Good Bye Pretending Love

Good Bye Pretending Love

Good Bye Pretending Love

Good Bye Pretending Love

On wonderful evening

I see the sky far away

So you are

You do the same thing

As if the sky were witnesses

Love story with beloved prince

Love makes us together

With all the flavor in the chest

(Also read : Love is Coming Secretly)

We walk with millions of rhythms

Until tired is never felt

We walk past beautiful scenery

But there is one thing that is felt

That makes us let go of the love story

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Sometimes we feel happy

Sometimes we feel cheerful

But we should not always be together

Will we sit in a sofa?

Will we sit on the grass?

Or will we sit in a separate building?

(also read other article at : Pancasila Sebagai Paradigma Pembangunan Negara)

Why does not love teach us?

To stop pretending.

Good bye love

Pretending love

Let it go.

       That’s the poem about Good Bye Pretending Love we can share for this occasion. We hope the poem above can be an alternative for us to think positive about what we do and we will do about love in our life. (also read other article at : Soal Pilihan Ganda tentang Substansi Genetika) read more

The Victim of Fridge

The Victim of Fridge

The Victim of Fridge

The Victim of Fridge

One morning at a doctor’s office of a hospital, a patient arrived complaining of serious back-pain.

The doctor examined him and asked him” OK, what happened to your back?”

The patient replied, “You know that I work for a local night club right?

The doctor answered, “Yes, and can you tell me your words?” (Also read : How Busy Putting on Shoes)

The patient then told, “This morning I got home to my apartment early and heard a little noise in my bedroom. On entering, I got the contents of the drawer falling apart. I felt there had been a thief and the balcony door was open. I rushed out the balcony door but I did not find anyone. As I looked down from the balcony I saw a man running out and he was dressing himself. I grabbed the fridge and threw it at him, That’s how I strained my back” (Also read other article at : I Like Being By Myself)

The second patient arrived at the doctor, office. He looked like as if he had been in a car wreck. read more