i do not love you except i love you by Pablo Neruda

I do not love you except because I love you; I go from loving to not loving you, From waiting to not waiting for you My heart moves from cold to fire. I love you only because it's you the one I love; I hate you deeply, and hating you Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you Is that I do not see you but love you blindly. Maybe January light will consume My heart with its cruel Ray, stealing my key to true calm. In this part of the story I am the one who Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you, Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.

my papa's waltz

The smoke on your breath Could make a small girl dizzy; But I hung on like death: Such waltzing was not easy. We romped until the pans Slid from the kitchen shelf; My mother's countenance Could not unfrown itself. The hand that held my wrist Was battered on one knuckle; At every step you missed My right ear scraped a buckle. You beat time on my head With a palm caked hard by dirt, Then waltzed me off to bed Still clinging to your shirt.

THERE IS A GARDEN IN MY HEART ! LOL

The last paper of mid-sem exam of mine which was at 15 January 2011 was Introduction of Literature subject, then 40 minutes before the time ends, i just realized that i didn't do the last question.you know what, i already tied the both paper and wanted to leave the chancellor hall. Oh thank God, You saved me. then I made 2 stanza of poem with the figurative language given in the question paper. Hmm.. wait!, I try to remember that poem ! hurmmm... (after a few minutes)

I am shiny star,

Glowing in glee upon the dark, (metaphor)

My heart like a crystal,

Can be broken, easy to fragile, (simile)

That heart waves and smiles,

Calling me to come inside, (personification)

Oh ! I kept this for a long time,

This love for you is never fade away. ( onomatopoeia)

I will keep loving you,

Till the gold turns to silver, (hyperbole)

THIS IS HOW MY POEM IS. NOW, YOU TELL ME !

dear frenemies ! dari Nadzirah Idris

P/S : Aku tak beniat nak bagi kau marah ke apa cuma aku rasa situasi kita sama dalam entri ni, dan aku suka gaya penulisan kau. Mintak maaf memang salah aku tak bagitau. Anyway, terima kasih sebab bagi aku inspirasi dan juga burukkan nama aku kat segala manusia.

Aku tak suka kau, kau pun bukannya suka aku.

Kau dah sedia maklum aku benci kau, aku pun mestilah tahu kau benci aku.

Pandang kau dari jauh, rancak sinis aku.

Macam aku tak pernah dengar gelagat kau di belakang aku.

Biasa lah manusia. Ada yang lebih sikit, mula panas punggung. Aku macamtu, kau pun macamtu.

Dalam hati ada kagum, tapi ego nombor satu.

Syaitan.

Tapi bila berjumpa, kita mencuit cuit mesra sambil bertanya “Dah makan ke?”,

Ajaib.

Boleh bergelak ketawa.

Boleh mencarut bersama.

Kita patut berkawan sebenarnya. Kita sama.

Kita PLASTIK.

Kan?

tolong jangan nak buat benda ni depan aku !

1. makan berbunyi ( cak cak cak)

2. hirup sup atau apa-apa kuah dalam mangkuk utama. ( ingat air liur awak tu bersih sangat ke?)- why don't kamu ceduk sup tu then letak dalam mangkuk lain then mencekik la.

3. bersin tak tutup mulut

4.menguap tak tutup mulut

5.amik apa-apa jenis lauk guna tangan instead of using spoon.

perkara-perkara ni paling aku benci. so, jangan buat depan aku !

p/s: jangan seksa batin aku.

A L A M A K !!!

alamak! mid term exam lagi bape hari je.. tension tension tension ! aku tension sebab aku nak buat yang terbaik dalam mid term exam ni, tapi tu la, assignment ETM pon tak siap lagi, letih la, dah la tak ada study week, tiap-tiap hari nak gi kelas, then balik kelas kena kemas-kemas rumah, then ada assignment, then ada kuiz and so on. kalau dorang bagi study week tak ada la rasa letih macam ni. LIFE IS LIKE A ROBOT. HELL YEAH ! . robot pon kalau guna banyak kali mesti bateri out gak. kena cas gak. so macam tu la manusia. then, lepas abis midterm exam, kena prepare buat presentation yang melambak, buat assignment lagi. hurmmm... inilah life seorang pelajar, penat? ye, memang penat. tak ada benda yang senang dalam hidup ni la faten, nak makan pon nak kena masak dulu, tak ada bahan nak kena beli. kalau tak masak, kena beli makanan kat kedai, kalau tak ada duit, kena kerja dapat duit baru boleh beli makanan. So by hook or by crook, we have to face the reality. the reality of life. LOVE OTHERS, TRUST A FEW, BE NICE TO EVERYONE !