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To my east sunset

August 31st, 2010 Posted in london, love, poem, poetry, relationship

I still keep our memories
The grassy breeze of Kensington Park
The walloping wind of Plymouth sea
The sweaty sun of Kuala Lumpur

You are my pink pillow
You are my grey muffler
You are my sakura diary
You are one and only

You inspire me to be beautiful
You teach me to be skillful
in love and receiving pain
A great sensei you are
just like the love we hold so far

To my east sunset
I shall never be upset
For the memory we had was great
our story will never fade.

Johor Bahru,
31st August 2010

Hidup dalam raksa

July 19th, 2010 Posted in literature, poetry, puisi

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Bertatih aku dalam kelam malam

Mencari sepotong harapan

Mengubah masaku

Mengubah hidupku

Ku jatuh dalam lubang hitam

Kuterbenam dengan dalam

Ku terkaku di lubuk bisu

Tiada siapa yang lalu

Mereka tidak tahu

Adanya aku

Di situ.

Salah itulah guruku

May 20th, 2010 Posted in poetry, religion

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Annas.

Pelupa, tergesa-gesa.

Kadangkala pemarah, bergaduh sesama saudara.

Annas.

Siapa muallimnya?

Para nabi dan kitab-kitab mereka.

Kenapa kita diberi al-kitab?

Kerana kita semua buat silap.

Kita belajar dari kesalahan.

Kita bangkit dari kekalahan.

Kita yang sering melakukan kesilapan.

ada orang berjuang

March 30th, 2010 Posted in poetry, religion

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ada orang berjuang di jalan yang terang

meniti duri dilambung arus perang

membawa hati bepergian si petualang

menaiki oleh kerdil di dalam gelombang.

ada orang berjuang di jalan yang terang

ucapnya nista pada sang pengkhianat

teguh nadinya bisa pada janji keringat

biar lerai badan lerailah pingat

kerana di akhirat itu bukan rahmat

ada orang berjuang di jalan nan kalang

hatinya riang nafsunya tidak kekang

jiwanya meronta meminta dunia

berjuang keringat demi pingat

berjuang masa demi manusia

berjuang dosa demi dunia fana

ada orang berjuang di jalan nan kalang

dikejarnya harta tanpa budi bicara

diajaknya kita mengikut sama

kerna seronok mendapatkan peluang

dia mahu kita berperang

di jalan nan kalang

menjadi apit lempang cencang galang.

ada orang berjuang di jalan yang terang

ada orang berjuang di jalan nan kalang

ada orang tiada berjuang

ada orang hilang peluang

Wife’s wish

March 24th, 2010 Posted in poetry, relationship

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Star light, star bright

How I wish you here tonight

I wish I may, I wish I might

Have the wish I wish tonight

Star bright, starry night

How I wish he’s here tonight

Hugging me tight

Treating me right

His gaze makes me feels allright

Starry star

He is far

How I wish

He’s my dish

Kerana kau mahu menjadi aku

July 13th, 2008 Posted in life, literature, poetry

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Bila aku tertawa

Kau suka

Kau juga mahu tertawa

Kerana aku tertawa dari hati

Aku ketawa dengan senang sekali

Bila aku berjalan

Kau juga mahu jadi bayang-bayang

Mengetahui jejak langkahku

Meniru gerak gayaku

Mengikut garis hitam

Kau mahu menjadi aku

Namun satu yang kau tidak tahu

Hatiku bukan milikmu

Kerana itu kau tak dapat mengaku

Kau adalah aku

Of happiness

May 31st, 2008 Posted in poetry, relationship

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[Disclamation: This has nothing to do with hepipel]

Some people want us to be happy

But many people give us hurdles towards the road of happiness

Like Mother Theresa said

If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.

Sod off jealousy and sadness.

Let me be happy and make my own decision to be happy.

happiness

The highway not taken

February 21st, 2008 Posted in life, literature, poetry

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(A modern version after Robert Frost’s)

Two lanes diverged in a PLUS highway
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one driver, numb my foot
And looked in front as far as I could
To where it goes at the exit.

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was bright and more cars;
Though as for that the passing there
Had sworn them really about the same.

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no tyre had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two highways diverged in Malaysia, and I–
I took the one less travelled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Proofreading

February 18th, 2008 Posted in poetry

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The eyes catch the mistakes

The hand corrects the mistakes

But the heart does a healing.

(^_^)

Time travel

December 5th, 2007 Posted in life, poetry

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Time flies

Hair gets longer

Judgement is much wiser (hopefully)

Body gets taller (or fatter, in my case)

Skin has become much wrinkled

Memory decays

Another 22 days in here. I’m going to miss this place. It’s almost two years I’ve been here. So many things happen. I can’t believe I’m almost at the finishing line of my degree. I can vote for general election. Time flies really really fast. How much time do I have left really? It’s a way of saying, death is nearer. Scary huh? When thinking of death and be reminded of our sins and our sins to other people. So how?

‘The heart becomes rusted
like iron in water.’
When asked how to banish this
corrosion, the Prophet replied,
‘Remember death frequently and
recite the Qur’an.’
HADlTH OF AN-NASA’l
ON THE AUTHORITY OF ‘ABDULLAH IBN ‘UMAR.

(Monologue: Great. I haven’t gone back to Malaysia yet, and I already speak Manglish la kan~)

/swt