
Three beauty essentials of life:
Freedom of the soul, free and loose,
The warmth of heart, warm and comfortable, and
Peace of mind, calm and peaceful
It will not appear when expected,
come when sought,
feels when understood
One another no no
then cursed the snatch,
blasted the control,
so long we live
pity that could not have it ...
Consciousness is the confession, that
how I want to love you truly
But my love will never sprout
Just do not dare hope reply
Because know it hurts ...
Because love is the Inferno, the damned
and the adversity it maker
Then tersodor love, just for us
As far as what I can give,
in a world shaped by the presence ... you and me,
which was evident from all illusion .........
We are too different
But what a difference it makes us not want to meet again
I'm not a free man
And I guess I'll never fall in love again
Then ...... I love .....
Yes, forever ......
Although it is a big mistake
Small world
One part of the lives of individuals
Where no one can touch them
other than the individual.
The world is born from the awareness of an injury
arising from the bitter realities of the real world
Attachment, the public mindset, procedures and rules
All was not in a small world
There is only freedom, warmth, and tranquility ...
The happiness of life is essential
People say, such a world exists only in dreams
And indeed, all that is just an illusion
A dream that would vanish into memory, when the eyes open
World that we form joint
None that bother us there
Places where we can love each other, hug, give warmth,
without worrying people will take it away ...
We never know
what makes us make the same mistake repeatedly.
We also do not understand why we fall in love
Free life, a mindset that comes from self-
The beauty that has always been we missed ...
We fell in love, it is a mistake
although we realize that we still live
and hurt when love is forcing us back to reality.
That we would never have each other.
Yes. Has. A pathetic nature of the word love.
Then the world is over.
Eye-eye opened ...
`There is a painting of the past 'there.
But we do not know how to start.
No other messages, other than a kiss on the lips of intimate
and the words, "I love you. I do not know until when?"
And we can only stare and passed
Also not able to say anything
our own was not sure what will happen ...
The other side of silence which demands a beauty
which contains its own meaning in life.
In my heart cried out something that seems long gone .... freedom.
Any expenses are hearts vanish as
Whether on whom we curse
What is certain satisfaction in the liver
There are a million flavors swirling in one's arms
There selaksa not expressed in silent word
We are only able to think, or are enjoying
We're on the threshold
There is a tone of doubt and low self-esteem very highly in there ...
We have made love
While still a perfect figure
and as a reflection of despair and human stupidity
Without conscious control of inner emotions
A sense of sticking out from the heart
We can not be hypocritical
WE MAKE LOVE HATE
And again love,
that always makes people filled jealous, feeling not receive, egoism folly of reason
there must be a reason for everything
do not let ego makes us blind ...
'Waves' play our souls, our bodies
But the 'wave' to remove all our burdens
Laughing, joking, joking
Dragged and drifted to shore, to go forward again crashing
Making love, and love continue like crazy
Nobody thought that burden
Nothing points that must be filled
There's no question mark that must be answered
And we even realize ...
In the `small world '
A world full of freedom
The world is alienated from another world
If there is no need small world as a requirement to hold together.
Then the 'song' is over.
Feelings do not want to split that was sticking out back
The Freeze has been a long-established
obtain as a glimmer of warmth to melt,
liberate a soul who had been shackled.
The warmth was real .............
Make friends who read this article ... This may be the last to write articles
about love ... because the love that we feel is really sick ... poignant feel our bodies are cut by a knife in the season with lemon maybe yes ... hehehehe so it's good not to love but try to give affection, because I personally think the love we need is not love ... The bottom line Because we love is to hate each other .... so hopefully there who disagree thank for reply I've read his comments wait ..