farewell

this is my last post on this blog, so be grateful

i'm gonna make my story to a tale for you

i can't make it as a poem, so here it is

FAREWELL

once upon a time, there was 3 kingdoms

first kingdom, led by a kind yet humble king, yves

second kingdom, led by a smart and beautiful queen, ann

and the last kingdom, led by an evil king, otto

at first, yves fall in love with ann, but ann rejected

ann loves someone else, which is otto

but otto is an evil being, he knows that yves loves ann

so he tricked ann to attack yves

at first ann showed up in yves kingdom gates

yves, shocked with happiness, call the guards to open the gate

but there was an ambush, coming from an opened gates

so ann's kingdom wreck the whole town, leaving yves wounded and broke

otto feel satisfied, and take ann inside his kingdom

but not before long till otto feels bored

suddenly he saw yves building his empire from dust to gold

yet he tries to trick ann again

ann, full of depression, comes to yves kingdom

she was told by the king, otto

"if you're the queen i was looking for, you must prove it to me

bring me yves heart, and i'll marry you"

so ann come to yves's kingdom, full of depression

so he kneel before yves, begging for mercy

she pured all her might to make a lie

to convince yves to make an opening for attack

yves is a humble king, so he forgive ann. he gives a second chance

and invite ann to his kingdom, to his throne

but suddenly, ann stabbed him from the back

ann takes his heart away, and give him to his lord, otto

otto feels satisfied again, yet if won't last long

he unites the kingdoms within his hand

then he fell in love with another kingdom's princess

and dumped ann for good

ann, confused, walking through the woods of hatred

there she founds yves's body, paralyzed

yves's not dead, he's barely breathing

there was only one thought on ann mind, to impress otto again

then she founds an axe, left by some woodchuck

she wields the axe high above her head

and get ready to chop the king's head

but he saw yves face, covered by blood and tears

the end of the story, i don't know. coz i'm still living that story

but i'll make sure this story has an ending

maybe in a week, a month, a year, nobody knows

but if you have a good idea for ending let me know

until then, goodbye for now

thanks for reading or see this blog

i'm going on a trip, so this is goodbye

be grateful, and farewell :)

crimson day

"I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Your love is sweet misery
I was cryin' just to get you
Now I'm dyin', cause I let you
Do what you do, down on me"

Cryin' - Aerosmith

that's hurts when you know she's your cinderella and you're not prince charming

it's a pain in the heart when you know someone stabbed her from the back

that's a shame that you know about it and can't do anything about it

i'm sure you'll be broken when you know, she sees you as nothing

yeah it's been a while since i feel this feelings

this is not a poem or something i wrote about everyday

this is a story about man, that think he's important

but somehow realized that he's nothing

there's a time that a man loved his lover very much

but her lover just using him as a substitution

he know it, but he can't do anything about it

he feels pain inside, but he can't help falling in love

and when the girl falls to agony by her lover, she's broken inside

the man knows that, and try to comfort her

all he can do is talk talk and talk his mind

talk all in his head, all the useless thing came up he's mind

he knows another girl care for him, feel his pain

even if he know that, he's persistent

she's been reaching to his heart, make it good

built a shelter of trust inside his burning heart

the man knows that, he knows all about it

but his eyes blinded by fire of love

he doesn't see everyone besides that girl

and let the possible got away, take the impossible

he's possessed, he hear nothing else

except moan and cries all over the place

he kneel down by his feet, and pray

so God give him strength to survive

this story ain't over, coz he's still living on it'

and in anytime at a moment, he'll end it

on the crimson day he'll pour everything in his head

even knowing that he'll failed, he's just plain stubborn

well i'm saving this ending till next event

just thinking, when the day has come, bloody red crimson day

as the red wine pouring to his cup

his tears become blood, paint his coffin

Kamis, 2010 January 07