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DREAM CAN'T COMES TRUE

Sudah cukup selama inii aku terpuruk.....
mulai saat nii q tidak akan bermimpi lagi..
dan ku brharap kau pergi,bila perlu menghilanglah dari hidup q
dirimu hanyalah asa.. tentangmu hanyalah luka...karna kehadiranmu tidak akan prnah nyata..
Baru aku sadar penantian q sia-sia.....

TERLALU INDAH

Satu yg kudamba,harapan jiwaku
Hadirnya dirimu,datangnya bayangmu
Menyentuh jiwa ini,menghanyutkan semua angan

Apa yg kucari,hanyalah asaku
Kepada dirimu,seluruh hidupku
Berikan kepadaku,setitik rasa itu

Aku mencoba ungkap rasa ini
Namun ku tak sanggup,tak mampu ku berbicara
Begitu berat untuk kukatakan
tak sanggup ku menatapmu,terlalu indah bagiku

Adakah berarti diriku bagimu
Akankah hatimu terbuka untukku
Dimana celah itu,kan kuberi sinarku

Tak kan henti kuberharap
Kelak satu saat nanti
Semua kan terjadi

I don't

Senantiasa
Ku mencoba tuk s’lalu ada
Saat kau menangisi duka
Atau saat berbagi tawa

Senantiasa
Tak pernah cukup mudah
Namun hasrat membuatku bisa
Tentangmu adalah asa

Senantiasa
Kuhindari menorehkan luka
Membuatmu s’lalu bahagia
Kemarin, kini dan sepanjang masa

ALONE

Harapan itu mulai sirna , saat kau pergi manjauh....
Saat tatapan itu kini ta ada, saat jari Tangan ini tak kau rengkuh..
Harapan itu mulai kosong, saat hatimu tidak untukku...
Kau dan dia pergi manjauh. meninggalkan kenangan dan diriku....

Boco Inggris

Deeding me with your faithful love , nothing for me except I love U, you grow my heart, your coming blinds my loved hear, with remembering you are drug, all my hopes are on you, my happiness is when I see you, don't be sorrowful, I pray for you bliss fullness.

Puisi

Mengapa aku menunggu
Mengapa aku jenuh
Dan mengapa aku harus merindukanmu
Kalau semua tiada guna untukku

Lamuni . . .
Ku rindui . . .
Ku menanti . . .

Biarlah ku hapus dalam lamunan hatiku
Biarlah ku kubur dalam-dalam pada peti impianku...
Kan ku lupakan dirimu yang selalu membuatku menyepi..
Kan ku buang semua bayangmu dari hatiku....

BEBAS....LEPAS....MENJAUH...Pergi tinggalkan dirimu

cerpen

Cinderella

Once upon a time there lived an unhappy young girl. Her mother was dead and her father had married a widow with two daughters. Her stepmother didn't like her one little bit. All her kind thoughts and loving touches were for her own daughters. Nothing was too good for them - dresses, shoes, delicious food, soft beds, and every home comfort. But, for the poor unhappy girl, there was nothing at all. No dresses, only her stepsisters’ hand-me-downs. No lovely dishes, nothing but scraps. No rest and no comfort. She had to work hard all day. Only when evening came was she allowed to sit for a while by the fire, near the cinders. That’s why everybody called her Cinderella.
Cinderella used to spend long hours all alone talking to the cat. The cat said, “Miaow“, which really meant, “Cheer up! You have something neither of your stepsisters has and that is beauty.” It was quite true. Cinderella, even dressed in old rags, was a lovely girl. While her stepsisters, no matter how splendid and elegant their clothes, were still clumsy, lumpy and ugly and always would be.
One day, beautiful new dresses arrived at the house. A ball was to be held at the palace and the stepsisters were getting ready to go. Cinderella didn't even dare ask if she could go too. She knew very well what the answer would be: “You? You're staying at home to wash the dishes, scrub the floors and turn down the beds for your stepsisters.” They will come home tired and very sleepy. Cinderella sighed, “Oh dear, I'm so unhappy!” and the cat murmured “Miaow.”

Suddenly something amazing happened. As Cinderella was sitting all alone, there was a burst of light and a fairy appeared. “Don't be alarmed, Cinderella,” said the fairy. “I know you would love to go to the ball. And so you shall!” “How can I, dressed in rags?” Cinderella replied. “The servants will turn me away!”
The fairy smiled. With a flick of her magic wand Cinderella found herself wearing the most beautiful dress she had ever seen. “Now for your coach,” said the fairy; "A real lady would never go to a ball on foot! Quick! Get me a pumpkin!” “Oh of course,” said Cinderella, rushing away. Then the fairy turned to the cat. “You, bring me seven mice, and, remember they must be alive!”

Cinderella soon returned with the pumpkin and the cat with seven mice he had caught in the cellar. With a flick of the magic wand the pumpkin turned into a sparkling coach and the mice became six white horses, while the seventh mouse turned into a coachman in a smart uniform and carrying a whip. Cinderella could hardly believe her eyes.
“You shall go to the ball Cinderella. But remember! You must leave at midnight. That is when my spell ends. Your coach will turn back into a pumpkin and the horses will become mice again. You will be dressed in rags and wearing clogs instead of these glass slippers! Do you understand?” Cinderella smiled and said, “Yes, I understand!”

Cinderella had a wonderful time at the ball until she heard the first stroke of midnight! She remembered what the fairy had said, and without a word of goodbye she slipped from the Prince’s arms and ran down the steps. As she ran she lost one of her slippers, but not for a moment did she dream of stopping to pick it up! If the last stroke of midnight were to sound... oh... what a disaster that would be! Out she fled and vanished into the night.

The Prince, who was now madly in love with her, picked up the slipper and said to his ministers, “Go and search everywhere for the girl whose foot this slipper fits. I will never be content until I find her!” So the ministers tried the slipper on the foot of every girl in the land until only Cinderella was left.

“That awful untidy girl simply cannot have been at the ball,” snapped the stepmother. “Tell the Prince he ought to marry one of my two daughters! Can't you see how ugly Cinderella is?”
But, to everyone’s amazement, the shoe fitted perfectly.
Suddenly the fairy appeared and waved her magic wand. In a flash, Cinderella appeared in a splendid dress, shining with youth and beauty. Her stepmother and stepsisters gaped at her in amazement, and the ministers said, “Come with us Cinderella! The Prince is waiting for you.“

So Cinderella married the Prince and lived happily ever. As for the cat, he just said “Miaow!”

Cerita Lucu

.>>Kakak: “Dik, coba tebak orang apa yang kakinya empat?”

Adik: “Orang lumpuh Kak…”

Kakak: “Salah…!”

Adik: “Orang aneh…”

Kakak: “Salah…!”

Adik: “Orang apa sich emangnya?”

Kakak: “Orang bilang sich kuda, kucing, anjing, dll.”

Adik: “Yeeeeeeeeeee…!”

.>>Kejadian ini bermula ketika secara tak sengaja aku berpapasan dengan tukang Mie Ayam keliling yang biasa beredar di depan rumah. Siang itu, kulihat dia tengah berasyik masyuk di pinggir jalan, cekikikan sambil melihat sesuatu yang ada di tangannya. Bahkan saking asiknya, gerobak mie ayam itu ditinggalkannya begitu saja, seakan mengundang pemulung jail untuk mengangkutnya

Karena penasaran, diriku pun bertanya…

“Mas Jason…” (panggil saja demikian, karena dia sering dipanggil Son ama pelanggannya) “Son… mie ayamnya siji maning sooon…, sedang apa kok asik bener di pojokan?” tanyaku.

“Eh mbak cakep… (satu hal yang aku suka dari Jason adalah: Orangnya suka bicara Jujur!), ini mbak, lagi update status!!…”

WADEZIG!!!

“Weehhh… njenengan fesbukan juga to??” tanyaku heran.

“Ya iyalah mbak… hareee geneee ga fesbukan?!? Lagian kan lumayan juga buat menjaring pelanggan lewat fesbuk, kata pak Hermawan Kertajaya kan dalam berdagang kita harus selalu melakukan diferensiasi termasuk dalam hal pemasaran mbak…”

GLEK!! Kalah gw! Gw yang sering naik Kereta ke jawa aja gak tau kalo ada yang namanya Hermawan Kereta Jaya.

“Emang mas statusnya apa?” tanyaku penasaran.

“Nih mbak aku bacain: Promo Mie Ayam, beli dua gratis satu mangkok, beli tiga gratis nambah kuah, beli empat gratis timbang badan… takutnya anda obesitas… segera saya tunggu di gang Jengkol, depan tengkulak Beras Mpok Hepi. Mie Ayam Jason : Melayani dengan Hati… ampela, usus dan jeroan ayam lainnya…”

GUBRAK!!!

Dua kosong untuk mas Jason…

Gw yang udah lama fesbukan aja gak bisa bikin status se-atraktif dia.

Tapi ada yang aneh pas kulirik ke henpon yang dia pake, aku kira henponnya blekberi atau minimal nokia seri baru yang uda bisa pake internetan. Selidik punya selidik, ternyataa… henponnya lawas bin jadul… HP yang masih monokrom, suara belum poliponik, dan masih pake antena luar kayak radio AM.

“Mas, tapi kok bisa update fesbuk pake henpon sederhana gitu? (bahasa halusnya henpon lawas) Gimana caranya??”

“Owwh… gampang mbak, saya tinggal nulis statusnya lewat SMS lalu kirim ke Tri?” jawab dia datar.

“Ohh… mas nya pake Kartu Three ya? Yang gratis internetan itu?”

“Bukaaaan mbak, Tri itu lengkapnya Tri Ambarwati… Dia itu pacar saya, sama-sama dari Tegal, yang kerjaannya jagain Warnet 24 Jam! Jadi kalo butuh update, tinggal sms dia aja nanti dia yang gantiin status saya, lha wong dia tiap hari di depan komputer jagain warnet. Paling sebagai balesannya saya gratisin mie ayam seminggu sekali… murah to…”

Mendadak kepalaku pusing…

Bagaikan menderita dehidrasi akut sekaligus hipotermia tingkat tiga, aku limbung mendengar jawaban spektakuler dari mas Jason…

BRUK!!

“Lho mbak…mbak… jadi beli mie ayam ndak… kepriben iki?”

MAU UPDATE STATUS GRATIS?
PAKE TRI!
MAU???

About Feel

*Cinta itu bahagia tapi menyakitkan
*saat kita mencintai kita bahagia,saat kita cemburu kita terluka
*Cinta tak harus memiliki itu BOHONG....!!!!!!!!
.>semua orang ingin memiliki,bahkan terkadang merasa harus memiliki
*Dengan melihat orang yang di cintai bahagia kita pun bahagia itu lebih BOHONG...!!!
.>kita hanya pura-pura bahagia.!!! di saat hati kita sakit,itu mengajarkan kita untuk menjadi MUNAFIK.
*Lebih bahagia dicintai daripada mencintai...SALAH..!!!
.>Saat dicintai kita hanya merasa BANGGA, namun saat mencintai kita dapat merasakan arti bahagia yang sesungguhnya...

pemandangan

Nampak indah pemandangan di medini, membuat ku pengen rono meneh.....kapan yo???

kosong

Jangan pernah menyepelekan hal yang kosong, contoh: botol yang kosong dapat kita isi dengan hal" yang kita inginkan, hasilnya pun akan lebih maksimal,apa yang kita inginkan akan tersimpan dengan baik, beda dengan botol yang sudah terisi, apa yang akan kita isikan mungkin tidak ngaruh, karena jika kita ingin semua yang kita inginkan masuk pasti isi botol itu akan tumpah, dan kita tak tahu kalau yang tumpah itu apa bener" hal yang sudah tak terpakai, atau bahkan hal penting yang masih kita butuhkan,
Itu sama dengan kinerja otak kita, maka dari itu tak semua hal kosong itu tak berguna.

mitha