Despite being loyal Basrah'ian' for straight five years, I don't think I've ever been in love with yellow.
Yellow as the colour itself.
Strangely enough, I found myself in love with yellow flowers.
After my first encounter with yellow tulips in Istanbul, I wrote,
"Adakah lagi tulip sekuning ini,
atau sebenarnya, harus ditanyakan,
akan adakah lagi kuning setulip ini?"
Of what lies beneath,
Of what awaits beyond,
left unanswered.
Part of the beauty.
A somehow.
6 comments:
weirdly enough.
men usually dun fall in love with flowers
WAH!
akan adakah lagi kuning setulip ini?
sengat kepala nak bayangkan.
senget kepala bayangkan hazen menyengetkan kepala
oh kuning, royalious betul!
there are so many colors in the rainbow..so many colors in the morning sun..so many colors in the flower..and i see every one.-a song by zain bikha.
;D
nurhidayah,
hope it doesn't make me less a man.
haha.
iqin,
aha!
hazen,
tak payah bayang. lalala
kakashi,
dah ada dua orang sejiwa senget.
ha.
tak tahu kenapa suka. serius.
serius suka, serius tak tahu.
hanis,
=)
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