Tetiba remembered his brother. The shy brother. Who often embarrassed seduced adeknya merely. How are you there?
Longing.
Remember the implied message from you.
"Put a container for each of your stupid verses on deck, write it down, so that it's not just your brother, but they, they, and them (pointing at the grass, the pool, the cloud).
Express everything in writing. Tell what you feel. It could be a moral value and an eye opener for the audience.
Start ~
"Writing also preaches, not only is the da'wah done directly, even the dakwah cadre loves to read it so much, so be the architect of the book, do not just want to enjoy it, but it must be the Maker of pleasure."
Flashback about it.
True, writing will enrich our vocabulary.
Divide our minds. Giving up our feelings. Burn our machine. and Give new "freshness" to the audience.
It is a dated dream.
One day we will meet the room "Writer reliable" it. A tower full of His light.
Agh, beautiful nian wording that word.
"Write down. Paint your story on the white paper.
Convey, even one verse.
Write it down. For your work will always live even if the body is gone.
Write it down. Thread your romanticism in your writing verse. Frame with neat.
Write it down. Because you are free.
Write it down. Be the Delicate Dough Maker. Not just a connoisseur.
