pointbreak
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It's not easy to be me.....
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Post by pointbreak on May 5, 2004 14:57:29 GMT 8
Hi kengkawan!!!!! ;D Sesaper yg ada poem best2 postler kat sini. Tak kisahler friendship poem ker, love poem ker, apa2 jer la...  Let's share it 2geda, k. |
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pointbreak
Junior Student
It's not easy to be me.....
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Post by pointbreak on May 5, 2004 14:58:27 GMT 8
FRIENDS WITHOUT FACES
We sit and we type,
and we stare at our screens ...
We all have to wonder what this possibly means.
With our mouse we roam through the rooms in a maze,
Looking for something or someone,
as we sit in a daze.
We chat with each other,
we type all our woes ...
Small groups we do form,
and gang up on our foes.
We wait for somebody to type out our name ...
We want recognition,
but it's always the same.
We give kisses and hugs,
and sometimes flirt ...
We chat deeply and reveal why we hurt.
We do form friendships,
but why we don't know ...
But some of these friendships,
will flourish and grow.
Why is it on screen we can be so bold,
Telling our secrets that have never been told.
Why is it we share the thoughts in our mind
With those we can't see,
as though we were blind.
The answer is simple,
it is as clear as a bell.
We all have our problems
and need someone to tell.
We can't tell real people,
but tell someone we must ...
So we turn to the 'puter and to those we can trust.
Even though it is crazy,
the truth still remains ...
They are Friends Without Faces and odd little names
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Post by StRiDeR on May 5, 2004 15:00:15 GMT 8
Hi kengkawan!!!!! ;D Sesaper yg ada poem best2 postler kat sini. Tak kisahler friendship poem ker, love poem ker, apa2 jer la... Let's share it 2geda, k. o.k, pointbreak...aku ader byk poem...tapi byk dah post kat thread emosi...x pe, nanti aku post kan kat sini yerk... |
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Post by atokENSEM on May 5, 2004 17:42:25 GMT 8
FRIENDS WITHOUT FACES We sit and we type, and we stare at our screens ... We all have to wonder what this possibly means. With our mouse we roam through the rooms in a maze, Looking for something or someone, as we sit in a daze. We chat with each other, we type all our woes ... Small groups we do form, and gang up on our foes. We wait for somebody to type out our name ... We want recognition, but it's always the same. We give kisses and hugs, and sometimes flirt ... We chat deeply and reveal why we hurt. We do form friendships, but why we don't know ... But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow. Why is it on screen we can be so bold, Telling our secrets that have never been told. Why is it we share the thoughts in our mind With those we can't see, as though we were blind. The answer is simple, it is as clear as a bell. We all have our problems and need someone to tell. We can't tell real people, but tell someone we must ... So we turn to the 'puter and to those we can trust. Even though it is crazy, the truth still remains ... They are Friends Without Faces and odd little names best gak poem kat atas ni...sesuai ditampal kat cafe.. |
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Post by enigma on May 6, 2004 1:09:03 GMT 8
I Mean Everything I Say
A boy's first fistfight, he's crying
all the way through it, stupendously alive,
and the girl raging in her room against the elite of the earth,
it's so unconventional, emotion in the chest,
the emptiness after passion, hope like money in a jar,
it's all feeling, expansiveness unwasted & alive, no one
completely understands this, like rain on a clear day,
or amplitude, the unrestricted dispensations,
someone offering a seat, someone hitting wildly back,
the ugly judgment in the plutocrats' eyes,
all from the heart, the jostling
that begins low in the soul, some day in August
when the lover to come, disguised as someone who hates you,
wheels around the corner adjusting her hat,
and that brisk business in the big oaks, wind
conveying some new way of life — or nothing important —
across town, it touches you.
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Post by StRiDeR on May 6, 2004 15:04:35 GMT 8
to ur loves one.... dont ever break their heart 
Once in a lifetime,
you find someone
who touches not only your heart,
but also your soul,
Once in a lifetime,
you discover someone
who stands beside you, not over you,
you find someone
who loves you for who you are,
and not for you could be
Once in a lifetime,
if you're lucky,
you find someone... .
as i found YOU.
Out of everyrhing
in the world
i could hope for
there is only
one thing
it isn't something
you can buy
it's something
you feel and know
it's happiness and luv;
it's being able to luv
and knewing you are
luv in return
the only things
that i really want
the only thing
that seems or feels right
IS YOU
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Post by atokENSEM on May 6, 2004 17:38:12 GMT 8
to ur loves one.... dont ever break their heart
Once in a lifetime,
you find someone
who touches not only your heart,
but also your soul,
Once in a lifetime,
you discover someone
who stands beside you, not over you,
you find someone
who loves you for who you are,
and not for you could be
Once in a lifetime,
if you're lucky,
you find someone... .
as i found YOU.
Out of everyrhing
in the world
i could hope for
there is only
one thing
it isn't something
you can buy
it's something
you feel and know
it's happiness and luv;
it's being able to luv
and knewing you are
luv in return
the only things
that i really want
the only thing
that seems or feels right
IS YOU
ni pun best gak.. |
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Post by StRiDeR on May 6, 2004 17:52:38 GMT 8
atok x de poem best2 ke?  ...simpan yer... |
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Post by enigma on May 7, 2004 1:10:24 GMT 8
Starlight
My father stands in the warm evening
on the porch of my first house.
I am four years old and growing tired.
I see his head among the stars,
the glow of his cigarette, redder
than the summer moon riding
low over the old neighborhood. We
are alone, and he asks me if I am happy.
"Are you happy?" I cannot answer
I do not really understand the word,
and the voice, my father's voice, is not
his voice, but somehow thick and choked,
a voice I have not heard before, but
heard often since. He bends and passes
a thumb beneath each of my eyes.
The cigarette is gone, but I can smell
the tiredness that hangs on his breath.
He has found nothing, and he smiles
and holds my head with both his hands.
Then he lifts me to his shoulder,
and now I too am there among the stars,
as tall as he. Are you happy? I say.
He nods in answer, Yes! oh yes! oh yes!
And in that new voice he says nothing,
holding my head tight against his head,
his eyes closed up against the starlight,
as though those tiny blinking eyes
of light might find a tall, gaunt child
holding his child against the promises
of autumn, until the boy slept
never to waken in that world again.
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Post by enigma on May 7, 2004 1:18:17 GMT 8
pandang depan pandang belakang
pandang kiri dan jugak depan
datang dugaan dan datang mambang
hanya isteri yang dalam ingatan !
puncak delima gunung emas
akar baiduri daun manikam
laut madu pantai pelangi
berjanji aku tidak selalu lekas
bersumpah engkau tidak asyik pendam
bersama kita dalam meniti hari.....
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Post by enigma on May 7, 2004 1:21:37 GMT 8
It's you I love the most
Lyin' in bed in the afternoon…
Wandering when you'll be calling soon…
You've become the sun and the moon…
Your presence fill up the room…
Was it just me imagining…
Or is that really you calling…
You know it's you I'm missing…
A person so loving so caring…
Wish we could be together…
From now till forever…
For the better for the worst…
It's you I love the most…
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Post by StRiDeR on May 7, 2004 1:53:06 GMT 8
It's you I love the most Lyin' in bed in the afternoon… Wandering when you'll be calling soon… You've become the sun and the moon… Your presence fill up the room… Was it just me imagining… Or is that really you calling… You know it's you I'm missing… A person so loving so caring… Wish we could be together… From now till forever… For the better for the worst… It's you I love the most… best poem nie  ... |
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Post by atokENSEM on May 7, 2004 13:19:08 GMT 8
pandang depan pandang belakang
pandang kiri dan jugak depan
datang dugaan dan datang mambang
hanya isteri yang dalam ingatan !
best jugak pantun ni ye...kena org yg dah kahwin..  |
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Post by StRiDeR on May 7, 2004 23:39:31 GMT 8
missing you
I said goodbye when I didn't want you to go.
There is still so much more I want you to know.
You took my heart as I put up a fight,
But now I need you here to hold me tight.
You broke down the walls that no one has before,
And now that you're gone I need you even more.
I don't want to miss you if it means hurting like this,
But I can't stop thinking about that perfect kiss.
I miss you so much I don't know what to do,
To pass the time till I can see you.
Whatever I do you're always on my mind.
I know when I see you again my heart will shine.
You left me with an emptiness I can't fill.
You're so far away but I can feel you still.
I dream sweet things about you every night,
But nothing replaces you holding me tight.
I know the stars may seem dimmer now.
They will shine brighter when you're around.
You are so perfect, you're second to none.
You are my world, my earth, moon and sun.
Will I ever see your sweet face again?
Or is our story coming to its bitter end?
No matter how long we may be apart,
You'll always hold a special place in my heart.
All doubts be gone now and only true feelings stay.
Why is it that you have to be so far away?
Why did you have to leave me, still loved but all alone.
I understand you had to go because this is not your home.
How much I wish you were here,
Just to touch you and know that you're near.
I need to hear the sweet things you say,
And to tell you I love you in every way.
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Post by enigma on May 7, 2004 23:47:53 GMT 8
best poem nie ... dh agak dh..mesti ko suker... |
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