Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Saturday, December 8

Someone

From my writing collections.

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At first you were no one,
And then you could be anyone.

Soon after you became someone,
Before you can be the one.

But as someone you shall remain.
Until a time when we meet again.

And I will not lose hope in vain,
For as long as my heart can contain.

Saturday, December 31

Poem #7

Tanpa ku sedar titisan air mata mengalir dari sudut mata ku,
Meninggalkan jejak-jejak kisah lalu yang terkumpul dari masa dulu,
Ketawa, gembira, pahit dan manis, semuanya bercampur menjadi satu,
Menuju ke penghujung sebuah destinasi yang masih tak tentu.

Ku telan, ku rasa, masam dan manis semuanya sama,
Liku-liku hidup sebagai peneman mengisi masa,
Ada yang ku suka, ku simpan ku ingat, tapi ada juga yang ingin aku lupa,
Biar memori kotak hitam ku simpan jauh dari pandangan dunia.

Thursday, December 22

Poem #6

The smell of the green grass covers my nose,
The wind brushing against my body, through my soul.
The sun is smiling beneath it the clouds are whirling past,
The river is calm as my heart is now.

*I have no idea why I wrote this but just felt like it. Nevertheless, it has a deep meaning.

Thursday, May 26

Poem #5

I hear, I hear,
The strings vibrating closely to my eardrum,
I hear, I hear,
The drum bouncing slowly against my chest.

These percussions are pulling me in,
I'm spiralling downwards to the ground,
It's music to the ears,
It's soothing to the heart,
It's absolute calmness to the body.

My skin trickles,
My head at ease,
I move to the beat,
I hum to the sound,
It's so light, It's refreshing.

I hear, I hear,
The strings vibrating closely to my eardrum,
I hear, I hear,
The drum bouncing slowly against my chest.

Can't wait for the next one!

Saturday, May 14

Poem #4

Her skin, so fair, like the moon shining in the dark nights.
Her eyes, so pure and bright, like the stars glittering through the sky.
Her hair, so smooth, like a black silk running through my fingers.
She smiles and gazes upon me, so soothing, so heartwarming, and my heart melted.
Her voice, so magical, my heart stops beating.
My hand touches her face, the warmth spreads over me like a blanket.
But alas, she was all but a dream.

Sunday, August 22

The 11th Day

Praise be to Him for today I finished my 11th day of fasting in this holy month of Ramadhan. There's still more than half month to go but I bet it won't be long before the final day comes.

Today marks the second part of this fasting month, as I recalled reading somewhere. The first ten days are the days of rahmah (mercy or blessfulness), the second ten days are the days of maghfirah (forgiveness) and the last remaining days are the days of being emancipated from the fire (of hell). And the weather today somehow reflected the shift from 1st ashra (first ten days) to the 2nd ashra (second ten days). It was unexpectedly sunny and breezy all day long. Sunny enough to finally wash my clothes after collecting for almost 2 weeks now.

Even the sky seems much more glaring and bright at night. For that, I came up with a few phrases to express how beautiful the scenery is, and perhaps to show my gratitude and amazement for His creation, so perfect and captivating.
The sky is like a sea of darkness, accompanied by waves of cloudy patches. But the moon remains bright, giving hope to anyone that watches.

And the stars, they are hard to see at first. But once you catch a glimpse, you'll never miss it again.

Though it seemed a bit late, I want to wish all Muslims around the globe Happy Ramadhan. May this month brings forth the best out of us, insyaAllah.

Wednesday, August 12

puisi hari ini

someone says,

"i'm dead meat.
but not now.
not yet.
i'll strive and survive.
i'll become stronger and improve."

rows of words jam packed with myriads of meanings.

Friday, February 13

aku suka

aku suka main bola.
aku suka ambil gambar.
aku suka kamera. lagi-lagi kamera dslr.

aku suka edit-edit gambar-gambar yang aku ambil.
aku suka photoshop.
aku suka macam-macam.

tapi yang paling aku suka,
aku suka diri aku sendiri.

buntu?

tepuk dada,
haa. kan dah sakit.

apa lagi. fikir sendiri.