A warm bright light
That lights in his eyes
Eyes that's filled with hopes and dreams
A warm kind jantung
That swells with cinta and desire
A wonderful soul
Sitting at his meja tulis, meja smiling
Writting and drawing
He's passion
The wonderful art coming from his soul
He stays in his room dreaming
Many might not know him
atau might not realise how amazing he is
I am a lucky one
I get to talk him daily
I get to feel the warmness the cinta
The real person that he is
A sweet loving kind free soul
He sits and gazes out the window
He's sweet and strong someone anda can turn to
Someone who is never afraid to take your hand
I know..because he's taken my hand
I'm very special to know him
This poem I dedicate to him
The free loving spirit that I care for very much
He sits there drawing and menulis
At times thinking it may not be good enough
Well honey their perfect to me
The magic that anda draw is amazing
I'm the lucky one to know anda
With the magic of the moon and stars
How they shine down
They shine apon anda
It shows in your drawings
In your kind jantung
Your warm soul
anda are a warm bright light
That lights in his eyes
Eyes that's filled with hopes and dreams
A warm kind jantung
That swells with cinta and desire
A wonderful soul
Sitting at his meja tulis, meja smiling
Writting and drawing
He's passion
The wonderful art coming from his soul
He stays in his room dreaming
Many might not know him
atau might not realise how amazing he is
I am a lucky one
I get to talk him daily
I get to feel the warmness the cinta
The real person that he is
A sweet loving kind free soul
He sits and gazes out the window
He's sweet and strong someone anda can turn to
Someone who is never afraid to take your hand
I know..because he's taken my hand
I'm very special to know him
This poem I dedicate to him
The free loving spirit that I care for very much
He sits there drawing and menulis
At times thinking it may not be good enough
Well honey their perfect to me
The magic that anda draw is amazing
I'm the lucky one to know anda
With the magic of the moon and stars
How they shine down
They shine apon anda
It shows in your drawings
In your kind jantung
Your warm soul
anda are a warm bright light
My jantung
It beats free and fast
My jantung
It's thumping hard and fast
My jantung
Wild yet warm
My jantung
A tenderness
My jantung
A toughness that survives
My heart
Broken badly
My jantung
Ripped to pieces
My jantung
Left on the floor
My jantung
I hold in my hands
My jantung
Tears that drip to it
My jantung
Which I hold tenderly
My jantung
I have put I'm a box in my closet
My jantung
Which is lonely and alittle dusty
My jantung
Which wishes to best agin
Fast
Wild
Thumping
Free
My jantung
Which craves...
anda
It beats free and fast
My jantung
It's thumping hard and fast
My jantung
Wild yet warm
My jantung
A tenderness
My jantung
A toughness that survives
My heart
Broken badly
My jantung
Ripped to pieces
My jantung
Left on the floor
My jantung
I hold in my hands
My jantung
Tears that drip to it
My jantung
Which I hold tenderly
My jantung
I have put I'm a box in my closet
My jantung
Which is lonely and alittle dusty
My jantung
Which wishes to best agin
Fast
Wild
Thumping
Free
My jantung
Which craves...
anda