keep the sail I danced with the green grass For the moment I feel the tranquility I roam alone in the top grass Where one of them miss They’r life of the unknown What can I give to remember that heaven At the end I take my breath, I know what I see I hear you calling me Will have a green pasture Waiting me forever Hhhh….Bring me to the green carpet With condensed vapor in morning Where is the wind blowing Like Peace is never end Take me to the green carpet grass I will thinking about you by.Anna</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</itunes:author><itunes:summary>I see the green carpet in morning time With the sky full of dreams Morning keep the sail I danced with the green grass For the moment I feel the tranquility I roam alone in the top grass Where one of them miss They’r life of the unknown What can I give to remember that heaven At the end I take my breath, I know what I see I hear you calling me Will have a green pasture Waiting me forever Hhhh….Bring me to the green carpet With condensed vapor in morning Where is the wind blowing Like Peace is never end Take me to the green carpet grass I will thinking about you by.Anna</itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>poem</itunes:keywords></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52234735869078132.post-9138760070098403590</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Mar 2009 01:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-01T11:14:42.846+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><title>Will always</title><description>&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzpHwhm90Fa__9buY-s0wJc8FluHe1wYKbRWeqio4ur8M2DEcGZOzOGWUDzHCCDyq6zCsaqdXXn8kMH6MU5qi8yuY-UvtkqBb5agDIKChyphenhyphen0W9o-Te3tQMTXxan_LynkUTDu0CjgagTAzA/s1600-h/thinkUUUU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309512777395047474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzpHwhm90Fa__9buY-s0wJc8FluHe1wYKbRWeqio4ur8M2DEcGZOzOGWUDzHCCDyq6zCsaqdXXn8kMH6MU5qi8yuY-UvtkqBb5agDIKChyphenhyphen0W9o-Te3tQMTXxan_LynkUTDu0CjgagTAzA/s320/thinkUUUU.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset has completed a day&lt;br /&gt;I left here and ask&lt;br /&gt;Is this the end?&lt;br /&gt;One word for the end&lt;br /&gt;Night and twilight switch have to go&lt;br /&gt;I left here and brood&lt;br /&gt;Is this correct? &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I actually for the way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the wind between the first my wing&lt;br /&gt;learned how to fly&lt;br /&gt;I live with many things&lt;br /&gt;How this can ‘end&lt;br /&gt;I'll never say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I am yours forever&lt;br /&gt;I will always be yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our love first one, you are everything,&lt;br /&gt;You are the only&lt;br /&gt;Future full of hope&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can prevent us&lt;br /&gt;But dreams can change, no shadow of collapse&lt;br /&gt;I feel very lonely&lt;br /&gt;I can walk through the rays&lt;br /&gt;For one more day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the world in my life&lt;br /&gt;accompaned to remain free&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel warm in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Your heart is for me&lt;br /&gt;And my heart too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I am yours forever&lt;br /&gt;I will always be yours&lt;br /&gt;My heart wont missing&lt;br /&gt;You're always the only one for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was facing east&lt;br /&gt;I do see the dawn&lt;br /&gt;But darkness will come after ray&lt;br /&gt;When I was facing west&lt;br /&gt;Silence night hide everything&lt;br /&gt;When the light walk with bright&lt;br /&gt;I’ll always beside you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by.Anna&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://puisi-faryana.blogspot.com/2009/03/will-always.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzpHwhm90Fa__9buY-s0wJc8FluHe1wYKbRWeqio4ur8M2DEcGZOzOGWUDzHCCDyq6zCsaqdXXn8kMH6MU5qi8yuY-UvtkqBb5agDIKChyphenhyphen0W9o-Te3tQMTXxan_LynkUTDu0CjgagTAzA/s72-c/thinkUUUU.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52234735869078132.post-6261820992359579342</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Mar 2009 01:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-02T22:43:30.490+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><title>different soul</title><description>&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfE_XcVta15eaULmIfHTYnzwUfcQDeEMY7N8_olX0F6crFOeNQ5wDoG0Q-R8Hn8377uIdU9NSefPr5ln-xXTLhpU9HYth8mU0oyhGRmsmOGz3lgz014wkTay1qWAM1nFtLibKaDXlWum8/s1600-h/IMG_52263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309137128226854802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfE_XcVta15eaULmIfHTYnzwUfcQDeEMY7N8_olX0F6crFOeNQ5wDoG0Q-R8Hn8377uIdU9NSefPr5ln-xXTLhpU9HYth8mU0oyhGRmsmOGz3lgz014wkTay1qWAM1nFtLibKaDXlWum8/s320/IMG_52263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At sunset, providing cession of soul&lt;br /&gt;At sunset, providing color in the dawn twilight&lt;br /&gt;I speak with my heart&lt;br /&gt;my want so many, so many desire&lt;br /&gt;Something right, don't want to have deathless&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something living, life has not involved itself&lt;br /&gt;Opposition, but far from the pure water&lt;br /&gt;I am not aware of this songbook&lt;br /&gt;I do not know when I want to settle&lt;br /&gt;just close a moment of my eyes for my dream&lt;br /&gt;Moment in the sea that is I quit&lt;br /&gt;From myself and others move to the world&lt;br /&gt;Who have time and space other&lt;br /&gt;Where is the sun close for light&lt;br /&gt;Cause day and night different soul&lt;br /&gt;Dusk light that is the sea, the beach is just darkness&lt;br /&gt;There is no flow, such as myself who have been in his heart&lt;br /&gt;Unless damage oceanfront&lt;br /&gt;The picture that is not colored, which is never seen at eyes&lt;br /&gt;i'm painted but can not, except with my soul&lt;br /&gt;by.Anna&lt;/span&gt;</description><enclosure length="0" type="" url="http://www.000webhost.com/159211.html"/><link>http://puisi-faryana.blogspot.com/2009/03/different-soul.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfE_XcVta15eaULmIfHTYnzwUfcQDeEMY7N8_olX0F6crFOeNQ5wDoG0Q-R8Hn8377uIdU9NSefPr5ln-xXTLhpU9HYth8mU0oyhGRmsmOGz3lgz014wkTay1qWAM1nFtLibKaDXlWum8/s72-c/IMG_52263.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><itunes:explicit/><itunes:subtitle>At sunset, providing cession of soul At sunset, providing color in the dawn twilight I speak with my heart my want so many, so many desire Something right, don't want to have deathless Something living, life has not involved itself Opposition, but far from the pure water I am not aware of this songbook I do not know when I want to settle just close a moment of my eyes for my dream Moment in the sea that is I quit From myself and others move to the world Who have time and space other Where is the sun close for light Cause day and night different soul Dusk light that is the sea, the beach is just darkness There is no flow, such as myself who have been in his heart Unless damage oceanfront The picture that is not colored, which is never seen at eyes i'm painted but can not, except with my soul by.Anna</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (anna.M.A)</itunes:author><itunes:summary>At sunset, providing cession of soul At sunset, providing color in the dawn twilight I speak with my heart my want so many, so many desire Something right, don't want to have deathless Something living, life has not involved itself Opposition, but far from the pure water I am not aware of this songbook I do not know when I want to settle just close a moment of my eyes for my dream Moment in the sea that is I quit From myself and others move to the world Who have time and space other Where is the sun close for light Cause day and night different soul Dusk light that is the sea, the beach is just darkness There is no flow, such as myself who have been in his heart Unless damage oceanfront The picture that is not colored, which is never seen at eyes i'm painted but can not, except with my soul by.Anna</itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>poem</itunes:keywords></item></channel></rss>