bintang biru

O Love, thou hast made me weak and helpless
To me you are the beauty that keeps me close my eyes ....
Thou enter into my heart and made me a prisoner ..
Love comes like water dripping and falling over the rocks, until the rock will be eroded with the time ... scattered like broken stars ...
He was like that through the inspiration of heaven, and dwells in the soul and Mahadeva and Mahadewi kesanubari without being invited in. ..
That's the love that you brought to me, And now my heart has been broken .... perish because of the restrained longing to hold ...
But Believe, rope love that has been strongly etched in the soul, can not be separated by a period of time and distance
Love has given me the strength to survive ... even though I know you have been secluded, ...
My soul screamed lover! ... Calling out your name ..
Duhai sweetheart! ... Roses that never bloom ... you have been ripped from my hand ...
Now the beautiful dreams at night has turned into a hurricane that devastated the lives and feelings ..
Shaken my soul ... my senses float keudara lost wandering looking for love ...
My chest filled with wrenching sadness, tears of grief continues to drip from the petals soul
I ventured to seek consolation, my lips while reciting poetry longing ..
not my lips that being said, but a wounded soul speaks to every heart spy ..
While longing has peaked ... with a thousand wings, my soul flies to the door of his soul-house ..
door when he got it, I kissed the walls with tears rolling down his cheek ...
Me no see you, then kiss your house wall was enough for me to feel the happiness .. it's as if the wall is thy lover! .. Then I recite the poem to a lover of my soul, to soothe his soul, regardless of the beloved poem hearing or swallowed by the wall home ...
I started reciting:
About you
Mushroomed night, under the dim moonlight, I saw you
greet the sky and the stars
You chant the songs of love in the castle of your soul, thou, and thou art only "false shadows" that are familiar among kehampaanku.
In my night dreams I've seen life form and watch your white tapering fingers danced over the piano.
Or I see you standing disenja faint, pale and staring at the sky change color with the beautiful eyes that exude knowledge.
A pair of eyes that have been raised and guided so many beautiful dreams in me.
I can not count how many times I was desperate to find another incarnation of yourself.
There is no beauty that can represent, but the beauty of the sweetest poems that created it, which can be compared to your beauty.
You like to keep the starlight shone for centuries,
Takkala shadow of the night has come, you come to open the door to my soul-the soul, a place where all of eternity silent silent and all falsehood, revealed his true colors.
Do you know no stars appear or disappear without my knowledge, and I saw you lying in a veil of roses,
You're lying in the old wounds that have not dried up, your hands are no longer moving, you're frozen and pale
For me at that time was a dark night without a basic
Do not ever cry again "love" to me ....
Do you know ... when I saw the star, I see myself in you, and your grief is also a reflection of my grief ...
Look into my eyes, you will see how important you are .....
Look at your heart and your soul look-and when you find me there-you do not have to look anymore, because I would salalu is behind every shadow.
Look into my heart you do not find nothing to hide, take my soul I gave everything to you.