Tuesday, November 26, 2002

Anak bandel!!! Udah di bilangin biasakan pake notepad sbg file backup! by sherly at 11:22 AM [+]

Monday, November 11, 2002

November Yet one smile more, departing, distant sun! One mellow smile through the soft vapory air, Ere, o'er the frozen earth, the loud winds run, Or snows are sifted o'er the meadows bare. One smile on the brown hills and naked trees, And the dark rocks whose summer wreaths are cast, And the blue gentian-flower, that, in the breeze, Nods lonely, of her beauteous race the last. Yet a few sunny days, in which the bee Shall murmur by the hedge that skirts the way, The cricket chirp upon the russet lea, And man delight to linger in thy ray. Yet one rich smile, and we will try to bear The piercing winter frost, and winds, and darkened air. by sherly at 1:39 AM [+]

Friday, November 01, 2002

CRASH Ranting patah menjadi dua gelas pecah ke lantai terbagi-bagi, berserakan entah sampai ke mana Bulan datang, lalu pergi karena hendak mencari cinta yang ada hanya sisa tapi tak bisa ku berikan patah, patah, dan patah tak besambung karena kecewa. © roses by sherly at 7:29 PM [+]

Tuesday, October 22, 2002

I'm falling into a deep blue sea... there is no tree to hang me on... there is no sand to shower me upon... there is shore to reach up! take him back to tell how this roses adore.. and always hope watered with loves to take the lilies some soil for writing on on it's dark night, they glow alone. waiting to be reached passing in this sickness i'm looking for the mercy mercy of my own emotion oh, when will this end? powerless surround the grass stand without the bones how i need the root it needed to have that strenght to be a star by the day then it shall be lasting years. © roses by sherly at 6:50 AM [+]

Sunday, October 13, 2002

OCTOBER Aye, thou art welcome, heaven's delicious breath! When woods begin to wear the crimson leaf, And sons grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief, And the year smiles as it draws near its death. Wind of the sunny south! oh, still delay In the gay woods and in the golden air, Like to a good old age released from care, Journeying, in long serenity, away. In such a bright, late quiet, would that I Might wear out life like thee, 'mid bowers and brooks, And dearer yet, the sunshine of kind looks, And music of kind voices ever nigh; And when my last sand twinkled in the glass, Pass silently from men, as thou dost pass. by sherly at 1:10 AM [+]

Monday, October 07, 2002

For Sister Grina, You are always my friend when I am happy or when I am sad when I am all alone or when I am with people You are always my friend if I see you today or if I see you a year from now if I talk to you today or if I talk to you a year from now You are always my friend and though through the years we will change it doesn't matter what I do or it doesn't matter what you do Throughout our lifetime you are always my friend by sherly at 11:50 PM [+]

Tuesday, October 01, 2002

I'd like to thank my brother Jhon, for this blog. Mauliate bang! GBU Always.... by sherly at 2:14 AM [+]