Friday, August 14, 2009

Dolphin's Cry

If I was a dolphin and you were the sea
How would I get to be with you
Trapped in this land alone and tired
Can’t get out from the horrid treachery
Swimming along night and day
Waiting for the time to pass me by
Somebody save me and let me go
Somebody, please let me go

Who Hell Care ?

By : Aisyah Razak

Beginnings are scary. Endings are usually sad, but it’s the middle that counts the most. Wherever I go, it's sad to grow old.
Every steps that I take, I'm trying to not get it back. Even it's just a mistakes that I did to people. I dont know, why people letting me down, I've good insticnt to feel, if they jealous to me? Then, what I'm supposed to do? Pretend to be kind? And make them smile hardly? the way i cant do? Why people so dumb? As I grow up together ... I continue to change it with age. But, love, its never change, plus it's grow up well day by day.

I should mad. I should cry .. but why it's hard?
I didnt feel insecure with a person who hate me, because they deserved to act like what they had to feel.
I'm sorry for them, nothing much that I can do. Because even when I smile, I forget how to make the truly smile.
I wont judge people for who they are, because .. everytime they'll be judged, I dont have any time to love them for who they are, also for who they aren't.

There's no truth, no more bells rang up on my mind, I am all alone singer, lonely rests my head. Oh My God, am I dead?
This thought is a mirror of my innermost feeling.
I keep thinking, I keep writing
The summer of the valentine never be over.
It's grows, more and more
the beauty of the flowers bloom in my heart
in my soul.

Friday, July 31, 2009


I'm write

L'm sing
I'm wait
what indefinite ...

I'm running
I'm go
I'm stop
what I find?


Wednesday, July 29, 2009

I’m Sorry

By : Aisyah Razak

10:49 am / Thursday

In office room.

As I’m going through the time, there’s still got a space, were I spent my mind to think about you, about what we have been through together … before. I really missed to hear his thought and his sarcastic word to tease me. And I felt sorry, and I have felt bad about what happened. And he is sorry to be honest for nothing. I felt like incredibly to be someone who can be happier person FOREVER.

I’ve learned from the past, if people are good only because they fear punishment, and hope for reward, then they are a sorry lot indeed. I won’t be that. No one has the right to be sorry for them for a misfortune that strikes everyone. So that, I prefer move backward and let them, let him, let she gone with their life. I’ll pray the best for them. I wish. Sincerely.

I felt ashamed for what I had done. I don't have any excuses yet I keep thinking what I should give words for the reason. No reasonable. I did what I did. I take full responsibility for myself and my actions. I wouldn't pawn this off on anybody. I'm sorry it happened. And I hurt people a lot. That’s why I’ve been hurted. They can say anything they want to. If they don't want to get the news from me, get it from somebody else. I’m not going to be their reporter or whatever. It's not something I'm going to worry about, I'm sorry.

I keep feeling sorry to others; take care of their heart, for a reason, until I realized to myself there's no room in my life for feeling sorry for myself. Hard to received. Among the reasons people keep tells the sad stories to them is that they do not want anyone to feel sorry for them. I don't. I don't want you to feel sorry for me.

I’m a girl, and I’m blush. Sometimes, because I’m alive, half wishing I were dead to save the shame. The sudden blush devours me, neck and brow. I’ve drawn too near the fire of life, like gnats, and flare up bodily, wings and all. What then? Who's sorry for me? Hmmm ….

Lastly, I can just tell them that I'm sorry for what happened, and I think they don’t understand that. And I hope, do not feel sorry for me if I am gone.

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Di Hari Itu

Hari yang ditunggu² sudahpun tiba
sanak saudara, rakan taulan, jiran tetangga datang melihat kau bahagia
resah hatimu kian memuncak tiba
tapi, kenapa hati ku jua yang hiba

Cincin disarung
manis di jari
kau tersenyum
riang nya hati
mama ayah sebak disisi
anaknya kini menanti hari

Anggun busana mu
memikat mata yang hadir
ada yang datang membawa tangis
ada juga membawa kasih
pilu hatiku membawa diri
lihatkan dikau
batinku meratap sedih

adik kau kini
bergelar tunangan orang
hatimu dirimu tak punya lain
pilu hatiku, pilu hatimu lagi
lekas²lah cari
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