and i would sing you a loud lullaby. when you hover aside and fall asleep. and when you drift in dreams... my loud lullaby will keep you awake.
uhm. okay. regarding the major changes on this blog.
please do kindly forgive my inconsistency.
by now, it is very obvious to say, regarding this blog, that I couldn’t think any other color than black. so revert to black. a new skin, for a new year...
okay… on to the main dishes… for this year’s end contemplation…
i forgot the exact line… i read it on prima's status @ my ym window a couple days ago… “they say that if you love someone. let them free. (in other way. don’t hold them back if they wanted to leave). but they never told you what to do if they didn’t came back”
nice quote I must say. well… every quote is…
I’ve seen too many goodbyes… some with proper explanation. while in some other part, only silence sounding. anyway… mostly… it was painful.
now. I’m not going to bore you with the bla… bla… bla… cliché. we’ve seen enough. no need to add more of it.
i guess they leave… because they are not feeling happy anymore…
hmm... no wonder this blog never hit that much of a number… hahahposted @ 4:15 AM 5 comments
please do kindly forgive my inconsistency.
by now, it is very obvious to say, regarding this blog, that I couldn’t think any other color than black. so revert to black. a new skin, for a new year...
okay… on to the main dishes… for this year’s end contemplation…
i forgot the exact line… i read it on prima's status @ my ym window a couple days ago… “they say that if you love someone. let them free. (in other way. don’t hold them back if they wanted to leave). but they never told you what to do if they didn’t came back”
nice quote I must say. well… every quote is…
I’ve seen too many goodbyes… some with proper explanation. while in some other part, only silence sounding. anyway… mostly… it was painful.
now. I’m not going to bore you with the bla… bla… bla… cliché. we’ve seen enough. no need to add more of it.
i guess they leave… because they are not feeling happy anymore…
hmm... no wonder this blog never hit that much of a number… hahahposted @ 4:15 AM 5 comments
Uhm.. I did promise updates aren't I? Well… consider this as me, begging you for an early apology. I sincerely do…
As you folks can read in my earlier post. I’ve been trying to keep the updates, but every single time I sat in front of my computer…
I got stuck.
I mean real stuck. As if all I can type was only [.] period.
What's the writing all about?
You see... I owe a couple of short stories to some of my friend from multiply; it was supposed to be an anthology project…. Then, I owe this very blog continuous updates... and I owe myself an essay on Neil Gaiman’s The Sandman series…
So? What's the case? How come I got stuck?
Well... not trying to pinpoint the exact cause to blame... But I do have a blur cliché type of a reason...
Maybe it was because the chaos inside my head was traveling down to my throat. Made me suffocating for a quite a while, and each time I thought it was over… it hit the gas and enjoying a pleasant ride down the chest. I never realize that somewhere within myself is a warm spot… because the chaos stayed there…
Oh yeah… at one hidden spot in this soul of mine. There is a hotel… and recently, it degrades it rates… It’s the year’s end holiday after all…
I tried to lure it out… The chaos… To shake it off, maybe swung the mood up with some music. From Vivaldi, Metallica, Wet Wet Wet, Ben King… I practically shuffled all the content on my mp3 collection. But it didn’t help much.
Try what? Radja?... Geez… Why don’t you, yourself, drag me to some only-historian-know-what age scene at France and lay my head under the guillotine? I'd gladly cut the rope myself...
Oh no… I bounce back pretty quickly in case something faulty happened in my life. But this time was quite… different.
Hmm… *tapping fingers on the desk*
Uhm… Ok…
Enough about me… I’ll figure something out. I don’t make a lot of promises, but I tend to keep them. There will be updates… Hopefully. But in case I failed… Well I did manage an early apology aren’t I? Hahahaha…
Oh, by the way... On a lighter note. It’s going to be a whole new year next Sunday… What’s your plan? Crashing with friends? Re-evaluating? Reform? Get drunk all night long, saying good bye to this year poignant memories? Planning to get a new job next year? Hehehe…
So... Anyway, I shall kindly bid you guys a “Happy New Year" … I am humbly wishing you all, a great year ahead…
Until the next updates.. It's me with the fading out spotlight... bidding you my warmest regards…
-Yani P. Kurniawan-
posted @ 11:21 PM 0 comments
As you folks can read in my earlier post. I’ve been trying to keep the updates, but every single time I sat in front of my computer…
I got stuck.
I mean real stuck. As if all I can type was only [.] period.
What's the writing all about?
You see... I owe a couple of short stories to some of my friend from multiply; it was supposed to be an anthology project…. Then, I owe this very blog continuous updates... and I owe myself an essay on Neil Gaiman’s The Sandman series…
So? What's the case? How come I got stuck?
Well... not trying to pinpoint the exact cause to blame... But I do have a blur cliché type of a reason...
Maybe it was because the chaos inside my head was traveling down to my throat. Made me suffocating for a quite a while, and each time I thought it was over… it hit the gas and enjoying a pleasant ride down the chest. I never realize that somewhere within myself is a warm spot… because the chaos stayed there…
Oh yeah… at one hidden spot in this soul of mine. There is a hotel… and recently, it degrades it rates… It’s the year’s end holiday after all…
I tried to lure it out… The chaos… To shake it off, maybe swung the mood up with some music. From Vivaldi, Metallica, Wet Wet Wet, Ben King… I practically shuffled all the content on my mp3 collection. But it didn’t help much.
Try what? Radja?... Geez… Why don’t you, yourself, drag me to some only-historian-know-what age scene at France and lay my head under the guillotine? I'd gladly cut the rope myself...
Oh no… I bounce back pretty quickly in case something faulty happened in my life. But this time was quite… different.
Hmm… *tapping fingers on the desk*
Uhm… Ok…
Enough about me… I’ll figure something out. I don’t make a lot of promises, but I tend to keep them. There will be updates… Hopefully. But in case I failed… Well I did manage an early apology aren’t I? Hahahaha…
Oh, by the way... On a lighter note. It’s going to be a whole new year next Sunday… What’s your plan? Crashing with friends? Re-evaluating? Reform? Get drunk all night long, saying good bye to this year poignant memories? Planning to get a new job next year? Hehehe…
So... Anyway, I shall kindly bid you guys a “Happy New Year" … I am humbly wishing you all, a great year ahead…
Until the next updates.. It's me with the fading out spotlight... bidding you my warmest regards…
-Yani P. Kurniawan-
posted @ 11:21 PM 0 comments
Why I can be so tedious
When things are so obvious
Why I’m always anxious
When you’re talking serious
Hopefully I can cope the test
But sadly not capable even at my best
I’m desperately need a rest
Because I’m fed up with all the digest
Can’t you say something
To make this more interesting
I wouldn’t care if you’re only acting
Because I’m tired waiting
Why I can be so tedious
When things are so obvious
Why I’m always anxious
When you’re talking serious
I’m feeling like a man in a pore
Just far beyond galore
And when its get sore
I know that you’re the one to adore
Can’t you say something
To make this more interesting
I wouldn’t care if you’re only acting
Because I’m tired waiting
I'll provide some of the answer...
Just a game for you my dear friends...
You ask 3 question. and give 1 final answer.
fancy for some creativity?
I.
I am afraid.
The thrill is shivering down my spine.
Tonight. I’ll kill…
II.
It’s just a game…
Love
You’ll lose, only if you refuse to play
That is a clear fact for you to endure.
Like it or not.
It’s there.
Yes dear?
No. It’s on the 3rd door, down to your left
You’re most welcomeposted @ 4:41 AM 0 comments
well. a quick and short update.
I just added some new links for new friends and few interesting blog as well. please scroll down and just click them. I've set each of them to open in a new window. saving you the trouble for clicking the back and forward button on your browser.
I was also considering to make a new shoutbox to replace the old one, but on 2nd thought...naawh... the old one still serve well. so why troubling myself? hehehe
So... More post to come. Hopefully..
posted @ 1:28 AM 0 comments
I just added some new links for new friends and few interesting blog as well. please scroll down and just click them. I've set each of them to open in a new window. saving you the trouble for clicking the back and forward button on your browser.
I was also considering to make a new shoutbox to replace the old one, but on 2nd thought...naawh... the old one still serve well. so why troubling myself? hehehe
So... More post to come. Hopefully..
posted @ 1:28 AM 0 comments
Okay. this is for a new start. hopefully...
Actually, somewhere around this year, I'm not feeling that I wrote for myself lately... I was tired with all writing in English stuff... Not trying to point my finger and blaming things for this lack-lustre of display in my creativity, but, I guess works have reduce some point in this territory.
But, maybe, it's just an excuse for me. being lazy.
So... in the middle of this year. i've started to write in Bahasa... I started on one from uhm... my tons forgotten and abandoned blog. It was my account at multiply.com.
And you know the rest of the story. I am trying to sum up things, find another way to pour this chaos inside my head. And to tell you the truth. it is fun. But in the other hand. I also come up to realize that Bahasa was not enough...
At some level, it crossed my mind to actually delete this account in blogspot. Who would've read this trash can anyway? Some of my friends that were on the links section are missing. the urls were not valid.
But on 2nd thought.... How could I do this to one of a few good starting points in my life? I started to write on blogspot, it was the very 1st space.
So I decided to keep it, and again, hopefully... there will be much much more updates.
Until then... I'll be seeing you. around. : )
posted @ 1:27 AM 4 comments
Actually, somewhere around this year, I'm not feeling that I wrote for myself lately... I was tired with all writing in English stuff... Not trying to point my finger and blaming things for this lack-lustre of display in my creativity, but, I guess works have reduce some point in this territory.
But, maybe, it's just an excuse for me. being lazy.
So... in the middle of this year. i've started to write in Bahasa... I started on one from uhm... my tons forgotten and abandoned blog. It was my account at multiply.com.
And you know the rest of the story. I am trying to sum up things, find another way to pour this chaos inside my head. And to tell you the truth. it is fun. But in the other hand. I also come up to realize that Bahasa was not enough...
At some level, it crossed my mind to actually delete this account in blogspot. Who would've read this trash can anyway? Some of my friends that were on the links section are missing. the urls were not valid.
But on 2nd thought.... How could I do this to one of a few good starting points in my life? I started to write on blogspot, it was the very 1st space.
So I decided to keep it, and again, hopefully... there will be much much more updates.
Until then... I'll be seeing you. around. : )
posted @ 1:27 AM 4 comments
hm.
pictures. wordscraft. daily doze of daydreaming.
tv commercial. old movies. songs from the radio
in a sudden. spotlight at the center stage
something of a failure.
felt a pinch somewhere?
you’re alive then. pretty much so. i think.posted @ 10:05 PM 1 comments
pictures. wordscraft. daily doze of daydreaming.
tv commercial. old movies. songs from the radio
in a sudden. spotlight at the center stage
something of a failure.
felt a pinch somewhere?
you’re alive then. pretty much so. i think.posted @ 10:05 PM 1 comments
he read a tale of suffers enchanted with joy.a chocolate filled with bitter blood
and left him, lost, in his own palace
trapped between transparent walls
at the end of the first door. he wished that he could turn the frown upside down.
he went to bed. hoping that he'd be awaken in a different tale
along fleeting night and the sounds of the lullaby
but falling from grace as he closed his eyes.
and his lip trembles, muttering a silent plea
could I be loved in such enchanting way?posted @ 1:46 AM 0 comments
and left him, lost, in his own palace
trapped between transparent walls
at the end of the first door. he wished that he could turn the frown upside down.
he went to bed. hoping that he'd be awaken in a different tale
along fleeting night and the sounds of the lullaby
but falling from grace as he closed his eyes.
and his lip trembles, muttering a silent plea
could I be loved in such enchanting way?posted @ 1:46 AM 0 comments
I’m the curse containing vague bliss
Blame it on Cupid when his arrows miss
When I draw close please don’t sound a hiss
You’ll feel splendid when I steal you a kiss…
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