<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088</id><updated>2012-02-17T01:29:06.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perdu,Mal et Seule..Agmal a’ouyoun filkone ana shiftaha!</title><subtitle type='html'>I decided to get a blog to post my poems..CENTRALISATION OF SOURCES &amp; RESOURCES..due to some popular demand from acquaintances to read my humble poems from my personal The Blue Book. [Oh yes my poems are copyrighted :) ] Read &amp; feel free to comment. No tongue or finger will get chopped off. I promise.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-2323412576179325915</id><published>2008-04-17T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T03:14:32.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1,2,3...</title><content type='html'>Assalamualykum dearest hero of mine... 17 April 2008:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As honey as can be, &lt;br /&gt;responsible &amp; never neglecting. &lt;br /&gt;As honey as can be, &lt;br /&gt;genuine care that you show.&lt;br /&gt;As honey as can be,&lt;br /&gt;soft touches &amp; loving gaze.&lt;br /&gt;As honey as can be,&lt;br /&gt;loving me more than yourself.&lt;br /&gt;As honey as can be,&lt;br /&gt;never scrimping when it comes to me &amp; us.&lt;br /&gt;Three years &amp; counting to 100,&lt;br /&gt;you are my honey,&lt;br /&gt;as sweet &amp; real as any lover could get!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-2323412576179325915?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/2323412576179325915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=2323412576179325915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/2323412576179325915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/2323412576179325915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2008/04/assalamualykum-dearest-hero-of-mine.html' title='1,2,3...'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-3639028391711538476</id><published>2007-09-16T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T02:45:00.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku dan dunia</title><content type='html'>Sangkaku segalanya makin teratur&lt;br /&gt;Aku makin selesa&lt;br /&gt;Sehingga aku senang bicara&lt;br /&gt;Mereka rasa sakit dan terhiris&lt;br /&gt;Aku rasa, aku bukanlah semana yang digambarkan&lt;br /&gt;Dunia patut berhenti memberi tumpuan kepadaku dan berhenti mendengar keluhanku&lt;br /&gt;Takkan kemana mereka bersamaku&lt;br /&gt;Aku hanya mendatangkan lara pada sang merak yang terbang &lt;br /&gt;Harapannya mungkin musnah lagi&lt;br /&gt;Ia tak mungkin mencecah pelangi seperti diharap-harapkan &lt;br /&gt;Mereka semakin terusik&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-3639028391711538476?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/3639028391711538476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=3639028391711538476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/3639028391711538476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/3639028391711538476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2007/09/aku-dan-dunia.html' title='Aku dan dunia'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-8227404723619286037</id><published>2007-04-17T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T12:25:23.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>730 days</title><content type='html'>It's time &lt;br /&gt;For us to listen to our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 2 of dreams, me and u&lt;br /&gt;Visions we built over 730 days&lt;br /&gt;It seems that the road I less traveled&lt;br /&gt;Has brought me this far &lt;br /&gt;In every move&lt;br /&gt;In every dream&lt;br /&gt;I thanked Allah&lt;br /&gt;For letting us meet&lt;br /&gt;Crossing the bumpy road&lt;br /&gt;Stumbling upon the rough ride&lt;br /&gt;For the leap that we took 2 yrs ago&lt;br /&gt;We stood the ground we now stand&lt;br /&gt;Still with faith and growing with hope&lt;br /&gt;I thanked Allah for the story He has written&lt;br /&gt;And writing&lt;br /&gt;And I know we are both looking forward &lt;br /&gt;To completing this journey&lt;br /&gt;Insya Allah&lt;br /&gt;With hands steadfast and open hearts&lt;br /&gt;I know u know&lt;br /&gt;That this journey happens&lt;br /&gt;Simply and only for the best&lt;br /&gt;May we reach our aim and destination&lt;br /&gt;May we be blessed and may we stay loved&lt;br /&gt;Ameen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-8227404723619286037?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/8227404723619286037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=8227404723619286037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/8227404723619286037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/8227404723619286037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2007/05/730-days.html' title='730 days'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-116550914962424267</id><published>2006-12-08T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T00:32:29.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deviance</title><content type='html'>Tears flow without cause&lt;br /&gt;A smile curves around my lips&lt;br /&gt;Mad? I don’t see reason&lt;br /&gt;I was moved&lt;br /&gt;When you decide to embrace my imperfections&lt;br /&gt;You rationalised the obscurities&lt;br /&gt;Lightened the bruises and turned them into God’s disguised blessings&lt;br /&gt;Baptised my guilt and they became my self indulgence&lt;br /&gt;Coloured my pale cheeks&lt;br /&gt;Deviance this may be&lt;br /&gt;But evil I am not&lt;br /&gt;If something as pure as love exists&lt;br /&gt;Beautify it all, as the acts of love one deems&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-116550914962424267?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/116550914962424267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=116550914962424267' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/116550914962424267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/116550914962424267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2006/12/deviance.html' title='Deviance'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-115506448675359251</id><published>2006-08-09T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T03:14:46.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Views</title><content type='html'>With great poetry, one line can mean one thing when viewed in a certain light, and something entirely different when it's read again. Think of your life as an epic poem in progress, with various possible interpretations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-115506448675359251?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/115506448675359251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=115506448675359251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/115506448675359251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/115506448675359251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2006/08/views.html' title='Views'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-115086758110918188</id><published>2006-06-04T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T13:36:01.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anugerah</title><content type='html'>Dia ciptakan engkau untukku&lt;br /&gt;Kerna adanya engkau&lt;br /&gt;Aku mampu mengukir senyuman dan akhirnya tertawa&lt;br /&gt;Aku pernah dambakan&lt;br /&gt;Telinga yang mendengar&lt;br /&gt;Mata yang melihat&lt;br /&gt;Hati yang prihatin&lt;br /&gt;Jiwa yang sayang&lt;br /&gt;Tangan yang melindungi&lt;br /&gt;Bukan kerna terpaksa atau dek rasa tanggungjawab&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kerna ikhlas&lt;br /&gt;Kerna diri yang mencintai dan menghargaiku&lt;br /&gt;Engkau semestinya yang Dia tetapkan buatku&lt;br /&gt;Aku bersyukur dan terus berharap&lt;br /&gt;Aku bukan dalam mimpi fantasi&lt;br /&gt;Kerna engkau satu anugerah dari-Nya buatku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-115086758110918188?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/115086758110918188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=115086758110918188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/115086758110918188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/115086758110918188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2006/06/anugerah.html' title='Anugerah'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-114555872029122928</id><published>2006-04-21T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T02:49:20.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1st year !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Since the day&lt;br /&gt;We accepted each other's love,&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled upon the moment of truth&lt;br /&gt;17th April 2005&lt;br /&gt;Those have since been the minutes of revelation&lt;br /&gt;How blind the world has been&lt;br /&gt;To the truest love a woman can get&lt;br /&gt;And feel&lt;br /&gt;For the roads we trampeled&lt;br /&gt;For the bridges that we crossed&lt;br /&gt;Circumtances made us mature&lt;br /&gt;We learnt....and we love&lt;br /&gt;For the peace that you brought to this soul&lt;br /&gt;For the smiles you often curve on this lips&lt;br /&gt;For the sparkle you brought to my eyes since Day One&lt;br /&gt;For the shared experiences, bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;For the support&lt;br /&gt;For strengthening my faith&lt;br /&gt;For the passion you ignited, once and since then it's still burning&lt;br /&gt;.For the love and care,&lt;br /&gt;Yes for all the love my baby,&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;No one deserves this better than you do, love.&lt;br /&gt;Happy 1st year of being together.&lt;br /&gt;Let's carry on with this baby.&lt;br /&gt;I'm all geared for our road trip!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-114555872029122928?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/114555872029122928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=114555872029122928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/114555872029122928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/114555872029122928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-1st-year.html' title='Happy 1st year !'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-114277664107096523</id><published>2006-03-19T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T21:57:21.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am</title><content type='html'>I am sorry&lt;br /&gt;for  sulking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry&lt;br /&gt;for feigning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sorry&lt;br /&gt;for the state that I am in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sorry&lt;br /&gt;for landing here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sorry&lt;br /&gt;for feeling like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe&lt;br /&gt;it is all only natural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe&lt;br /&gt;this is part of being me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just living me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-114277664107096523?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/114277664107096523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=114277664107096523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/114277664107096523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/114277664107096523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am.html' title='I am'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-113683109616389787</id><published>2006-01-10T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T02:31:53.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Such Eyes (translation of Ojos así)</title><content type='html'>yesterday I knew a sky without sun&lt;br /&gt;and a man without ground&lt;br /&gt;a saint in prison&lt;br /&gt;and a sad song with no owner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya he ya he ya la he&lt;br /&gt;and I knew your black eyes&lt;br /&gt;ya he ya he ya la he&lt;br /&gt;and now I know that I&lt;br /&gt;cannot live without them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked the sky only one wish&lt;br /&gt;that I could live in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I have already wandered the entire world&lt;br /&gt;and I come to say one thing to you&lt;br /&gt;I traveled from Bahrain to Beirut&lt;br /&gt;I went from the North to the South Pole&lt;br /&gt;and I did not find such eyes&lt;br /&gt;as those that you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rabboussamai fikarrajaii (I asked the sky only one wish)&lt;br /&gt;fi ainaiha aralhayati (that I could live in your eyes )&lt;br /&gt;ati ilaika min haza lkaaouni (I have already wandered the entire world)&lt;br /&gt;arjouka labbi labbi nidai (and I come to say one thing to you)&lt;br /&gt;I traveled from Bahrain to Beirut&lt;br /&gt;I went from the North to the South Pole&lt;br /&gt;and I did not find such eyes&lt;br /&gt;as those that you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday I saw a woman pass&lt;br /&gt;underneath her camel&lt;br /&gt;a river of salt and a boat&lt;br /&gt;abandoned in the desert&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-113683109616389787?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/113683109616389787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=113683109616389787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/113683109616389787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/113683109616389787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2006/01/such-eyes-translation-of-ojos-as.html' title='Such Eyes (translation of Ojos así)'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-113683067285119828</id><published>2006-01-10T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T02:34:28.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ojos así</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;ayer conocí un cielo sin sol &lt;/div&gt;y un hombre sin suelo&lt;br /&gt;un santo en prisión&lt;br /&gt;y una canción triste sin dueño&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya he ya he ya la he&lt;br /&gt;y conocí tus ojos negros&lt;br /&gt;ya he ya he ya la he&lt;br /&gt;y ahora sé que nopuedo vivir sin ellos yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;le pido al cielo solo un deseo&lt;br /&gt;que en tus ojos yo pueda vivir&lt;br /&gt;he recorrido ya el mundo entero&lt;br /&gt;y una cosa te vengo a decir&lt;br /&gt;viaje de Bahrein hasta Beirut&lt;br /&gt;fui desde el Norte hasta el polo sur&lt;br /&gt;y no encontré ojos así&lt;br /&gt;como los que tienes tú&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rabboussamai fikarrajaii&lt;br /&gt;fi ainaiha aralhayati&lt;br /&gt;ati ilaika min haza lkaaouni&lt;br /&gt;arjouka labbi labbi nidai&lt;br /&gt;viaje de Bahrein hasta Beirut&lt;br /&gt;fui desde el Norte hasta el polo sur&lt;br /&gt;y no encontré ojos así&lt;br /&gt;como los que tienes tú&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayer vi pasar una mujer&lt;br /&gt;debajo de su camello&lt;br /&gt;un río de sal y un barco&lt;br /&gt;abandonado en el desierto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-113683067285119828?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/113683067285119828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=113683067285119828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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essential&lt;br /&gt;How could it be?&lt;br /&gt;Can a mistake just slip by&lt;br /&gt;Is this an indication of weakness&lt;br /&gt;How could it be,&lt;br /&gt;if everything seemed so perfect?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-113682980626624953?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/113682980626624953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=113682980626624953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/113682980626624953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/113682980626624953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2006/01/unconventional.html' title='Unconventional'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-113665613229217393</id><published>2006-01-08T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T01:48:52.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You made me</title><content type='html'>I realize now that I had never known&lt;br /&gt;what it meant to be loved&lt;br /&gt;until I was loved by you&lt;br /&gt;I never had  a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;I never even dared to harbour any reverie&lt;br /&gt;You showed me it's okay to hope&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know you as love at first sight&lt;br /&gt;You moved me&lt;br /&gt;Subsequently&lt;br /&gt;A humble woman of hopeful wishes&lt;br /&gt;to a heightened level of sovereignty&lt;br /&gt;Because of you love lives in my soul&lt;br /&gt;Because of you I have laughter in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can't thank you enough&lt;br /&gt;but one thing for sure&lt;br /&gt;I know I am loving you as much as I am living&lt;br /&gt;'cause baby,&lt;br /&gt;You are once in a lifetime&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-113665613229217393?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/113665613229217393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=113665613229217393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/113665613229217393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; your real japanese name generator! today!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Created with &lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Rum&lt;/a&gt; and Monkey&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Name&lt;/a&gt; Generator Generator&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-113558775126161529?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/113558775126161529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=113558775126161529' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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cross&lt;br /&gt;Of roses that we plucked and kept in our baskets&lt;br /&gt;Of freshly baked cookies and cake&lt;br /&gt;Of  walking up hills and trudging down them&lt;br /&gt;Of the hardwork we’ve put in&lt;br /&gt;Of strolling along beaches and by the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Of coffee-sipping and shoe-shopping&lt;br /&gt;Of laughter and cries&lt;br /&gt;Of the late nights and the memories&lt;br /&gt;Of bus rides and slow walks&lt;br /&gt;Of ups n downs&lt;br /&gt;Life&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how we’ve indeed grown up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-113544531545407223?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/113544531545407223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=113544531545407223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/113544531545407223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/113544531545407223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2005/12/life-as-it-is.html' title='Life as it is'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-113544376856904982</id><published>2005-12-25T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T01:02:48.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold</title><content type='html'>Let’s pray this is not a dream&lt;br /&gt;that’s waiting to be shattered&lt;br /&gt;Let’s pray this is not a dream&lt;br /&gt;that’s waitin for us to come awaken&lt;br /&gt;Let’s pray this is not a dream&lt;br /&gt;I want to live through this&lt;br /&gt;I want to get through this if indeed all this is a dream&lt;br /&gt;Please don't wake me up&lt;br /&gt;Hold the clock&lt;br /&gt;Hold the rooster&lt;br /&gt;Hold your breath and be silent&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel this&lt;br /&gt;See this&lt;br /&gt;Reminisce in this moment&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep through this&lt;br /&gt;Even if it means eternity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-113544376856904982?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/113544376856904982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=113544376856904982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/113544376856904982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/113544376856904982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2005/12/hold.html' title='Hold'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-113268570002050741</id><published>2005-10-17T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T13:52:33.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Always Been You!</title><content type='html'>And how can I ever love so much&lt;br /&gt;if it was not you who made me fall&lt;br /&gt;from the pedestal of my female ego&lt;br /&gt;to the foot of this feminine tenderness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how can I ever care so much&lt;br /&gt;if it was not you who moved this inner self&lt;br /&gt;ignites my anxiety&lt;br /&gt;then eased my trepidation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how will I ever forget you&lt;br /&gt;since your presence breathed life into me&lt;br /&gt;maintained my sole survival&lt;br /&gt;then now,&lt;br /&gt;manifesting as my purpose of subsistence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck,&lt;br /&gt;why do I even think about you so much&lt;br /&gt;You fill every corner of my sight&lt;br /&gt;sufficed the voids&lt;br /&gt;You become my days&lt;br /&gt;light up my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6891/498/1600/Tijah&amp;me02.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6891/498/1600/Tijah&amp;amp;me02.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/523/1891/1600/Tijah&amp;me02.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/523/1891/1600/Tijah&amp;amp;me02.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I am completed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-113268570002050741?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/113268570002050741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=113268570002050741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/113268570002050741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/113268570002050741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-always-been-you.html' title='It&apos;s Always Been You!'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-111902772296448961</id><published>2005-06-18T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T00:58:55.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain over My Roses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6891/498/1600/wilted1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6891/498/320/wilted1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am today giving&lt;br /&gt;What I received&lt;br /&gt;Even though I'm still holding&lt;br /&gt;The reigns of mis-accomplishment&lt;br /&gt;of the sinking ground beneath my feet&lt;br /&gt;of the furthening sky beyond my reach&lt;br /&gt;of the scattered gold dusts too fine to sift&lt;br /&gt;too minute to feel&lt;br /&gt;too small to accentuate&lt;br /&gt;the beauty of being me&lt;br /&gt;In the garden of my wilted roses&lt;br /&gt;Rain has just started pouring down&lt;br /&gt;I just fear for their safety and well-being&lt;br /&gt;Should they come to feel burdened&lt;br /&gt;to wake&lt;br /&gt;to stand upright&lt;br /&gt;to cheer and to be the cheerful&lt;br /&gt;yet for one more day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-111902772296448961?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/111902772296448961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=111902772296448961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Hantarannya...sakit dan nazak&lt;br /&gt;Tamu bertandang menghadiahkan esak tangis&lt;br /&gt;Pengantin dimandikan&lt;br /&gt;Dipakaikan baju cantik putih&lt;br /&gt;Wangian gaharu dan cendana&lt;br /&gt;Keranda jadi pelaminan&lt;br /&gt;Pengantin bersanding sendirian&lt;br /&gt;Di arak keliling kampung&lt;br /&gt;Berkompangkan azan dan kalimah kudus&lt;br /&gt;Akad nikahnya bacaan talkin&lt;br /&gt;Berwalikan liang lahat&lt;br /&gt;Saksi pula nisan-nisan&lt;br /&gt;Siraman air mawar&lt;br /&gt;Keluarga terdekat menepung tawar&lt;br /&gt;Tiba masa pengantin menunggu sendirian&lt;br /&gt;Malam pertama bersama KEKASIH...&lt;br /&gt;Di kamar bertilamkan tanah&lt;br /&gt;Dan Dia menuntut janji&lt;br /&gt;Sucikah kita tatkala berpadu..&lt;br /&gt;Pernahkah taubat sepanjang hayat&lt;br /&gt;Atau terkubur bersama dosa-dosa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-111769831605026566?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/111769831605026566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=111769831605026566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/111769831605026566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/111769831605026566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2005/06/pertunangan.html' title='Pertunangan'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-110951964435534031</id><published>2005-02-27T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T23:54:04.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Point the finger</title><content type='html'>Point the finger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us point the finger&lt;br /&gt;to you and me&lt;br /&gt;on who deserves to be the pointer&lt;br /&gt;Pointing back at me&lt;br /&gt;Is it me again&lt;br /&gt;Indecisive,fickle,unreliable&lt;br /&gt;Adjectives running thru my mind&lt;br /&gt;like blood flowing thru porous veins&lt;br /&gt;With no direction,messy traffic&lt;br /&gt;Scattered mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it me again&lt;br /&gt;to pick up the rubbish &lt;br /&gt;and dump them into the hole&lt;br /&gt;Black&lt;br /&gt;Can it be you this time&lt;br /&gt;Just once in a while&lt;br /&gt;Can you take the blame and un-burden me&lt;br /&gt;Can you just&lt;br /&gt;Pick the tab and go&lt;br /&gt;Just clear the mess and get the hell outta my way&lt;br /&gt;Don't&lt;br /&gt;  Ever&lt;br /&gt;     Look &lt;br /&gt;        Back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-110951964435534031?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/110951964435534031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=110951964435534031' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/110951964435534031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/110951964435534031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Tau Mr Tau Mr Tau(Huey)&lt;br /&gt;We got nothing goin on&lt;br /&gt;Just like normal Singaporeans out on an evening&lt;br /&gt;Chilling out @ the cafe&lt;br /&gt;Me said Hi, me smiled n he smiled&lt;br /&gt;He asked my name,while signing on the cover of "MegaDance" CD&lt;br /&gt;He flipped the thing over after signing it n i said " Sorry,&lt;br /&gt;I have your CD but I didnt bring it today, N I have just thist toilet paper for thee"&lt;br /&gt;n he's laughing n all n said "No dont worry.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Mr Tau.. Mr Tau Mr Tau Mr Tau(Huey)&lt;br /&gt;We got nothing going on&lt;br /&gt;My friend got Tau to sign on the cafe receipt.&lt;br /&gt;What a memorable evening.&lt;br /&gt;All this while&lt;br /&gt;the cafe crew are busy&lt;br /&gt;daring one another to approach d man for his autograph.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Mr Tau..Mr Tau Mr Tau Mr Tau(Huey)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Well, my encounter with the man. Nice. Too bad I had no cameraphone with me.-----&gt;&gt; Nov 2005: now 9 months down the road, I feel like hmmmm...NOTHING GREAT LAH dey...TAU is as boring as a COW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-110952068658537918?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/110952068658537918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=110952068658537918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/110952068658537918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/110952068658537918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2005/02/me-and-mr-tau.html' title='Me and Mr Tau'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-110814593058728017</id><published>2005-02-12T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T02:18:50.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wxplotter.com/ft_nq.php?im"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wxplotter.com/images/ft/nq.php?val=1588" alt="I am nerdier than 29% of all people. 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/&gt;Aku berdiri lagi, masih aku berdiri&lt;br /&gt;Ku lihat kapal seterusnya menuju ke mari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-110537624282398631?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/110537624282398631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=110537624282398631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/110537624282398631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/110537624282398631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2005/01/pelabuhan.html' 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/&gt;Maafkanku wahai Yang Punya kuasa&lt;br /&gt;Sekiranya ingkarku membuat semua berubah tidak seperti selalu&lt;br /&gt;Ketidaktentuan telah Engkau pastikan&lt;br /&gt;Agar keadaan menjadi tenang,&lt;br /&gt;Aku harap esok kau tersenyum kembali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-110443509237775148?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/110443509237775148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=110443509237775148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/110443509237775148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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yesterday, calm and relaxing you&lt;br /&gt;Blue yet smiling&lt;br /&gt;Quiet yet never threatening&lt;br /&gt;Your silence only spelt serenity&lt;br /&gt;Now you burst with insanity&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid&lt;br /&gt;We trembled, did you see?&lt;br /&gt;But now I am recovering&lt;br /&gt;So please help me recuperate&lt;br /&gt;Comfort me when it is Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-110443219966617229?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/110443219966617229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=110443219966617229' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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I ventured into the small store and was immediately engulfed in another world,even though there were only accessories and some books selling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAZAR The Legend of the Good Luck Charm was the theme at IstanBlue, hence the EYES set the theme for the shop. And me being myself as always am obsessed with the beauty of the eye..and Turkey. So I got myself and my sisters a good luck charm bracelet each, not for the charm nor the magic, but for the Turkish intrigue i can feel whenever i touch the bracelet,more so whenever i wear it around my wrists..Call me silly, yes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-109880432450991864?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/109880432450991864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=109880432450991864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109880432450991864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109880432450991864'/><link 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you spoke&lt;br /&gt;When you gave me advice&lt;br /&gt;I did not hear&lt;br /&gt;Any pretence&lt;br /&gt;Any camouflage&lt;br /&gt;I heard or I listened for&lt;br /&gt;The camarade&lt;br /&gt;The sincerity&lt;br /&gt;Of the advice from your kind self&lt;br /&gt;I heard&lt;br /&gt;Because I listened&lt;br /&gt;I always do listen to you&lt;br /&gt;Really&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-109836887950949089?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/109836887950949089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=109836887950949089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109836887950949089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109836887950949089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2004/10/advice-from-your-kind-self.html' title='Advice From Your Kind Self'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-109595666084844717</id><published>2004-09-24T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T00:24:20.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conflict but not Confusion</title><content type='html'>conflict within myself&lt;br /&gt;with myself&lt;br /&gt;express what I feel?&lt;br /&gt;thought it won't be accurate&lt;br /&gt;emoting with words&lt;br /&gt;they are merely cold and lifeless&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't help, being abandoned&lt;br /&gt;to a state of utter emptiness&lt;br /&gt;have you ever felt void&lt;br /&gt;although surrounded&lt;br /&gt;alone&lt;br /&gt;although it is crowded&lt;br /&gt;lost&lt;br /&gt;even though you have always been guided&lt;br /&gt;by the invisible hand you know is in you&lt;br /&gt;struggling with my faith&lt;br /&gt;although I'm never in doubt&lt;br /&gt;keeping hold on myself&lt;br /&gt;although I am in control&lt;br /&gt;and will always be&lt;br /&gt;help me with a solution&lt;br /&gt;I can also use one sacred resolution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-109595666084844717?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-109353707719158011</id><published>2004-08-27T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T00:24:58.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hope</title><content type='html'>I Hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that&lt;br /&gt;You are finally ready&lt;br /&gt;To be honest&lt;br /&gt;To be open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you are finally&lt;br /&gt;Indulging in yourself&lt;br /&gt;Like how you used to&lt;br /&gt;Baring yourself naked&lt;br /&gt;To the harsh ironies&lt;br /&gt;Of our confused hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you are finally&lt;br /&gt;Able to say&lt;br /&gt;Those unspoken words&lt;br /&gt;And not merely gesturing them&lt;br /&gt;Through silly smiles and gifts&lt;br /&gt;And then through disappearing acts&lt;br /&gt;You so often observe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you are finally ready &lt;br /&gt;To undo your deeds&lt;br /&gt;To elucidate my uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;Finally, &lt;br /&gt;I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-109353707719158011?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/109353707719158011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=109353707719158011' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109353707719158011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109353707719158011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-hope.html' title='I Hope'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-109283868327271552</id><published>2004-08-18T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T22:18:03.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unspoken words</title><content type='html'>unspoken words&lt;br /&gt;you scare me&lt;br /&gt;hurt more than all words&lt;br /&gt;can tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unspoken words&lt;br /&gt;please, scream, sob,&lt;br /&gt;say something&lt;br /&gt;never be silent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unspoken words&lt;br /&gt;how much of a coward you are&lt;br /&gt;how cruel you can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unspoken words&lt;br /&gt;come on, say something&lt;br /&gt;perhaps if I hear you,&lt;br /&gt;you may become a friend, &lt;br /&gt;instead of my enemy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unspoken words&lt;br /&gt;you say nothing&lt;br /&gt;but you mean everything&lt;br /&gt;you think you're wise&lt;br /&gt;but you're so empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unspoken words&lt;br /&gt;go ahead&lt;br /&gt;be brave&lt;br /&gt;say what I already understand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dri Cook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-109283868327271552?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/109283868327271552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=109283868327271552' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109283868327271552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109283868327271552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2004/08/unspoken-words.html' title='unspoken words'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-109216409829595499</id><published>2004-08-11T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T02:54:58.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>John Locke</title><content type='html'>"So difficult it is to show the various meanings and imperfections of words when we have nothing else but words to do it with."&lt;br /&gt;-John Locke,philosopher (1632-1704)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-109216409829595499?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/109216409829595499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=109216409829595499' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109216409829595499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109216409829595499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2004/08/john-locke.html' title='John Locke'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-109129354980836868</id><published>2004-08-01T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T01:47:45.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall</title><content type='html'>If I choose to drop you&lt;br /&gt;One by one&lt;br /&gt;Lost petals you will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I choose to lose you&lt;br /&gt;Why are you still here&lt;br /&gt;Lingering around&lt;br /&gt;Outside peopled rooms&lt;br /&gt;Keeping tab&lt;br /&gt;Keeping watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I choose to ignore&lt;br /&gt;When I deny your mere existence &lt;br /&gt;Why are you still hovering&lt;br /&gt;Filling in the frame of painted pictures&lt;br /&gt;Shamelessly hanging on my bedroom wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be off with you&lt;br /&gt;Be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can never retrace your steps&lt;br /&gt;What about the muddy shoeprints you left behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-109129354980836868?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/109129354980836868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=109129354980836868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109129354980836868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109129354980836868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2004/08/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-109137571619471686</id><published>2004-07-14T10:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T00:06:11.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation..Birthday..what a July 2004</title><content type='html'>In 13 days' time, I will have twenty-two years deducted off my life-span. My time is now twenty-two years' shorter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now a Bachelor(ette) too. All praise be to Allah. &lt;br /&gt;Overgraduate. The silly mortarboard is supposed to bless my forehead with good luck and sky-rocketing paycheck, while the borrowed-from-HarryPotter gown is said to protect me from rude conspiring backstabbing colleagues and dangers of the real world. So, i'm still waiting for the magic...c'mon Potter, work your magic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img12.imgspot.com/u/05/5/22/withabah1.jpg" width="150px" height="200px" alt="A picture" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with my father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img13.imgspot.com/u/05/6/05/withmak.jpg" width="200px" height="250px" alt="A picture" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with my mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-109137571619471686?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/109137571619471686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=109137571619471686' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109137571619471686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109137571619471686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2004/07/graduationbirthdaywhat-july-2004.html' title='Graduation..Birthday..what a July 2004'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-109129398559348831</id><published>2004-03-27T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T01:25:59.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Embroidery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6891/498/1600/embroidery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6891/498/320/embroidery.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6891/498/1600/wilted1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embroidery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the falling flowers&lt;br /&gt;There is the fallen tear&lt;br /&gt;With the loud cheer&lt;br /&gt;There is an inner jeer&lt;br /&gt;Over silenced ache&lt;br /&gt;With the colourful splendour&lt;br /&gt;Comes the searing grey&lt;br /&gt;With the securing of the knot&lt;br /&gt;You have loosened this tie&lt;br /&gt;Among the standing ovation&lt;br /&gt;Do not ignore the soulful solitude&lt;br /&gt;Wearing a smile so perfect&lt;br /&gt;The best of actor is put to shame&lt;br /&gt;Within the applause&lt;br /&gt;Little tristesse decides to stay put&lt;br /&gt;Say, with the cool evening&lt;br /&gt;Comes the cold rebuff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-109129398559348831?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/109129398559348831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=109129398559348831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109129398559348831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109129398559348831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2004/03/embroidery.html' title='Embroidery'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-109134958138007413</id><published>2004-03-11T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T16:45:06.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L Around Me</title><content type='html'>L Around Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life, with a capital L&lt;br /&gt;Causes others to exist&lt;br /&gt;Like Lights and Lantern&lt;br /&gt;On the street&lt;br /&gt;Together with Luck and the Luckless&lt;br /&gt;Breathing down on me&lt;br /&gt;Looking at me&lt;br /&gt;Anticipating my next reaction&lt;br /&gt;Loathsome&lt;br /&gt;Like Language&lt;br /&gt;Forcing me to speak through a body so Languid&lt;br /&gt;“Laissez-faire!”&lt;br /&gt;Just me Lashing back at my Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-109134958138007413?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/109134958138007413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=109134958138007413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109134958138007413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109134958138007413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2004/03/l-around-me.html' title='L Around Me'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-109134981848907185</id><published>2004-02-23T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T00:56:46.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wallow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6891/498/1600/wilted.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6891/498/1600/Old%20Tree1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 337px" height="337" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6891/498/320/Old%20Tree1.jpg" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a tree wallowing in self-pity&lt;br /&gt;How my leaves have fallen&lt;br /&gt;Green and dewy once, they were&lt;br /&gt;And the ground doesn't do 'em justice&lt;br /&gt;Passers-by stepping on them&lt;br /&gt;And laughing&lt;br /&gt;At this barren old tree&lt;br /&gt;The bark is exhausted&lt;br /&gt;The branches broken&lt;br /&gt;I'm still standing jere&lt;br /&gt;I have too&lt;br /&gt;The only thing clasping&lt;br /&gt;Me to the ground&lt;br /&gt;Lifting me to stand tall&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;Are the roots beneath my aged feet&lt;br /&gt;Until&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-109134981848907185?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/109134981848907185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=109134981848907185' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109134981848907185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109134981848907185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2004/02/wallow.html' title='Wallow'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-109134908130290327</id><published>2004-01-01T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T16:34:42.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love, Undefined</title><content type='html'>Love, Undefined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A question hangs&lt;br /&gt;In each drop of dew&lt;br /&gt;In the rays of the sun&lt;br /&gt;As it rises to greet&lt;br /&gt;Man and his ground&lt;br /&gt;The sea still love the shore&lt;br /&gt;And the moon&lt;br /&gt;Still embraces our night&lt;br /&gt;But what if&lt;br /&gt;The very same feeling&lt;br /&gt;Emits from within Man?&lt;br /&gt;Who shall treasure our famous Little Love&lt;br /&gt;Or is it just redundant lust&lt;br /&gt;The insecurity of being without&lt;br /&gt;In a world framed with thanks and gifts&lt;br /&gt;With the people in the picture&lt;br /&gt;Longing for eternal bliss&lt;br /&gt;And they’re shrouded in&lt;br /&gt;Distressing doubt&lt;br /&gt;So enlighten me if you wish&lt;br /&gt;On who deserves the best&lt;br /&gt;And also, if you please&lt;br /&gt;How love can be unsuppressed&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-109134908130290327?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/109134908130290327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=109134908130290327' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109134908130290327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109134908130290327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2004/01/love-undefined.html' title='Love, Undefined'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-109134927061858962</id><published>2003-12-10T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T16:37:07.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If You Should Ever Know</title><content type='html'>If You Should Ever Know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one day &lt;br /&gt;You should ever know&lt;br /&gt;How I’ve always longed to be loved&lt;br /&gt;Then you would understand&lt;br /&gt;Why I was always there for you&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you call&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you need to cry or complain&lt;br /&gt;When that portion of your loving heart&lt;br /&gt;Had been broken or was in pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there’s a day&lt;br /&gt;You should ever come to know&lt;br /&gt;How I’ve always longed to hear from you&lt;br /&gt;Then you would realise&lt;br /&gt;That I was very good in my disguise&lt;br /&gt;For even as I console or even as I cheer&lt;br /&gt;About the girl you fondly called your dear&lt;br /&gt;I was secretly crying of pain&lt;br /&gt;And myself actually envying her&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how she was so lucky&lt;br /&gt;And how I was so stupidly vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However my dear,&lt;br /&gt;If there’s to be a day&lt;br /&gt;You should happen to find out&lt;br /&gt;About all these that I wrote&lt;br /&gt;And then it would be too late…&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me&lt;br /&gt;For not being here anymore for you&lt;br /&gt;For nor being able to hold on a bit longer for you&lt;br /&gt;For not being able to listen to you when you are in need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t that easy for me anyway&lt;br /&gt;To go when I had to&lt;br /&gt;Before I even had the chance&lt;br /&gt;To hear you say&lt;br /&gt;You are starting to love me too… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-109134927061858962?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/109134927061858962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=109134927061858962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109134927061858962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109134927061858962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2003/12/if-you-should-ever-know.html' title='If You Should Ever Know'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-109142442503818938</id><published>2003-11-02T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T13:41:53.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hasrat: Sedikit Imbasan</title><content type='html'>Hasrat: Sedikit Imbasan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6891/498/1600/muslimahrose.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6891/498/200/muslimahrose.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Insaf itu tidak terhenti&lt;br /&gt;Keinsafan bukan hanya sekali&lt;br /&gt;Ia berterusan, intipati kehidupan&lt;br /&gt;Seharian manusia bertangisan&lt;br /&gt;Bercucuran air mata mengenang Baginda&lt;br /&gt;Mengimbas kembali kejahilan diri&lt;br /&gt;Dibiarkan nafsu menguasai diri&lt;br /&gt;Namun begitu, ketidaksengajaan itu&lt;br /&gt;harus tinggal sebagai sejarah&lt;br /&gt;Nakhoda hidupku harus diubah&lt;br /&gt;Ku rasakan diriku kecil dan hina&lt;br /&gt;tidak layak bertempat di Syurga&lt;br /&gt;tiada daya ku menghadapi Neraka&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun hanya setitis kemunkaran&lt;br /&gt;bukankah wajib ku menginsafi&lt;br /&gt;memohon ampun redha Ilahi&lt;br /&gt;Tidakkah ku tunggu hari tuaku&lt;br /&gt;Bimbang hari itu dan aku&lt;br /&gt;tak sempat bertemu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-109142442503818938?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/109142442503818938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=109142442503818938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109142442503818938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109142442503818938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2003/11/hasrat-sedikit-imbasan.html' title='Hasrat: Sedikit Imbasan'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-109143790223575218</id><published>2003-03-02T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T17:12:00.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rasa dan Perasaan</title><content type='html'>Rasa dan Perasaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasa kesunyian&lt;br /&gt;sepi sang lautan&lt;br /&gt;walaupun ia mewah&lt;br /&gt;sebahagian besar dunia adalah ia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasa kesuraman&lt;br /&gt;sepi sang gunung&lt;br /&gt;walaupun ia gagah&lt;br /&gt;simbol perkasa di bumi Allah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasa kebahagiaan&lt;br /&gt;milik sang manusia&lt;br /&gt;hilangkah sudah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atau akan kekalkah ia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masih adakah asyik rindu dan cinta&lt;br /&gt;buat kekasih yang sebenar-benarnya&lt;br /&gt;Kesenangan sebenar perlu kau fikir&lt;br /&gt;Ia bukan setakat senyuman di tebing bibir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-109143790223575218?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/109143790223575218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=109143790223575218' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109143790223575218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109143790223575218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2003/03/rasa-dan-perasaan.html' title='Rasa dan Perasaan'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-113258266484464466</id><published>2000-11-21T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T22:17:44.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foolish Words</title><content type='html'>No one can ever &lt;br /&gt;know this sorrow&lt;br /&gt;No soul can ever &lt;br /&gt;feel this pain&lt;br /&gt;And the only way&lt;br /&gt;that I have&lt;br /&gt;to express this hurt&lt;br /&gt;Is thru some foolish stream&lt;br /&gt;of emotionless words&lt;br /&gt;on a silly piece&lt;br /&gt;of lifeless paper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-113258266484464466?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/113258266484464466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=113258266484464466' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/113258266484464466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/113258266484464466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2000/11/foolish-words.html' title='Foolish Words'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-109143838783334607</id><published>2000-08-04T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T17:20:13.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Act III</title><content type='html'>Whatever Oracles whichever statements&lt;br /&gt;It's a fact human never hold their arguments&lt;br /&gt;Ideology changes, Marxists relent&lt;br /&gt;Monarchism's still favoured by Man&lt;br /&gt;Those ruling powers, we made them so&lt;br /&gt;Yet hearts are still seeking&lt;br /&gt;The best rule to follow&lt;br /&gt;It just ain't enough&lt;br /&gt;One being affluent&lt;br /&gt;Time and tide is always&lt;br /&gt;to remain inadvertent&lt;br /&gt;People mature under time and experience&lt;br /&gt;But mostly, they're pressed under circumstances&lt;br /&gt;Going places, building new life&lt;br /&gt;We plan the draft&lt;br /&gt;God does the drive&lt;br /&gt;Lest we shall cry and regret&lt;br /&gt;Only He shall write the finishing act&lt;br /&gt;Clear enough, Man can nevr proclaim&lt;br /&gt;Unable to direct&lt;br /&gt;Unable to refrain&lt;br /&gt;So back we go to disguising the pain&lt;br /&gt;and we're back to acting&lt;br /&gt;all over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-109143838783334607?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/109143838783334607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=109143838783334607' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109143838783334607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109143838783334607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2000/08/act-iii.html' title='The Act III'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-109142588237603533</id><published>2000-08-03T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T14:05:15.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Act II (a reply)</title><content type='html'>A quote from an Oracle&lt;br /&gt;"Life is never meaningless, it's just a complete cycle..."&lt;br /&gt;Umbrage by your statements&lt;br /&gt;Falsehood lies, non-existant realities&lt;br /&gt;is nothing but an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should what you say is true&lt;br /&gt;Then life itself is useless&lt;br /&gt;Everyone will feel extremely blue&lt;br /&gt;Alas, for me...&lt;br /&gt;Though, however fake this world may seem&lt;br /&gt;It ain't really over till the fat lady sings!&lt;br /&gt;Why put up a false act for others to see?&lt;br /&gt;Life is just too short!&lt;br /&gt;Geez...do, please think this out loud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say we're acting is so unreal,&lt;br /&gt;To accuse being not in control is so puerile...&lt;br /&gt;We are what we are&lt;br /&gt;We'll be where we'll be&lt;br /&gt;Both in pre or post judgement Day...&lt;br /&gt;That's for now, is all I've to say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To be able to smell, feel &amp; touch today is a privilege &amp; a gift, that's why it's called the present"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-109142588237603533?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/109142588237603533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=109142588237603533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109142588237603533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109142588237603533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2000/08/act-ii-reply.html' title='The Act II (a reply)'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-109142546096081356</id><published>2000-08-02T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T13:44:56.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Act</title><content type='html'>The Act&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy isn't it&lt;br /&gt;to believe&lt;br /&gt;in what's never there&lt;br /&gt;in reality&lt;br /&gt;for it's only a fake world we share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Stupid isn't it&lt;br /&gt;             to hold on&lt;br /&gt;             to dear life&lt;br /&gt;             since the breathing had ceased&lt;br /&gt;             and the pulse has stopped&lt;br /&gt;             revealing the actors in us&lt;br /&gt;             aren't we?&lt;br /&gt;             always containing&lt;br /&gt;             our real fears and anger&lt;br /&gt;             innocently displaying the smile&lt;br /&gt;             decently concealing the hatred and vile&lt;br /&gt;             projecting love that they need from us&lt;br /&gt;             not what we want to give&lt;br /&gt;             that's why it never lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me&lt;br /&gt;in control are we&lt;br /&gt;of ourselves&lt;br /&gt;because in this so-called life&lt;br /&gt;reality is never there to begin with&lt;br /&gt;falsehood lives and we comply&lt;br /&gt;'cause we've been acting in it&lt;br /&gt;all our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-109142546096081356?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/109142546096081356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=109142546096081356' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109142546096081356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109142546096081356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2000/08/act.html' title='The Act'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-109129593286160037</id><published>2000-01-15T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T01:46:12.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noise</title><content type='html'>Noise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unduly screaming&lt;br /&gt;Sure ain’t my thing&lt;br /&gt;‘cause that’s not my style&lt;br /&gt;to let off rile&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to bind&lt;br /&gt;Like the bottled wine&lt;br /&gt;That adds cheer&lt;br /&gt;To a party of laughter&lt;br /&gt;Given the chance to bare my heart&lt;br /&gt;I’ll choose a real friend, not just any dud&lt;br /&gt;‘cause to speak up is to face your problem&lt;br /&gt;Say it out loud and they’ll share your burden&lt;br /&gt;Or is it really, like they would care?&lt;br /&gt;Or would it be another laughter, sarcastic stare?&lt;br /&gt;Shouting out frustrations, a child can pull that&lt;br /&gt;‘Keeping mum is dumb’? only fools say that!&lt;br /&gt;So it’s clear to you now which is my stand&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to shut up&lt;br /&gt;Than to add more noise&lt;br /&gt;To your brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-109129593286160037?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/109129593286160037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=109129593286160037' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109129593286160037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109129593286160037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/2000/01/noise.html' title='Noise'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-109129576572488381</id><published>1999-09-01T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T01:42:45.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foolish Words</title><content type='html'>Foolish Words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can ever&lt;br /&gt;know this sorrow&lt;br /&gt;No soul can ever&lt;br /&gt;feel this pain&lt;br /&gt;And the only way&lt;br /&gt;that I have&lt;br /&gt;to express this hurt&lt;br /&gt;Is thru' some foolish streams&lt;br /&gt;of emotionless words&lt;br /&gt;on a silly piece&lt;br /&gt;of lifeless paper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-109129576572488381?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-109129527241375855</id><published>1999-08-06T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T01:34:32.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day To Cherish </title><content type='html'>Another Day To Cherish &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile with all joy and gaiety&lt;br /&gt;For morning has greeted you again&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for His witty ways&lt;br /&gt;and His loving grace&lt;br /&gt;For your day is still there&lt;br /&gt;A chance to care and make repairs&lt;br /&gt;Never stop a while to forget&lt;br /&gt;But take your time to appreciate&lt;br /&gt;The one who stood all time&lt;br /&gt;Against storm, rain or shine&lt;br /&gt;The dawn is there for you again&lt;br /&gt;So let's not waste this day, my friend&lt;br /&gt;Paint it with beautiful memories &lt;br /&gt;of gardens and flowers and strawberries&lt;br /&gt;For today is to be filled with happiness&lt;br /&gt;Void of hatred and loneliness&lt;br /&gt;So, cherish your time while you still can&lt;br /&gt;Before this road comes to the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-109129527241375855?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/109129527241375855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=109129527241375855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109129527241375855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109129527241375855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/1999/08/another-day-to-cherish.html' title='Another Day To Cherish '/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-109129465224577884</id><published>1999-08-03T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T01:28:28.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kite</title><content type='html'>The Kite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the kite go loose&lt;br /&gt;Just let it fly away&lt;br /&gt;Since it's flown away&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame the boy&lt;br /&gt;for not holding it tight&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame the wind&lt;br /&gt;for blowing with all its might&lt;br /&gt;The string may still snap one day&lt;br /&gt;If not today&lt;br /&gt;And the boy would still cry anyway&lt;br /&gt;He would still cry anyway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-109129465224577884?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/feeds/109129465224577884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800088&amp;postID=109129465224577884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109129465224577884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800088/posts/default/109129465224577884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laseulewahdah.blogspot.com/1999/08/kite.html' title='The Kite'/><author><name>Li Sa Tristesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/lisatristesse/me_dulu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800088.post-109129454340770214</id><published>1999-04-01T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T01:22:57.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My True Kind Self</title><content type='html'>My True Kind Self &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had it ever crossed your mind&lt;br /&gt;How life does resemble the flower rose&lt;br /&gt;When fantasies came true&lt;br /&gt;When the beloved loved you&lt;br /&gt;When the mere mention of a name&lt;br /&gt;makes all your worries seem lame&lt;br /&gt;When a smile fron that special someone&lt;br /&gt;is all you need&lt;br /&gt;to make your day&lt;br /&gt;When the world cherish your presence&lt;br /&gt;When parents do not nag&lt;br /&gt;and for once,listen and appreciate&lt;br /&gt;for the child that you are&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people never noticed&lt;br /&gt;or sometimes they chose not to see&lt;br /&gt;Your true kind self&lt;br /&gt;The beauty that lies underneath&lt;br /&gt;the caring heart,the warm smile&lt;br /&gt;the kind gestures full of love&lt;br /&gt;But, rest assured my true kind self&lt;br /&gt;Your love and warmth will never fade beyond me&lt;br /&gt;For I shall preserve the beauty of a heart so kind&lt;br /&gt;You bore neither grudge nor hatred&lt;br /&gt;But that they failed to see&lt;br /&gt;Let them say your are ugly&lt;br /&gt;Let them say you are unworthy&lt;br /&gt;For I am the one who knows you best&lt;br /&gt;Because I am you and you are me&lt;br /&gt;And that's the way, forever, it shall remain to be...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800088-109129454340770214?l=laseulewahdah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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