Light steps paraded
Breaking through time measures distance
Share the load by motion.
When the sun starts to get hot
When the sweat started dripping
When jemantik diligently tickles.
One eye looks for an angle
Measure distances precisely
Opens the diaphragm accurately.
Click ... Shutter sounds.
Trying hard
Never give up
Keep working.
Like holding a scoop of water in hand
Do not be angry if it seeps away without remaining
Not being possessed
But the taste it creates.
There is no reason to escape
when longs and memories meet
like chasing rain kids
sometimes happy when it's wet
or shivering when drenched is over
loneliness is rain, and rainbows are nothing but memories
Same time we are proud to play with fire
Can't hold it unless you hold it
Oil is in the hand but the substance is what is felt
I guess we are not that different as water and fire
If you are unable to have, it is enough to give meaning.
He said, longing to be created by God
so that a couple who are fighting do not forget each other
sincerity, able to make the soul happy
cheerfully treading existing new days
memories is my way of naming
for every second of our past.
Feeling and looking for what could leave traces
Not just a name
Or make them remember the meaning of service
But life is more than leaving a taste
A taste that makes them better,
When or not together.
Let this longing slowly disappear in the most secret way
as secret as tears unable to translate
long to me like a cup of coffee
there is always a bitter side to every sweet encounter
expanse of miss Lubariskan at the end of the morning
one by one into the vacuum
without a break that we call love.
photographers do not always take pictures
but can be opposed to hallucinations
and a must-have love.
