The Best Nightmare Ever

i sit and watch..
there's a beautiful angel.
flying high above everybody,
trying to get a freedom from the heaven's prison.

sometimes, her wings were wrecked by others,
broken because of her kindness and innocence,
was hurt but she still stays,
was bleeding but she stays still.

like a glass shattered, my heart is,
watching her sawing and knitting back her wing,
i never thought how life can be that complicated,
i never imagined how an angel can break down and fall.

even the bravest angel needs protection,
and I, the fallen angel will be there,
but she have to let me help her mend her wings,
and together we re-learn to fly as we unfold our new crafted wings.

not blind, but just lost the torch

Diam,
misterinya indah,
satu perbuatan seribu makna,
boleh bermaksud setuju boleh bermaksud sebaliknya,
barangkali jujur barangkali bersalah.

Dengan Diam,
percayalah,sebuah perkahwinan mungkin terbina,
dengan diam sebuah penceraian terjadi.
berdiam biasa melengahkan penyelesaian,
tapi bisa mungkin juga penyelesaian terbaik.

Tetapi,
Diam juga kadang kala minta dipujuk,
kadang kala minta dibiarkan bersendiri,
sesekali bermaksud tanda pemberontakan,
tanda protes dan ancaman.

Diam bila perlu,
Jangan berdiam jika perlu,

Harapan Ramadan

Di tengah2 kekalutan,
Kau tiba dgn kemaafan,


Kau datang lagi memberi peluang yang entah keberapa,
Sedangkan aku sering hiba tapi lupa,
Dosa yang tak terbilang, pahala yang hanya beberapa,
Iman segoyang lalang, Insaf yang yang seketika.


Setahun datang dan pergi,
Sedangkan aku masih disini,
Tersekat dalam noda dan roni,
Hidup gembira seperti tiada mati.

Ku ingin sucikan niat dan diri,
Beramal seikhlas dan sejujur hati,
Mungkin kesedaran akan lahir,
Dari batin terus ke zahir.

Ku mengharap ramadan ini berlalu dengan lama,
Agar dapat aku menghayati dengan sempurna,
Moga sedikit amalan yang entah berapa ikhlasnya diterima,
Kerna aku sangat memerlukannya.

Menanti saat terindah malam seribu malam,
Dimana alam terhenti seketika, pintu taubat muncul dalam kelam,
Agar bisa ku luahkan dosa dan taubat,
Sebelum ianya terlambat.

"Seekor monyet di mata aristokrat"

Concious Mind = Ego
Unconcious Mind = Soul

Is this?

The lost is felt.
Missing sense gathers,
Like after a heavy morning rain,
Silent which you hate.

She's gone.

Dont only read or listen to a story, write one.

Perasaan. Semua orang merasainya dan merasakannya.
Manakala perkataan adalah penerangan atau perumpamaan yang cuba menggambarkan sesuatu dan merealisasikan situasi bergantung kepada betapa cerdik dan jelas penggunaannya.
Perasaan itu sangat indah, terlalu cantik, begitu mengerikan, jua mungkin menakutkan.
Sungguh pun begitu, perkataan tidak selalunya tepat atau benar seperti yang dimahukan dalam menyampaikan kerana penggunaan perkataan itu sendiri yang kurang upaya dalam keberkesanan menyampaikan konteks sebenar perasaan.


Lesson: Go to school. Stop hating your Literature Teacher.

why we have to worried

why?
the earth is enormous enough, we got oil at least until our great grandchildren,
we can dump our leftovers anywhere, we can flatten a mountain, it'll grow again,
the ozone gonna be there for million of years, it got seven layers,
the sun not gonna die, the sky in hanging by a steel,

why?
we got aristocrates around us,
we got engineers, volunteers, and teachers,
we got technologies, who will save from anything,
we we got plane that can fly we got spaceship that can bring us to another planet.

why?
because families and friends are always there,
love is on the air and we are not trying best enough,
opportunities showed up and we just procrastinate,
then we spend the whole day regretting the past and wasting the present.

why?
easily that we would like to think that we can live until 200 years old,
death is a myth that need to be proofed by oneself,
when a friend gone, we mourned just as good as the crowds,
we went home and laughed our ass off watching the sitcom.

why?
because people only think about themselves,
we rather pointing than confessing,
we happily wearing shoes while others bare footed,
because we dont care and we happy not to observe.

the world is sick,
admit that first,
and we then need to get to find a way,
to keep surviving.

start by holding hands,
by smiling without being asked,
do it first, do not wait,
and by spreading the love.
because the love is missing and the hatred is instilled.
this is our home.
u, me, them and us.