Enya | Exile Cold as the northern winds in December mornings, Cold is the cry that rings from this far distand shore. Winter has come too late too close beside me. How can I chase away all these fears… lagi →
SoliloquyDM wrote 1 day ago: Enya | Exile Cold as the northern winds in December mornings, Cold is the cry that rings from this f … more →
Tito wrote 1 month ago: “Kuh, kuh…” sambil jarinya nunjuk sesuatu. “kakakaa…” ngomong se … more →
DM wrote 5 months ago: Like a comet Blazing ‘cross the evening sky Gone too soon Like a rainbow Fading in the twinkli … more →
lizamaulida wrote 6 months ago: 1 Aku memandang keluar jendela, cahaya matahari menyilaukan pandanganku yang masuk melalui jendela-j … more →
DM wrote 11 months ago: We’ve Had Enough Michael Jackson Love was taken from a young life And no one told her why Her … more →
yusranpare wrote 1 year ago: MALAM lebaran tahun ini rada istimewa. Bukan di mesjid, tidak pula di rumah, melainkan di Unit Gawat … more →
jeffkristianto wrote 1 year ago: Asia Line sudah memakai motif Batik sejak 1998, ketika memulai bisnis Photo Frame. Tentunya, Batik a … more →
DM wrote 1 year ago: and it doesn’t seem to matter and it doesn’t seem right ’cause the will has brought no fortune still … more →
DM wrote 1 year ago: In our darkest hour In my deepest despair Will you still care? Will you be there? In my trials And m … more →