Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Be like a Candle


Candle

I wish I could be like summer rain, giving the water down, growing the flowers, not the wind nor thunder

Whenever sunset fading away, night comes again, i wait for the moonlight passing thru my window and shining my dark room, I start thinking about life and love


Giving soul of loving,  a true love to me,  not an unsolved mysteries of blind love,  vanishing into the reddish morning sky, reflection  of sun peeping fro m the horizon

When lover goes blind, it wouldn’t find the true  love, in fact it’s completely lust love

Love only someone purely not looking for the rich nor some interest, because it will  lose the value of honesty

The moon give life again for night wanderer, no one wake up, except those lust of desire, only be found Inside of our heart

Like a moving clouds, shine by moonlight moving for the freedom as my love is locked somewhere, at someplace far from here

Be the lover,  be graceful, crazy to love me, never worry, be the true over for me

Be a candle, it burn itself to give a light for others, it changes the darkness to be seen 

Be your love the essence true love and return to the root of the root of your own love , in your soul, to death.


Eloquence of love is silence , be in love at dawn of your life give  secrets you really want.

Whenever the wind is perfect blowing your face, just feel the scent of love, open your mind and feel the beauty of life

The way you love someone is the way of someone will love you,  love from your heart can touch unlimited border of red sky ant morning horizon

Love yourself as you love me completely and return to the root of the root of your love , in your own soul, to death

Whenever lover says something unpleasant, be wise to ask for apology by kissing, smiling or just whispering something brilliant love words


I feel the breeze at dawn, giving me a secrets to tell  and keep me not to go back  to sleep

The moon bright fade away when reddish clouds come from the east horizon, sunrise slowly shown up to my face,  where my spirits live

Syafuan Gani
end of January  2013
Doha, Qatar.

1 comment:

  1. lovely "Be a candle, it burn itself to give a light for others, it changes the darkness to be seen"

    I wish i could be yuor candle :-)

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