<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16345328</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:01:06.692+07:00</updated><title type='text'>My  Inconsistent Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>a few lines of words that transform into poetry</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkthrulife1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16345328/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkthrulife1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14648903771408460028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkS8RIcs-zk/R4rcJTqFyVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/t3OO5ai3PaY/S220/yati3.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16345328.post-5275199073087943593</id><published>2008-04-20T23:12:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T23:22:23.583+07:00</updated><title type='text'>katakanlah</title><content type='html'>aku tersenyum tapi hati ku menangis&lt;br /&gt;aku ingin menjerit sekuatnya&lt;br /&gt;agar kau tahu apa yang aku rasa&lt;br /&gt;apa yang terbuku di dada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terlalu besarkah salahku&lt;br /&gt;sehingga dipinggir begini&lt;br /&gt;tiada lagi ruang dihatimu&lt;br /&gt;untukku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kan terima segalanya&lt;br /&gt;hanya ingin kau nyatakan&lt;br /&gt;jangan diam membisu..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16345328-5275199073087943593?l=walkthrulife1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkthrulife1.blogspot.com/feeds/5275199073087943593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16345328&amp;postID=5275199073087943593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16345328/posts/default/5275199073087943593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16345328/posts/default/5275199073087943593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkthrulife1.blogspot.com/2008/04/katakanlah.html' title='katakanlah'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14648903771408460028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkS8RIcs-zk/R4rcJTqFyVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/t3OO5ai3PaY/S220/yati3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16345328.post-6086248868560921541</id><published>2008-02-14T22:06:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T22:20:19.827+07:00</updated><title type='text'>benarkah</title><content type='html'>kau kata kau suka&lt;br /&gt;nyatakan rindu&lt;br /&gt;ucapkan sayang&lt;br /&gt;dan aku masih tertanya&lt;br /&gt;benarkah segala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanya ucapan&lt;br /&gt;tanpa perlakuan&lt;br /&gt;sememangnya mudah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tidak meminta lebih&lt;br /&gt;cuma sesuatu yang bisa&lt;br /&gt;memberiku keyakinan&lt;br /&gt;pada apa yang dikatakan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16345328-6086248868560921541?l=walkthrulife1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkthrulife1.blogspot.com/feeds/6086248868560921541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16345328&amp;postID=6086248868560921541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16345328/posts/default/6086248868560921541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16345328/posts/default/6086248868560921541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkthrulife1.blogspot.com/2008/02/benarkah.html' title='benarkah'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14648903771408460028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkS8RIcs-zk/R4rcJTqFyVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/t3OO5ai3PaY/S220/yati3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16345328.post-112590621344950236</id><published>2005-09-05T14:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T14:43:33.453+07:00</updated><title type='text'>monolog 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5929/1547/1600/P1010002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5929/1547/320/P1010002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ku ingin bawa&lt;br /&gt;rindu ini jauh&lt;br /&gt;dari pandangan&lt;br /&gt;hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ku cuba lepas&lt;br /&gt;diri dari&lt;br /&gt;terus berlari&lt;br /&gt;mengejar pelangi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terkadang aku&lt;br /&gt;tewas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tewas dalam&lt;br /&gt;angan yang&lt;br /&gt;ku cipta&lt;br /&gt;sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16345328-112590621344950236?l=walkthrulife1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkthrulife1.blogspot.com/feeds/112590621344950236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16345328&amp;postID=112590621344950236' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16345328/posts/default/112590621344950236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16345328/posts/default/112590621344950236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkthrulife1.blogspot.com/2005/09/monolog-1.html' title='monolog 1'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14648903771408460028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkS8RIcs-zk/R4rcJTqFyVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/t3OO5ai3PaY/S220/yati3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16345328.post-112608277665087460</id><published>2004-08-15T14:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T15:46:16.653+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Unexpressed - Constance Fenimore Woolson</title><content type='html'>The sweetest notes among the human heart-strings are dull with rust; &lt;br&gt;The sweetest chords, adjusted by the angels, are clogged with dust; &lt;br&gt;We pipe and pipe again our dreary music upon the self-same strains, &lt;br&gt;While sounds of crime, and fear, and desolation, come back in sad refrains. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On through the world we go, an army marching with listening ears, &lt;br&gt;Each longing, sighing, for the heavenly music he never hears; &lt;br&gt;Each longing, sighing, for a word of comfort, a word of tender praise, &lt;br&gt;A word of love, to cheer the endless journey of earth's hard, busy days. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They love us, and we know it; this suffices for reason's share. &lt;br&gt;Why should they pause to give that love expression with gentle care? &lt;br&gt;Why should they pause? But still our hearts are aching with all the gnawing pain &lt;br&gt;Of hungry love that longs to hear the music, and longs and longs in vain. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We love them, and they know it; if we falter, with fingers numb, &lt;br&gt;Among the unused strings of love's expression, the notes are dumb. &lt;br&gt;We shrink within ourselves in voiceless sorrow, leaving the words unsaid, &lt;br&gt;And, side by side with those we love the dearest, in silence on we tread. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thus on we tread, and thus each heart in silence its fate fulfils, &lt;br&gt;Waiting and hoping for the heavenly music beyond the distant hills. &lt;br&gt;The only difference of the love in heaven from love on earth below Is: &lt;br&gt;Here we love and know not how to tell it, and there we all shall know.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16345328-112608277665087460?l=walkthrulife1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkthrulife1.blogspot.com/feeds/112608277665087460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16345328&amp;postID=112608277665087460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16345328/posts/default/112608277665087460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16345328/posts/default/112608277665087460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkthrulife1.blogspot.com/2004/08/love-unexpressed-constance-fenimore.html' title='Love Unexpressed - Constance Fenimore Woolson'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14648903771408460028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkS8RIcs-zk/R4rcJTqFyVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/t3OO5ai3PaY/S220/yati3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16345328.post-112608091648981445</id><published>2004-08-12T15:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T15:15:16.493+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bicara Hati</title><content type='html'>Buatmu disana...&lt;br&gt;hati kepingin bertemu&lt;br&gt;bilakah kesempatan itu&lt;br&gt;akan kunjung tiba...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Buatmu disana...&lt;br&gt;bukannya hatiku meragui&lt;br&gt;cuma inginkan kepastian&lt;br&gt;kasih cinta kita masih&lt;br&gt;seperti dulu&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Buatmu disana...&lt;br&gt;Perlukah aku melepaskan&lt;br&gt;cinta ini untuk seketika&lt;br&gt;dan tidak terlalu mengharap&lt;br&gt;untuk bahagia akan datang&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16345328-112608091648981445?l=walkthrulife1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkthrulife1.blogspot.com/feeds/112608091648981445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16345328&amp;postID=112608091648981445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16345328/posts/default/112608091648981445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16345328/posts/default/112608091648981445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkthrulife1.blogspot.com/2004/08/bicara-hati.html' title='Bicara Hati'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14648903771408460028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkS8RIcs-zk/R4rcJTqFyVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/t3OO5ai3PaY/S220/yati3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16345328.post-112607892080555041</id><published>2004-07-22T14:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T13:13:04.700+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epilog Rindu</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.acclaimimages.com/_gallery/_SM/0018-0311-2313-1239_SM.jpg" width=100 height=100&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;FONT COLOR=blue&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Semalam... &lt;br&gt;kau di ruang ingatanku&lt;br&gt;lalu aku jadi rindu&lt;br&gt;rindu pada &lt;br&gt;satu suara &lt;br&gt;satu wajah &lt;br&gt;hingga terngiang &lt;br&gt;di telingaku.&lt;br&gt;hingga terbayang&lt;br&gt;di mataku   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  Rindunya aku &lt;br&gt;  rindu pada dia   &lt;br&gt;  yang jauh&lt;br&gt;  Semalam...&lt;br&gt;  aku menanti&lt;br&gt;  panggilanmu  &lt;br&gt;  Walaupun &lt;br&gt;  ku tahu ianya &lt;br&gt;  tidak mungkin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;dan kerana rindu ini&lt;br&gt;aku rela menjadi&lt;br&gt;penanti yang setia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16345328-112607892080555041?l=walkthrulife1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkthrulife1.blogspot.com/feeds/112607892080555041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16345328&amp;postID=112607892080555041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16345328/posts/default/112607892080555041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16345328/posts/default/112607892080555041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkthrulife1.blogspot.com/2004/07/epilog-rindu.html' title='Epilog Rindu'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14648903771408460028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkS8RIcs-zk/R4rcJTqFyVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/t3OO5ai3PaY/S220/yati3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16345328.post-112607423481668682</id><published>2004-06-25T23:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T14:41:25.286+07:00</updated><title type='text'>penantianku,,</title><content type='html'>Seksanya penantian&lt;br&gt;Setiap minit ku hitung&lt;br&gt;Kau ku tunggu &lt;br&gt;Tak kunjung tiba.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Adakalanya kau&lt;br&gt;Hanya berlalu pergi&lt;br&gt;Tanpa menghiraukan &lt;br&gt;Aku yang menanti.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ada ketikanya kau&lt;br&gt;Tidak mahu berhenti&lt;br&gt;Kerana dirimu&lt;br&gt;Sudah ada yang lain.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hendakku berlalu pergi&lt;br&gt;Namun dirimu harus ku tunggu&lt;br&gt;Walau bagaimana &lt;br&gt;Lamapun jua.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Akhirnya kau sampai&lt;br&gt;Dihadapanku dengan megah&lt;br&gt;Berakhir sudah penantianku&lt;br&gt;Menunggu sidia..sang teksi&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/S :- Penat betul menunggu teksi pagi tadi. Sang pemandu ini kadang² memilih penumpang nak yang hendak diambil..ni yang tak sabar nak dapat kereta.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16345328-112607423481668682?l=walkthrulife1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkthrulife1.blogspot.com/feeds/112607423481668682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16345328&amp;postID=112607423481668682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16345328/posts/default/112607423481668682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16345328/posts/default/112607423481668682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkthrulife1.blogspot.com/2004/06/penantianku.html' title='penantianku,,'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14648903771408460028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkS8RIcs-zk/R4rcJTqFyVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/t3OO5ai3PaY/S220/yati3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16345328.post-112591188205488607</id><published>2004-06-03T22:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T16:18:25.240+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mampukah aku berdiri&lt;br&gt;tanpa tonggak yang &lt;br&gt;menyokongku&lt;br&gt;mampukah aku berlari&lt;br&gt;tanpa sorakan yang&lt;br&gt;memberi semangat&lt;br&gt;mampukah aku&lt;br&gt;itulah persoalannya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16345328-112591188205488607?l=walkthrulife1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkthrulife1.blogspot.com/feeds/112591188205488607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16345328&amp;postID=112591188205488607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16345328/posts/default/112591188205488607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16345328/posts/default/112591188205488607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkthrulife1.blogspot.com/2004/06/mampukah-aku-berdiritanpa-tonggak-yang.html' title=''/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14648903771408460028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkS8RIcs-zk/R4rcJTqFyVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/t3OO5ai3PaY/S220/yati3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16345328.post-112591138382138076</id><published>2004-05-10T23:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T16:09:43.826+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rajuk</title><content type='html'>Rajukku tidak panjang&lt;br&gt;Juga tidak selalu&lt;br&gt;Rajukku bukan marah&lt;br&gt;Cuma hati yang tercalar&lt;br&gt;Rajukku bukan meminta perhatian&lt;br&gt;Hanya sebuah pengertian&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rasa diri dihargai bila dipujuk oleh orang tersayang tapi tidak boleh selalu. Nanti hilang kemanisannya dan dikatakan mengada-ngada pulak. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16345328-112591138382138076?l=walkthrulife1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkthrulife1.blogspot.com/feeds/112591138382138076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16345328&amp;postID=112591138382138076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16345328/posts/default/112591138382138076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16345328/posts/default/112591138382138076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkthrulife1.blogspot.com/2004/05/rajuk.html' title='Rajuk'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14648903771408460028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkS8RIcs-zk/R4rcJTqFyVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/t3OO5ai3PaY/S220/yati3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16345328.post-112590758266155744</id><published>2004-01-15T15:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T15:08:52.173+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Syukurku</title><content type='html'>masih terbayang kegembiraan&lt;br&gt;dan keharuman suasana&lt;br&gt;tatkala aku memetik &lt;br&gt;bunga-bunga kehidupan&lt;br&gt;yang penuh warna-warni&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapi itu semalam&lt;br&gt;hanya tinggal sejarah&lt;br&gt;untuk diabadikan&lt;br&gt;sebagai catatan &lt;br&gt;perjalanan hidup&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;kedamaian ku tercalar&lt;br&gt;sekali lagi&lt;br&gt;mungkin kerna alpa&lt;br&gt;atau aku yang tak belajar..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;syukurku pada Ilahi&lt;br&gt;aku belum hilang arah&lt;br&gt;cuma bangkit rasa amarah&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;walaupun tidak dalam&lt;br&gt;luka itu masih berdarah&lt;br&gt;namun aku bisa tersenyum&lt;br&gt;mungkin kedewasaan mengajar&lt;br&gt;erti sebuah kehidupan...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16345328-112590758266155744?l=walkthrulife1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkthrulife1.blogspot.com/feeds/112590758266155744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16345328&amp;postID=112590758266155744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16345328/posts/default/112590758266155744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16345328/posts/default/112590758266155744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkthrulife1.blogspot.com/2004/01/syukurku.html' title='Syukurku'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14648903771408460028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkS8RIcs-zk/R4rcJTqFyVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/t3OO5ai3PaY/S220/yati3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16345328.post-112590685938611460</id><published>2004-01-01T15:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T14:54:19.390+07:00</updated><title type='text'>IF</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If &lt;br&gt;by Rudyard Kipling &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you can keep your head when all about you &lt;br&gt;Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; &lt;br&gt;If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, &lt;br&gt;But make allowance for their doubting too: &lt;br&gt;If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, &lt;br&gt;Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies, &lt;br&gt;Or being hated don't give way to hating, &lt;br&gt;And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you can dream---and not make dreams your master; &lt;br&gt;If you can think---and not make thoughts your aim, &lt;br&gt;If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster &lt;br&gt;And treat those two impostors just the same:. &lt;br&gt;If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken &lt;br&gt;Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, &lt;br&gt;Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, &lt;br&gt;And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you can make one heap of all your winnings &lt;br&gt;And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, &lt;br&gt;And lose, and start again at your beginnings, &lt;br&gt;And never breathe a word about your loss: &lt;br&gt;If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew &lt;br&gt;To serve your turn long after they are gone, &lt;br&gt;And so hold on when there is nothing in you &lt;br&gt;Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!" &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, &lt;br&gt;Or walk with Kings---nor lose the common touch, &lt;br&gt;If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, &lt;br&gt;If all men count with you, but none too much: &lt;br&gt;If you can fill the unforgiving minute &lt;br&gt;With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, &lt;br&gt;Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, &lt;br&gt;And---which is more---you'll be a Man, my son! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16345328-112590685938611460?l=walkthrulife1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkthrulife1.blogspot.com/feeds/112590685938611460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16345328&amp;postID=112590685938611460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16345328/posts/default/112590685938611460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16345328/posts/default/112590685938611460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkthrulife1.blogspot.com/2004/01/if.html' title='IF'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14648903771408460028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkS8RIcs-zk/R4rcJTqFyVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/t3OO5ai3PaY/S220/yati3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
