Flipping through the diary
Reading at a normal pace
Reminiscing the good old days
Smiling widely.
The sad stories
Written with teary eyes
The happy stories
Eagerly written for pages.
Sometimes it's hurt
Sometimes it's worth smiling.
Everything seem to be the untold story
For the girl to be heard
For the boy to be understood.
Until the last page
The story seems to be ended
At a point that we don't even know.
Enjoy it while it lasts
Because it never does.
For the untold story
Mum's the word
As the world is not always
The stage for a storytelling contest.
p/s : Just a piece of thought before going to sleep on
8 buah fikiran:
Your poem is nice :)
I love it :D
Liselle MonCherie: thank you liselle! glad to hear it. :)
anNaqia ni pandai berpuitis rupa2 nya... :)
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Fiksyida: sikit-sikit boleh la. tapi, xdelah puitis sangat. ni sesambil nak mengasah english je. thankyou cik syida! :)
wah, maksudnya nukilan nih dibuat pada bulan lepas lah yer? hehehe nice lah! =D
Mizz ErMa: yep2. semalam belek diari, terjumpa balik nukilan ni. saje letak dalam blog. :)
kadang2 x perlu diceritakan semuanya..hehe
awesome poem!
O CIKTEDDY: yes, cik teddy. ade cerita yang tak perlu diceritakan. :)
thankyou my dear. :)
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