teach me how to sleep, Rehovot - Israel
sleepy eyes
buzy mind
cant sleep
even try
turn off the light
still not help
sleepy eyes
buzy mind
never let me
fall in sleep
night come till dawn
sleepy eyes can not close
many thing come to mind
sleepy eyes,
buzy mind
who the part of this?
hear
Senin, 25 Mei 2009
My Sunshine
Rieschfield Resident, Rehovot - Israel
good morning my sunshine
thank you for shining my day
and give light to my dark side of life
good morning my sunshine
give me your best smile of you
and i will smile with you
good morning my sunshine
and you will be higher by by the time
and turn warm into hot day
good morning my sunshine,
that change the shadow
good morning my sunshine
time running in pace
and when sun down
you also gone
good morning my sunshine
good morning my sunshine
thank you for shining my day
and give light to my dark side of life
good morning my sunshine
give me your best smile of you
and i will smile with you
good morning my sunshine
and you will be higher by by the time
and turn warm into hot day
good morning my sunshine,
that change the shadow
good morning my sunshine
time running in pace
and when sun down
you also gone
good morning my sunshine
Half Moon
After farewell party, Rehovot - Israel
Night flying under the half moon
walking under the purple tree
party is almost over
taking all the pain back to mind
hallo..
welcome back o the real life
the hurting part ever
be strength
and smile
Night flying under the half moon
walking under the purple tree
party is almost over
taking all the pain back to mind
hallo..
welcome back o the real life
the hurting part ever
be strength
and smile
Sabtu, 23 Mei 2009
NIGHT at BALCONY
(when standing at Riechfield Residence, Rehovot - Israel)
Night,
thank you for the dark,
that kissing me in silent
and hug me between the heart beating
Night
thank you for the star
that blinking in the heart
and give me comfort feeling
Night
thank you for the wind
that running in mind
and refreshing the cold heart
Night
thank you for being with me
in the silent balcony
and come with the breeze of midnight
Night,
thank you for the dark,
that kissing me in silent
and hug me between the heart beating
Night
thank you for the star
that blinking in the heart
and give me comfort feeling
Night
thank you for the wind
that running in mind
and refreshing the cold heart
Night
thank you for being with me
in the silent balcony
and come with the breeze of midnight
GARDEN OF TIME
IN SEED CLASS, REHOVOT - ISRAEL
grows beautifulness
in the garden of time
come one butterfly
and then left after
fly away
fly and fly
you are free
and do your choices
we are so different in many ways
so,
dont expecting too much
cos you will loose
and someday find reality
that you are missing the best part of yours
flying in the garden of time
the place when we meet
are the place when we apart
welcome to the hurting reality
grows beautifulness
in the garden of time
come one butterfly
and then left after
fly away
fly and fly
you are free
and do your choices
we are so different in many ways
so,
dont expecting too much
cos you will loose
and someday find reality
that you are missing the best part of yours
flying in the garden of time
the place when we meet
are the place when we apart
welcome to the hurting reality
PURPLE HEART
The idea come when i saw trees with purple flowers around HUJI campus, Rehovot - Israel
Dear
Bring me the purple flower
That waving me every morning
In the beginning of summer season
That left the cold winter and got away all dark side
Dear
Bring me that warm feeling
So this summer will come early
But end last
Dear
Bring me the fresh air of last autum
For us to remember
If we get the next winter
Dear
Bring me the purple flower
That waving me every morning
In the beginning of summer season
That left the cold winter and got away all dark side
Dear
Bring me that warm feeling
So this summer will come early
But end last
Dear
Bring me the fresh air of last autum
For us to remember
If we get the next winter
SOUND OF MIDNIGHT
Rehovot - Israel, this idea came when listening some song
listen the sound of the night
when you still wake up
alone on your balcony
and cold breeze kissing ur face
just sound of the emptiness
slowly surounding you
listen to your deeply heart
that something missing inside
and you never know where the missing part is
just looking to inside
and see away..
maybe you will find the answer
where your heart will run to
and when run away
listen to the sound of midnight
maybe you can hear the voice
of your pure heart
between your unpeacefull heart
listen the sound of the night
when you still wake up
alone on your balcony
and cold breeze kissing ur face
just sound of the emptiness
slowly surounding you
listen to your deeply heart
that something missing inside
and you never know where the missing part is
just looking to inside
and see away..
maybe you will find the answer
where your heart will run to
and when run away
listen to the sound of midnight
maybe you can hear the voice
of your pure heart
between your unpeacefull heart
Jumat, 15 Mei 2009
Looking of You in my Heart
(this idea always knocked my head in the morning when i walked to the cafetaria, and when walked back to the apartment. I wrote down in the bored class. Rehovot, May 15 - 2009)
remembering the time
when i was walking at the pathway
looking to empty wood chair under the purple tree
imagine that u was sitting there
waving your hand to me
and with happily heart i will run to your side
but you was not there
remembering the time
i was walking along in a buzy street
my heart was hoping that you will come out from that crowded
take my hand and give me your warm smile
but you not there
remembering the time
when i was sitting in the bus tour
i was thinking that you sitting beside me
share all the view together
but she is not you
Yes
my heart is always looking for you
(where are you.....?)
remembering the time
when i was walking at the pathway
looking to empty wood chair under the purple tree
imagine that u was sitting there
waving your hand to me
and with happily heart i will run to your side
but you was not there
remembering the time
i was walking along in a buzy street
my heart was hoping that you will come out from that crowded
take my hand and give me your warm smile
but you not there
remembering the time
when i was sitting in the bus tour
i was thinking that you sitting beside me
share all the view together
but she is not you
Yes
my heart is always looking for you
(where are you.....?)
THAT is YOU ...
(idea came in between of my crowded sleep, and wrote down in a bore class. Rehovot - Israel, May 15, 2009)
THAT is YOU
You
the one who made me wake up from deeply sleeping
brought me to the dark side of the night
and stepping into a hide away home
a house of our mind
You
who is bothering the peaceful mind
handing me to the tricky way
to manipulate feeling
You
who is always taking me to other side of thinking
and beautiful of to be silent and alone
and learn to listen
all our own heart need
(thank you for giving such a diferent way of thinking)
THAT is YOU
You
the one who made me wake up from deeply sleeping
brought me to the dark side of the night
and stepping into a hide away home
a house of our mind
You
who is bothering the peaceful mind
handing me to the tricky way
to manipulate feeling
You
who is always taking me to other side of thinking
and beautiful of to be silent and alone
and learn to listen
all our own heart need
(thank you for giving such a diferent way of thinking)
i wrote it when i was alone in my apartement (Rehovot Israel, May17, 2009). it corelated with LET ME
LET ME be
let me be your blood
that running with in your body and bd give you life
let me be the fresh spring breeze
that kiss your face and give you flowerish scent
let me be your part of your mind
so i always be with you all the time
(TQ 4 U, ur words like a waking for my 'hibernate' mind.... )
LET ME be
let me be your blood
that running with in your body and bd give you life
let me be the fresh spring breeze
that kiss your face and give you flowerish scent
let me be your part of your mind
so i always be with you all the time
(TQ 4 U, ur words like a waking for my 'hibernate' mind.... )
LET ME
The idea come when i took a glass of water and drink it at break time at my class, HUJI- Rehovot, Israel, May 13, 2009
Let me be the water
that moist your lips
Let me be the wind
that touch your cheek
Let me be the night
that hug you in your sleep
Let me be the sun
that warm your day
Let me be the smile
that make your day better
Let me be some body
that take your hand when you sad
And
Let me be your handkerchief
when your tear come down
Let me be the water
that moist your lips
Let me be the wind
that touch your cheek
Let me be the night
that hug you in your sleep
Let me be the sun
that warm your day
Let me be the smile
that make your day better
Let me be some body
that take your hand when you sad
And
Let me be your handkerchief
when your tear come down
TIRED MIND
This poem come to my mind when i woke up at three o'clock in the morning.And i wrote it in bored class. HUJI - Rehovot, Israel, May 13, 2009
When the sun run down
And all dream rush out
The lamp turn on with its yellowish color
Coldness hug your heart tightly
Loneliness came in silent
Knocked the door of your tired mind
Some of longing feeling torn your toughness
And that sadly feeling slowly whispering
Let the river of tears rolling in deep heart
No need to cry
No time to say about hurt
Just keep it in your crowded sleep
Let your tear crystallized
When the sun run down
And all dream rush out
The lamp turn on with its yellowish color
Coldness hug your heart tightly
Loneliness came in silent
Knocked the door of your tired mind
Some of longing feeling torn your toughness
And that sadly feeling slowly whispering
Let the river of tears rolling in deep heart
No need to cry
No time to say about hurt
Just keep it in your crowded sleep
Let your tear crystallized
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