Thursday, April 21, 2011


he had such quiet eyes
she did not realise
they were two pools of lies
layered with thinnest eyes
to her, those quiet eyes
were breathing desolate sighs
imploring her to be nice
and to render him paradise

if only she'd been wise
and had listened to the advice
never to compromise
with pleasure seeking guys
she'd be free from the hows and whys

now here's a bit of advice
be sure that nice really means nice
then you'll never be losing at dice
though you may lose your heart once or twice

(poem by Bibsy Soenharjo)


first time aku baca poem nie..pergh sentap hati terus....memang bagus betul poem nie jadi bahan pembelajaran tuk english literature...banyak nasihat...ayat die pun puitis but senang nak faham... ayat yang paling aku suka... be sure that nice really means nice...wow mendalam maksud....nie poem yang kedua aku suka after the road not taken...wonderful..(n_n)




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