wanna cry out loud....

25/7/10

ak raser cam nk ngis sekuat ati...

nk lepaskn perasaaan nie...

ini semua sbb CINTA

bia la people gonna label me as " minah Jiwang'

i don't care..

ak prnh merasai raser indahnya perih hati ini

..

dan raser hancurnya harapanku ...

semua karna CINTA y melepaskan ak utk pergi
jauh drinya..

rasa ini adlh abadi sekalipn kau tau bagaimana rasernya..

sekali pn kau fahami.
.

tp kau fikir aku salah mengerti this feeling.....

 cuma aku nk kau tahu

  sebenarnya cintaku begitu besar kpdmu...

Tingginya khayalku bersamamu

utk ak lalui hidup y tersisa ini

Di setiap hariku

Di sisa akhir nafas hidupku y masih ader...

Walaupun aku tau semua hanya ada dalam mimpiku

Hanya ada dalam anganku

Melewati hidup ini...

 

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Farewell My Love

As I lay in bed,
Tossing and turning about,
You slept soundly next to me.

Listening to your rhythmic breathing,
I turned over and hugged you close to me,
And my tears began to fall.

Afraid that you would be awakened,
I quickly turned my back to you,
Trying my very best to quiet my sobs.

An aching feeling griped my heart,
And the ache continued to squeeze my heart,
Making me wanting to cry out loud.

Days without you seem unbearable,
And even now I struggle to chase away these sad thoughts,
That torment my mind and grieve my heart.

I try not to recall memories of our first departure,
The endless tears and fear of separation,
And I wonder if I can withstand another heart-wrenching episode.

I worry if you will be alright on your own,
During the days when I am not by your side,
After we have created so many memories together.

When I imagined you with that lost boy look, 
That conveyed your loneliness and longing for me,
I pray that our love will make you strong in the days ahead.

I am hardly confident that I can hold myself together,
When I have to leave you for the second time,
And return to where I came from with a weeping heart.

How I wish I could say out loud to you,
I don't want to leave and please make me stay,
So that we can build a new life together.

But reality came down hard on me, 
We don't have the means to start a new life now, 
Till you can make it on your own to come get me.

Your faraway presence will keep me company,
As I hold dear to the magical moments we have shared, 
And strive to keep our our love burning in my heart.

Things happened for a reason,
And I had gone through much to be with you,
If we are meant to be together we will be.

Our separation will be a test of our love,
Whether it will withstand the challenge of distance and time,
And grow into something stronger and more enduring.

Farewell my love,
May you smile whenever you think of me,
And may we be embraced in each other's arms once again.

A Mother's Love by Fion Lim

How deep is a mother's love?

How far does a mother's love go?
 

Is there a limit to her love?
 

Is there always enough of her love?

A mother will for the love of her children,
 

Do the things ordinary beings will not do, 
 

Things that are seen as a bother,
 

She has them done without much fuss.

Always making sure there is ample food for all,
 

Hiding her countless worries for her children,
 

Swallowing anger when her pride is bruised,
 

Forgiving the very child who hurt her feelings.

Taking under her loving and gentle wings, 
 

The little children of her own children, 
 

Pouring her unmatched devotion and affection,
 

Spelling out the great depth of her endless love.

Now tell me can you measure a mother's love?

what love means....

This is from a widely circulated email where the source is unknown:
A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:


"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all even when his hands got arthritis, too. That's Love."
Rebecca - age 8


When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth."
Billy - age 4


"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."
Karl - age 5



"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French Fries without making them give you any of theirs." 
Chrissy - age 6



"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired." 
Terri - age 4

"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."
Danny - age 7




"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss." 
Emily - age 8

"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen." 
Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)



"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate."
Nikka - age 6



"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears iteveryday." 
Noelle - age 7



"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well." 
Tommy - age 6



"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore." 
Cindy - age 8

"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."
Clare - age 6

"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken." 
Elaine-age 5


"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford."
Chris - age 7

"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day."
Mary Ann - age 4


"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her oldclothes and has to go out and buy new ones."
Lauren - age 4




"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you" 
Karen - age 7

"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross."
Mark - age 6




"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."
Jessica - age 8

And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child. (Now this will melt your heart.) The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked him what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry."

A Box of Kisses

The story goes that some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.

Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy." He was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found the box was empty.

He yelled at her, "Don't you know that when you give someone a present, there's supposed to be something inside it?"

The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and said,"Oh, Daddy, it is not empty. I blew kisses into the box. All for you, Daddy."

The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her forgiveness.

It is told that the man kept that gold box by his bed for years and whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.

In a very real sense, each of us as humans have been given a gold container filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children, friends, family and God. There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.

Death Is Not The End

Her name was Bonnie. She was 57 years old the day she died. It was her birthday. She was a hard worker who loved gardening in her sprawling country yard. She was a beloved elementary school teacher and volunteer in her community. She loved her family and her baby grandson.

She was a woman of faith and honor. She was the kind of person you could always count on to be there if you needed anything. I know...she was my neighbor.

As a testament to the impact she had on the lives of those she met, the line at the funeral home wound back and forth in serpentine fashion through the room in which she lay, into the reception area, out the door and down the long parking lot. She was loved by countless many.

The verse on her memorial card was a profound expression of the inextricable mix of her love of the beauty in nature and her faith in the afterlife. May we all find hope and comfort in these exquisite words by Juanita DeLong:

My Hereafter

Do not come when I am dead
To sit beside a low green mound,
Or bring the first gay daffodils
Because I love them so,
For I shall not be there.
You cannot find me there.
I will look at you from the eyes of little children;
I will bend to meet you in the swaying boughs of bud-thrilled trees,
And caress you with the passionate sweep of storm-filled winds;
I will give you strength in your upward tread of everlasting hills;
I will cool your body in the flow of the limpid river;
I will warm your work-glorified hands through the glow of the winter fire;
I will soothe you into forgetfulness to the drop, 
drop of the rain on the roof;
I will speak to you out of the rhymes of the Masters;
I will dance with you in the lilt of the violin,
And make your heart leap with the bursting cadence of the organ;
I will flood your soul with the flaming radiance of the sunrise;
And bring you peace in the tender rose and gold of the after-sunset.
All these have made me happy,
They are a part of me;
I shall become a part of them.

by Juanita DeLong

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She will live on.

my hope..

hye... oops assalamualaikum...

arienie gller letih..

cos 2 program ajk peers ne handle..

dri kul 8.30 ingga kul 5 ptg..

ltih dowh...

program pertama kul 8.30 ingga kul 1ptg...

program sal amal ibadah (jus 4 junior.)

ader oc dri jengka dtg woo sumer alim2...

bile tgk at kaum adam y dtg uh..

sejuk ati..

best nyer lau dpt suami cam tu.. bhagia dunia akhirat..

laki cam tu la y ak impi..

pndi bergaya asalkn ikut syariat islam..

n walaupn brgaya tp dlm ati ader keimanan dan mencintai Allah sepenuh hati..

tnpa perlu ditunjukkn secra fizikal...

tp.. pyhnya nk jumpa this type of guy...

ak lau bleh nk cri this type of men plus matang .. maybe 3 atau 5 taun lebh tue dr ak..

tp ak tau kiter hnya mmpu merancng Allah y menetukn..

karna hanya dier y tau y mane trbek utk ak..

so wat se skunk jus brserah pd Allah..

y pntg stdy lu...y len ltk at tepi..

enth knapa ak tetiba pikir sal nie..uhhu

 biasa r..

kekdg bnda nie akn trlints d fikrn .. biasa r umr akkn semakin meningkat...

AYAT INI LUAHAN HATIKU..HUHUHU

bismillahirahmanirrahim.....

ya Allah jika ak jtuh cinta ya Allah.

cintakn lah ak seseorg y melabuhkn cinta pada mu..

agar ak dpt kekuatanku utk mencintaiMu...

ya Muhaimin..

jika ak jatuh hati...

izinkn ak menyentuh hati seseorg y hatinya bertaut pdMu..

agar tidak trjatuh ak ke dlm cinta nafsu..

ya Rabbana,,

jika ak jatuh hati..

jagalah hatiku padanya

agar tidak brpaling dripda hatiMu..

ya Rabul Izzati,...

jika ak rindu..

rindukanlah ak pd seseorg y merindui syahid dijalanMu...

Ya Allah ..

jika ak menikmati cinta kekasih mu,

jgnlah kenikmatan itu melebihi kenikmatan 

indahnya bermunajah di sepertiga mala terakhirmu..

Ya Allah 

jika Engkau mnghalalkn ak merindui kekasihMu

jgn biarkan ak melampaui batas sehingga..

melupakn ak pd cinta hakiki dan rindu abadi hanya untk Mu..

AMIN....

HARAPAN  ini iklas dri hatiku.uhuhu

salam