Love looks on tempest and is never shaken

Love storm through hearts, it’s strong force and endless power touching the core of every single one of us. Shakespear says’s love look on tempest and is never shaken, however, i do not believe that to be true.

When love looks at the strongest of mountains it shakes. Fear too visits love, but what shakespear does not mention is there are always two halves of love. For love to happen, two halves will always be there , to support, to the shaking , to ward off fear. Love is blind, i agree with that. But not blind how people think, love sees the bad and turns it to good, love can alter appearance, chnage personality and fuel lives.

Sorry is a bit random but my brain is a bit weirrd! Vote if you liked it and comment if you want too

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A lot of thank, for lovely spring.

I dont know what i’d to say but actually there are so manyy unexpected things that happen in this March, i really thank so much much to God who always blessed me all time, on my way. AlhamdulilahI, I passed a lot of things in this March such as KKN program from my college then i must finishied the individual report and group report to reach out my comprehensive exam which was also held in March and only had distance for a week. Goddamn! I wanna shout loudly if i remembered it again. Actually i thought i could not finish it all in March, but i could. I felt a big pain, cant slept all night , slept too late .not ate too much and etc etc. Then when i met people around me , i always complained and talked again about my thesis or my munaqosyah exam. I felt so scared that i could not reach it . I already made some plans in my life, especially what i should to do in the future, it would be like bomb for me if i could not be reached out. T...

When Twilight Speak

On starlight road. Blue neon star sign blinks. On my way out of this world. Off a cliff and slingshot past the moon. On the other side of the twilight. I meet with you. We walk the bridge of shadows. Over the river of light. When Twilight Speak Under the orange sky I feel your arms and fall on your sweet smile Tomorrow songs. Played on yesterday's light strings. Lyrics of time. And melodies of dreams. Bandung, 13 Nov 2016

WRITE CARELESSL NOW.

Everytime you look at the stars, it is like opening a door. You could be anyone , anywhere. You could be yourself at any moment in your life. You open that and realise you're the same person under the same stars. Camping in the backyard at eleven , driving alone, topping the edge of the city, looking up at the stars, walking a path, riding a rowboat, staring out the window of a car, you're eleven again. Out here where the world begins and ends, its like nothing ever stops happening. Idk, about this one. But honestly sometimes u must to write even its something important or not.

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