Rabu, 04 Maret 2009

The Passionate Shepherd to His Love

Come live with me, and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove,
That vallies, groves, or hills, or field,
Or woods, and steepy mountains yield;

Where we will sit upon the rocks,
And see the shepherds feed their flocks,
By shallow rivers, to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.

And I will make thee beds of roses,
And then a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle,
Embroined all with leaves of myrtle;

A gown made of the finest wool,
Which from our pretty lambs we pull;
Slippers, lined choicely for the cold,
With buckles of the purest gold;

A belt of straw and ivy-buds,
With coral clasps and amber studs:
And if these pleasures may thee move,
Come live with me and be my love.

Thy silver dishes, for thy meat,
As precious as the gods do eat,
Shall, on an ivory table, be
Prepared each day for thee and me.

The shephards swains shall dance and sing
For thy delight each May-morning:
If these delights thy mind may move,
Come live with me and be my love.

Minggu, 01 Maret 2009

Wanita

knapa si dia harus menghancurkan kepercayaan dari diriQ
napa dia yg sbln yg lalu gk usah terima aQ
kan gk jd kayak gini cerita
saat aq sudah sangat mencintai diri na
n berjanji dia akan menjadi pcr terakhir aQ
saat itu jg aq harus melupai diri na


oh Tuhan
tolong hamba Mu ini
agar dapt melupai diri na
n buat diri na agar tdk mnyakiti hati co yg sangat cinta ama dia
dan tolong hamba Mu ini utk mendapatkan pcr yg sangat mencintai aQ
n tdk mnyakiti hatiQ lg Tuhan