I'm sorry All my fault And if you stay mute Reveal your fault And I'm my nature And I forgot And I'm my love And I miss me Forget it all Everything changes And we are forgotten And we're hurt And I'm my

If now I am in a dream garden In my sky garden Now try to turn away The sky will not be colored, I will not feel All will not change All will not change This is my dream garden This is my heaven garden

Me and he are always together Anywhere to anywhere Me and he never separated Anywhere to anywhere But now all the memories Wonderful, meaningless memories Just make the tightness in my chest When you remember

Lulled me lost I fell in the beauty of waiting Outraged doubts That is the certainty of love I'm lost I'm lost Lid of the night fog Unfolded expectations One million saved There was a wavering heart The

Hard heart I can not I do not want Ask What I am Keep trying But feel I'm helpless All the time You do not let it You do not let go Your wish Trying to survive From my heart My wish Have it To that heart

The morning sun and the cold dew of today are oh beautiful I should start longing again today because Kangenku is not shame let alone kalu is in poison honey Help me I do not know Ooohh I do not want to

There was a beam of light sneaking down on the weeds Jolt 'I wake up from my dreams I walked along the river re looking for your mismatch The sound of crickets singing and trembling The noise is so quiet

mereka sangat merasa bahagia mesti hanya memiliki pekerjaan yang melelah ini.

Selamat pagi sahabat steemian, Yang kalian lihat ini merupakan suatu karya tangan orang aceh yang tidak semua orang bisa melukannya , seni merangkai sirih ini adalah suatu adat yang sudah di lakukan dari

Beberapa minggu yang lalu BSC( Bireuen Steemit Comunity ) menyelenggrakan meetup di pantai ujong blang bireuen, meetup ini adalah meetup yang paling banyak di ikuti oleh para steemian diseluruh aceh.

Many people who think that the center of making kris is Yogyakarta or Central Java, which both areas are commonly known as the heart of Javanese culture. But it is wrong, because the keris craftsmen center

Why do not you see what I think Everything is open to my eyes Why do not you care about the signals I'm sending through a million poems, through selaksa interest You keep freezing You drained my dreams

Selamat malam sahabat steemian dimanapun kalian berada,Apakabar kalian hari ini? semoga selalu sehat dan selalu semangat.Ini adalah karya anak bangsa yang membuat sebuah replika dari bentuk Perahu dan

The eyes of God On the sand twilight beach When you fall on my left shoulder Your hair strands hinder my sole Enjoy the home-back friendly atmosphere Like the eye of god I stand to leave you When the light

At 3 pm On the unfinished road I see little kids Naked bare chest Asik chasing the ball I approached Then sit on the higher ground To be more clear see and feel Their spirit sweats them In winning pernainan

Women's night shower at times Crusted foam shampoo ketengan Above the head by train The sluggish run of seductiveness Greeted with a crisp laughter breaking the sky The grunts of the trains are getting

A man's favorite donkey fell into a deep hole. He can not pull the donkey out, no matter how hard he tries it. Therefore, he decided to bury his donkey alive. The ground begins to be piled into the hole

The earth Walking on its axis Lika twists life spinning wildly The door of pleasure as anitarian, The door of affection coincided with cruelty The aroma door coincided with rottenness Forcing an old ball

Gelinding bumi Berjalan pada porosnya Lika liku hidup berputar liar Pintu kenikmatan seiring keanifan, Pintu kasih sayang berbarengan kekejaman Pintu aroma berbarengan kebusukan Memaksa bola tua

The obsolescent story of office rats Who likes to swim in a dirty river The old story of rat ties Who likes to break promises Then hide behind the table Work colleague In a steel cabinet The cat is coming