Wednesday, 12 October 2011



Life is like river, 
time is like its water, 
once water flow down the river ,
u can't never force the water to move backwards...
the river is fill with rock,
but water still flown,
the rocks are tears and despairs,
the water lilies are hope and smile.

the river side is a border to follow,
cross that border you'll lose,
though you can start again,
if you don't start again,
you'd be a pond or a puddle,
stuck in a place,
lost and not to find your road to end.


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