Showing posts with label story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label story. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Life And Love

Sunny Day
Windy Wind
Cloudy Sky
Love Is Here

At the first time, I said that falling in love is sweet
I say so because the one that I love also have same feelings with me
That's what I thought
But that time...
It ended when he said that he don't want to nearby me again

Wind Stops Its Blow
Light Turns Dark
Sweets Becomes Treats
Wings Are Broken

I tried to wipe my tears and let my sad feelings gone
Then I met that guy
A senior in my new school made me loose my sad feelings
But just for a while...
It ended when he thought that I have a crush with my best friend, and he also did the same thing; fell in love with someone else

No Shiny Days
The Wind Breeze That I Couldn't Feel
Dropping Tears
Sweet In The Tongue Turns Bitter

I thought the world is really cruel to me
I thought I wouldn't find someone to be mine
I thought wherever I go I'll not find someone
I thought the end of my Love Story becomes nearer and nearer
When I thinks so 'he' came to my life

The Rain Stops
Rainbow Colors In The Sky
Shiny Sun Appears
Wind Blows Again

'He' makes me smile, laugh and remembers me what love feels like is
And I really hope this story doesn't ended up like before...

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Jaques (Act II, Scene VII, lines 139-166) by William Shakespeare

"All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms;
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lin'd,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well sav'd, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion;
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything."

Monday, February 7, 2011

Peaceful Ending

Clouds in the crystal blue sky
Light in the dark
A calm stream
Wide field of yellow grasses
Big tree behind me
Standing at the valley


A girl with long white dress
She has short black hair
Bring a paper plane
Looking for a quite and high place


A boy with black jacket and a white shirt and blue shorts
He has short black hair
Bring a red balloon
Looking for a quite and high place

The girl saw a high and calm place
While the boy saw a high and quite place

Both of them was walking to those place
And then they stopped their foots

The girl looked and stair at the crystal blue sky
The boy looked straight forward and he saw a calm stream

That girl closed her eyes
That boy looked down to his foots

Then the girl flew the paper plane
Then the boy let go the red balloon

Both of them turned back and they leave those place together at the same time...

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Fiona’s New Year Celebration

19th century, in the middle of London, a huge manor house was built. Nobles lived in a huge manor house with many maids and butlers. One of the noble was Cartridge family. Cartridge was very popular because of the toys and candies that the Cartridge created. The Cartridge householder was Fordo Cartridge, and his wife was Avella Cartridge and they only child was Fiona Cartridge. Fiona was only 8. On December 31st, Fiona was lonely. In the manor house, there were just the chefs, butlers and the maids and her. Queen Elizabeth invited her parents to a New Year Celebration. In the huge manor house she was walking up and down the stairs with a rabbit doll she got on her hand. The butlers, the maids and the chefs were worried, looking at the Little Lady walking up and down the stairs. Then, one of the butler asked Fiona. “What are you doing Little Lady?” the butler asked “Don’t you see? I’m waiting for my parents!” she answered “Oh, yes. But, Little Lady, Great Master and Mistress will arrived at home on 1 AM tomorrow,” “is that mean that I can’t celebrate New Year without my parents?” Little Fiona asked “we-well, uh…” the butler didn’t say a thing. Fiona disappointed and she went to her room. On her bedroom, she wondered what’ll she do next while she was waiting her parents arrive at home. The clock showed 11 PM and Fiona fell asleep. One of the maid knocked Fiona’s bedroom door. And the maid said “wake up Little Lady,” “nggh…what time is it now?” Fiona asked “It is 11 PM Little Lady, may I invite my Little Lady to the Dining Room?” “Oh, sure…What is it?” “Little Lady will know what will happen soon!” the maid answered. When they entered the Dining Room, Fiona shocked. She saw a made of chocolate Big Ben replica and a princess replica besides it. “WELCOME, LITTLE LADY!” the maids, butlers and the chefs said nicely. “Will Little Lady join our New Year Party?” one of the maid asked, then Fiona answered with a wide smile “yes! I would love to!” Then Fiona celebrated the New Year Party with the butlers, maids and chefs. Fiona realized that no matter who stands besides her she’ll be happy if someone besides her is someone who loves Fiona. That night, Fiona was the happiest person in the manor house. She requested one of the butler join her with the waltz dance in the ball room. Then…DING DANG DING DANG, the clock was ringing and showing midnight. “HAPPY NEW YEAR!!” Fiona shouted happily. “Yes! Happy New Year Little Lady,” the butlers, maids and chefs said. “Thank you for all of you for accompanying me this night! Once more, thank you!” Fiona said with her innocent smile. “It is an honor, Little Lady,” the chefs, butlers and maids said. Then Fiona decided to go back to her room and have a sleep. When she closed the bedroom’s door, she walked to her bed and she wondered will she have a spectacular New Year Party next year again.