The imaginations continued...,
Showing posts with label fashion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fashion. Show all posts
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Black Rose, The Sweetheart
I didn't mean to stole it.
I have no regret.
But I am enjoy to be..,
something that I never afraid of.
I grew up more stronger each day.
No more tears.
No more pains.





...for what is worth,
I can not only dream
but to create something that is
powerful, enchanted and memorable.
Thank you for the box that given me an 'assigment of joy'.
SIMPLICITY.
I can not only dream
but to create something that is
powerful, enchanted and memorable.
Thank you for the box that given me an 'assigment of joy'.
SIMPLICITY.
Black Rose, The Sweetheart
I didn't mean to stole it.
I have no regret.
But I am enjoy to be..,
something that I never afraid of.
I grew up more stronger each day.
No more tears.
No more pains.





...for what is worth,
I can not only dream
but to create something that is
powerful, enchanted and memorable.
Thank you for the box that given me an 'assigment of joy'.
SIMPLICITY.
I can not only dream
but to create something that is
powerful, enchanted and memorable.
Thank you for the box that given me an 'assigment of joy'.
SIMPLICITY.
Monday, March 21, 2011
Sunday, March 20, 2011
A Fairy Tale.

He loves fashion.
He loves music.
He adores anything..
He lives on his own music + eccentric
world and stuff.
Everything was perfect but suddenly......
He loves music.
He adores anything..
He lives on his own music + eccentric
world and stuff.
Everything was perfect but suddenly......

After a period of time...,
something happens to him.
He grow up like a cocoon.
He acting like a weird.
The curse of the box?

Many days to come.
Yoga came first in his mind.
Maybe his mind and his
soul trap in the box.
So he need to be cool sometimes.
Poor him..

At least he smile!
He know how hard it was,
to be a different kind of thing.
He know how hard it was,
to be a different kind of thing.
A Fairy Tale.

He loves fashion.
He loves music.
He adores anything..
He lives on his own music + eccentric
world and stuff.
Everything was perfect but suddenly......
He loves music.
He adores anything..
He lives on his own music + eccentric
world and stuff.
Everything was perfect but suddenly......

After a period of time...,
something happens to him.
He grow up like a cocoon.
He acting like a weird.
The curse of the box?

Many days to come.
Yoga came first in his mind.
Maybe his mind and his
soul trap in the box.
So he need to be cool sometimes.
Poor him..

At least he smile!
He know how hard it was,
to be a different kind of thing.
He know how hard it was,
to be a different kind of thing.
Friday, February 11, 2011
The Creature's Whispering

I'm a beast when I'm not in the mood.
There is no line or space
that can control.
There is no line or space
that can control.

I'll start and pack my things
to move.
Move into a new direction of faith.
Wisdom, humanity, popularity.
Well well.
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