hantu durian!!

ku kangen sama kamu....... isk isk isk. ini untuk kamu...

(mengikut mandrem mambang P.Ramlee)
wahai durian yg gebu lagi wangi lagi lemak2 rasanya.....
berdampinglah denganku wahai si durian yang gebu....
durian datang dari pokok buah durian.....

(mengikut kata2 sudin dlm seniman bujang lapuk)
hey...... durian!
wajahmu berduri-duri bak seludang
warnamu kuning berseri2 bak bulan purnama
walaupun susah nk mencarimu kerana kene tunggu musim,
bau dan rasa lemak2 manis dan lembik2 itu tetap menjadi pujaan hatiku!

CUT!!
ouch!
berangan lah kau, berangan.
haish.....
bila la nk dtg musim durian lagi......
nk durian kampung...
durian kawin pun best jugak.... nk yg warna kuning, xpun kuning pucat2 jadi lah...

huhuk... durian... sy rindu awak....

BEAUTIFUL HUNTER

you don't have to fake it all along. yes, i know..
you sure are a good hunter
playing cards with beautiful number
floating your charms better and better
and that has made me wonder.

owh my beautiful hunter,
will you discard me from your game
as i only lay here wonder
wondering when you'll be tame

if you see beautiful flowers swaying
which one will you take away singing
if you see all the stary stars hanging
i know you'll take the most glittering

but hey.
i'm not like the stary stars
nor i am any beautiful flowers
if you want me right from the start
you should know me right from under

>bila rasa sunyi, ini lah yg terjadi.. haish... eden xsangko boleh tulis bnda alah cmnih. haha..

ketika hujan lebat...

feelings change, memories don't.

faults forgiven, but not forgotten.

pain is not when it bleeds, but when it hurts.

why it can't be so simple.

why it can't be blown away? and if i did, it comes back.

why it can't be thrown, as i always wanted to hold it, but it's not solid.
i feel the pain, but how many i take my pills, it seems like no cure.
how can i flush it as waste as i can never have a taste of it.
and how can it be expensive as it doesn't have a price in the world.

versus

the hardest battle is when
i'm against myself.
something yang saya suka
tak semestinya baik untuk saya.
and
something yang saya tak suka
maybe sebenarnya baik untuk saya.

a versus
through and through


by all the senses and the meanings of the word.