when things get in our way
and the lark refuses to stay
or the word is too hard to say..
remember today,
remember today,
remember today.
20111227
20111025
Gaddarave
a hidden grave will hide your body
maybe someday they'll erase your story
weapon and wealth, the luxurious property
will no longer keep you company
the wounded hearts will move eventually
their tears will seep through the dry soil of the country
the mourners will forget their condolence and sympathy
but the earth, the unknown cemetery
where you lie in mystery
won't forbid the revelation of reality
O' Qaddafi
who knows the matter of your soul
in front of The Almighty...
maybe someday they'll erase your story
weapon and wealth, the luxurious property
will no longer keep you company
the wounded hearts will move eventually
their tears will seep through the dry soil of the country
the mourners will forget their condolence and sympathy
but the earth, the unknown cemetery
where you lie in mystery
won't forbid the revelation of reality
O' Qaddafi
who knows the matter of your soul
in front of The Almighty...
20111018
Eucalyptus; A ghost.
In the deep dark of the dead dawn
A forest of grief has grown
Rest in rage, a corpse of Eucalyptus
slow dancing in a hiatus
The moon up so high in the sky
hides his eyes away
behind lashes of a shameful decay
refuses to see how her body sways
The riot rhythmic moves of her stained feet
mopping the floor of the rooted, tangled deceit
the dusty ashes of her lost sanity appeals for a fleet
I remember how she opens her eyes when she cries
Trying to roll back the tears forming a lake beneath her bosoms
Her white porcelain skin benumbed by the gloom of doom
Her torn red frolic dress falls revealing her sanctum;
a heart as hollow as a phantom
I remember her crooked brown brows
as her emotion frowns,
with arms hugging her disowned broken boughs
thick black blood runs from her mind to her chin
and she grins as she mouths the word 'sin'.
She dances to direction of the ocean
of tears and blood of the ancient mourners
She sinks deeper as she cries louder
but nobody hears her, not anymore
to the world, she has long disappeared.
and the water ripples in the vast subconsciousness of the sea as she sinks, in silence.
::I wish not to see her again.::
A forest of grief has grown
Rest in rage, a corpse of Eucalyptus
slow dancing in a hiatus
The moon up so high in the sky
hides his eyes away
behind lashes of a shameful decay
refuses to see how her body sways
The riot rhythmic moves of her stained feet
mopping the floor of the rooted, tangled deceit
the dusty ashes of her lost sanity appeals for a fleet
I remember how she opens her eyes when she cries
Trying to roll back the tears forming a lake beneath her bosoms
Her white porcelain skin benumbed by the gloom of doom
Her torn red frolic dress falls revealing her sanctum;
a heart as hollow as a phantom
I remember her crooked brown brows
as her emotion frowns,
with arms hugging her disowned broken boughs
thick black blood runs from her mind to her chin
and she grins as she mouths the word 'sin'.
She dances to direction of the ocean
of tears and blood of the ancient mourners
She sinks deeper as she cries louder
but nobody hears her, not anymore
to the world, she has long disappeared.
and the water ripples in the vast subconsciousness of the sea as she sinks, in silence.
::I wish not to see her again.::
20110916
The Devil Prays Tonight
Life!
What’s the matter with you?
Sending me angels, with wings as wide as the sky
with hands as soft as petals, holding me as if I could fly.
Stop mocking me!
Yes! Indeed, I’m the wounded devil
broken head, bloated heart
ankles- hurt, hands- anchored.
But I was a devil who did no evil
except believing in something;
something quite medieval
that came in a shape of double ovals
skewed to the middle
looking so royal acting so loyal
keeping me moving in the spiral
of a never ending ritual.
of course I couldn’t spell the word
I'm not a coward, I've tried before
What’s the matter with you?
Sending me angels, with wings as wide as the sky
with hands as soft as petals, holding me as if I could fly.
Stop mocking me!
Yes! Indeed, I’m the wounded devil
broken head, bloated heart
ankles- hurt, hands- anchored.
But I was a devil who did no evil
except believing in something;
something quite medieval
that came in a shape of double ovals
skewed to the middle
looking so royal acting so loyal
keeping me moving in the spiral
of a never ending ritual.
of course I couldn’t spell the word
I'm not a coward, I've tried before
it took so much of me that even if I could
I know that I would, not.
and please, I beg of you
stop lending me your sorrow
I would prefer to borrow a burrow
where I can hide my soul
from all the ghosts and ghouls
haunting me in every tomorrow
and bury my worries
that would grow memories
as sweet as cherries
Life, if only, for tonight
You could tell the angels to stay
for maybe tomorrow,
when the cherries ripe and the sun’s bright
the soul could be restored to the devil’s right
mind, not hands, again.
I know that I would, not.
and please, I beg of you
stop lending me your sorrow
I would prefer to borrow a burrow
where I can hide my soul
from all the ghosts and ghouls
haunting me in every tomorrow
and bury my worries
that would grow memories
as sweet as cherries
Life, if only, for tonight
You could tell the angels to stay
for maybe tomorrow,
when the cherries ripe and the sun’s bright
the soul could be restored to the devil’s right
mind, not hands, again.
20110813
ghost
at the instance the words hit the ground
is when I realise how I regret standing up...
in front of you
and remain invisible.
20110801
The Subject
Honesty speaks its own language.
When it's quiet, the absence is very present.
..........
I do not want to ask.
for I understand my intuition
for I have right to trust my own judgement
for if I did, it'd be an irrevocable question
and no, I'm not in desperation
nor making any speculation
I have spies at the back of your door
supplying me with evidences
although this might mean a separation
in which no heart would agree to be broken
I would accept knee wounded but open handed
for I had long submitted to the fate of human
written in life and death's agreement.
:: honesty is paid with honesty... and vice versa::
20110715
Home
Like a slab to the footings
So close and load-bearing
Slightly ajar for a little movement
For the earth is sometimes shaken, with emotion
So it won’t break; a fallen heaven
Like columns to the beams
One keeps standing
so the other can keep hanging
shouldn’t be too close, less its superfluous
shouldn’t be too far, for the span isn’t limitless
they must meet at an accurate angle
knotted with bolt, nuts and dowel
bonding into one composition, like angels
with wings to the body, yet invisible
Like walls to the windows and doors
There’ll be neither without
Though, must not always be with
Like rafters to the roof
Hold it at a distance in the drove
Layered with a fiberglass insulation
Warm, tight like a blanket of love
Concealed; an undercover peace dove
to the gutters that keep them waterproof
Nay, neither should move nor be removed.
20110703
Papan Batu
Dia menulis dalam jaga
dengan mata dipaksa dibuka
berharap tiada kona-kona
pada garis baca aa ba ta
Dia menulis bagai di sisi ada guru
yang kan menilai setiap helaian buku
kelak dilapor pada bapa atau ibu
anak ini semuanya tidak tahu, membawa malu!
Dia menulis tidak laju
abjad dan ayat tesusun satu persatu
sendi jemari dan otot lengan masih kaku
entah bila baharu maju
mereka beritahu, menunggu siap sebuku
harusnya kucing bertanduk beroleh cucu
Dia menulis memang begitu
namun, sekurang-kurangnya
dia tidak berhenti di situ.
Jangan bilang sebarang,
aku bersama kamu, penulis itu.
dengan mata dipaksa dibuka
berharap tiada kona-kona
pada garis baca aa ba ta
Dia menulis bagai di sisi ada guru
yang kan menilai setiap helaian buku
kelak dilapor pada bapa atau ibu
anak ini semuanya tidak tahu, membawa malu!
Dia menulis tidak laju
abjad dan ayat tesusun satu persatu
sendi jemari dan otot lengan masih kaku
entah bila baharu maju
mereka beritahu, menunggu siap sebuku
harusnya kucing bertanduk beroleh cucu
Dia menulis memang begitu
namun, sekurang-kurangnya
dia tidak berhenti di situ.
Jangan bilang sebarang,
aku bersama kamu, penulis itu.
20110527
The Day I Thought I Liked You (Love in Laugh and Loo)
The day I thought I liked you
All the tweak and twist at the corner of your face seemed like a smile to me
The actual profuse smiles of yours, were like stars that rained upon me
Your eyes twinkled like glitters from a fairy’s wand, waving
sending me spinning in a galaxy of a romantic hope
Hope and belief, that I liked you
The day I thought I liked you
Your laughter sounded like rhythm of the ocean waves
Full of energy from an orgy of the marine life
dancing in carousel at the deep of your soul
Your boisterous mirth in the loudness of a masculine voice
tickled me like a mermaid’s hand carousing a harp made of wind howl
then I laughed with you
and thought I really liked you
The day I thought I liked you
Your sorrow was painful but beautiful
Every crack in your voice when you spoke of your sadness
was like the thumping sound of an angry angel’s singing,
sending a throbbing shock to my heart, grasping with all it might
Your tears were like pearls, but the little bubbles
appearing and dissolving at the edge of your nasals
were kind of distracting, intriguing and vile
But the instant I looked into your puffy red watery eyes
My heart soaked with the same grief that I myself would cry
Forsake the pearls and bubbles, “here’s my shoulder for you, sweety pie”
for I liked you and I could never lie.
The day I thought I might still like you
You farted so hard
of gases from the rotten morning meal you had
I asked if you had eaten something bad, I don’t quite remember what you said
but something like egg, milk or maybe just bread
The smell traveled in a tiny room in which there were only me and you
It was disgusting that I had to freeze my breath for a minute or two
I thought I had disliked you
But then you said, “hey sorry I farted”
I replied, “that’s okay, I sometimes fart too”
It was some kind of auto reply that I wasn’t intended to do
but made me realized, I still very much like you.
We were out for a little romance
of a wonderful dinner and some dances
but you ended up shitting in your pants
“it’s uncontrollable” that was you defense
To me that was unacceptable and such an offence
Separate ways, thence we went
I convinced myself that I had never liked you, not even once
But then… my heart was not at ease nor content
I cried so hard that night, of pearls and bubbles
My head hurt and my tummy too, I had diarrhea and all the troubles
I wonder what would you think of me if you ever knew
Would you ever be disgusted and go “eeuwwww”?
To my surprise, you came to me with a blanket and new bed sheet
and handed me a medicine that tasted strangely sweet
Your familiar smiles of stars, waves and all the wonders
lulled me to a such deep slumber
In my dreams an angel whispered
“Hey, nobody likes shits
but human is not always so neat
So be it smile, laugh, cry, fart or even shit
they’re all just some basic needs”
I woke up feeling guilty, for being intolerant and stupid
. . . . . . .
. . . . . . .
Today, I no longer think about the day I thought I liked you
Instead I knew something better and truer; "I had loved you!"
I love you, the way that you do too… in laugh and loo. My baby boo!
*loo = toilet
Haha! this is probably the most disgusting poem I ever wrote. Its simply a thought of what comes after “I do”. You know, love is not always a bed of flowers. Sometimes, all the nasty things is what made us human. so cheers! :)
20110413
20110214
He Knows
scream to the howling wind
and cry in the pouring rain
run to the highest mountain
no one will know your pain
no one.
but He, who tested you.
He knows.
He knows.
Astaghfirullah al-Azim.
and cry in the pouring rain
run to the highest mountain
no one will know your pain
no one.
but He, who tested you.
He knows.
He knows.
Astaghfirullah al-Azim.
20110118
Pesan Emak
kini engkau dah anak dara
pandai sudah bermain cinta
ingatlah engkau akan agama
nafsu tak kalah kaulah binasa
kalau ada yang tertarik hati
jangan pandai berjanji sendiri
bawa ke sini nak 'interview' lagi
bolehkah mengimam 5 kali sehari
kalau engkau sudah bersuami
pandai-pandailah jaga 'body'
sebaik mana pun orang laki
mahu dia yang layak dipuji
sungguh lidah lagikan tergigit
jangan sampai tercabut gigi
sungguh amarah datang menghimpit
jangan sampai saling membenci
sungguh engkau mengaji tinggi
haruslah ke dapur kerap sekali
sungguh berkat air tangan isteri
suami lekat tak cari ganti
kalaupun berumah sebesar agam
sampah menimbun boleh tenggelam
bawa-bawalah bercucuk tanam
jaga kebersihan luar dan dalam
kalaupun dunia bergunung ganang
selalu dicangkul menjadi ladang
kalaupun punya bertimbun wang
harus tahu belanja ditimbang
kalau sudah beranak pinak
jangan ke bibik dilepas semua
memanglah lelah menjadi emak
namun anak amanah Yg Esa
bila suami pulang kerja
tinggal dulu astro dan drama
janganlah buat taktahu saja
bawalah bertanya 'nak air apa?'
hidup harus selalu bersabar
hendak bahagia perlukan ikhtiar
memang kadang terasa hambar
lalu kita banyakkanlah istighfar
:: hehe.... banyak pulak nasihat rumah tangga kebelakangan ni... mak! lambat lagi laaa::
pandai sudah bermain cinta
ingatlah engkau akan agama
nafsu tak kalah kaulah binasa
kalau ada yang tertarik hati
jangan pandai berjanji sendiri
bawa ke sini nak 'interview' lagi
bolehkah mengimam 5 kali sehari
kalau engkau sudah bersuami
pandai-pandailah jaga 'body'
sebaik mana pun orang laki
mahu dia yang layak dipuji
sungguh lidah lagikan tergigit
jangan sampai tercabut gigi
sungguh amarah datang menghimpit
jangan sampai saling membenci
sungguh engkau mengaji tinggi
haruslah ke dapur kerap sekali
sungguh berkat air tangan isteri
suami lekat tak cari ganti
kalaupun berumah sebesar agam
sampah menimbun boleh tenggelam
bawa-bawalah bercucuk tanam
jaga kebersihan luar dan dalam
kalaupun dunia bergunung ganang
selalu dicangkul menjadi ladang
kalaupun punya bertimbun wang
harus tahu belanja ditimbang
kalau sudah beranak pinak
jangan ke bibik dilepas semua
memanglah lelah menjadi emak
namun anak amanah Yg Esa
bila suami pulang kerja
tinggal dulu astro dan drama
janganlah buat taktahu saja
bawalah bertanya 'nak air apa?'
hidup harus selalu bersabar
hendak bahagia perlukan ikhtiar
memang kadang terasa hambar
lalu kita banyakkanlah istighfar
:: hehe.... banyak pulak nasihat rumah tangga kebelakangan ni... mak! lambat lagi laaa::
Lirikan Pergi
Hari tu...
Hari tu nama mu nama ku
Hari ni, eh aku dah keliru?
Hari tu pantang tak lintas di mata
terus hati tertanya-tanya
Hari ni sehari tak nampak pun tak apa
kata hati, aku dah biasa
Kalau hari tu marah pun manis
hari ni senyum pun bengis
ketawa dikatanya sinis
usah diharap lagi berpuitis
Hari tu, lukamu aku rawat
resahmu hatiku sarat
Hari ni, pandai2lah kau cari ubat
aku mmg selalu tak ingat
yang hari tu, semuanya madu
hanya engkau di hati ku selalu
yang hari ni, oh mana boleh begitu
'hidup I bukan hanya ada you!'
oh, apa dihitung hari nan mendung
kalau dah belayar teruslah mendayung
hukum alam tak mungkin dibendung
tugas mentari kan terus bersambung
itulah org tua2 bilang;
lain hulu lain lah parang
lain dulu lain lah sekarang
namun,
biarlah hari tu indah
hari ni gundah
hari esok.
lain pula kisah.
:: diinspirasikan oleh tulisan seorang teman; Lirikan Lalu (silalah baca tulisan beliau!) ::
Hari tu nama mu nama ku
Hari ni, eh aku dah keliru?
Hari tu pantang tak lintas di mata
terus hati tertanya-tanya
Hari ni sehari tak nampak pun tak apa
kata hati, aku dah biasa
Kalau hari tu marah pun manis
hari ni senyum pun bengis
ketawa dikatanya sinis
usah diharap lagi berpuitis
Hari tu, lukamu aku rawat
resahmu hatiku sarat
Hari ni, pandai2lah kau cari ubat
aku mmg selalu tak ingat
yang hari tu, semuanya madu
hanya engkau di hati ku selalu
yang hari ni, oh mana boleh begitu
'hidup I bukan hanya ada you!'
oh, apa dihitung hari nan mendung
kalau dah belayar teruslah mendayung
hukum alam tak mungkin dibendung
tugas mentari kan terus bersambung
itulah org tua2 bilang;
lain hulu lain lah parang
lain dulu lain lah sekarang
namun,
biarlah hari tu indah
hari ni gundah
hari esok.
lain pula kisah.
:: diinspirasikan oleh tulisan seorang teman; Lirikan Lalu (silalah baca tulisan beliau!) ::
20101219
Emansipasi sebuah benci
pongah sudah aku berlari di sisir naluri
mencari mana satu sebenarnya yang aku mahu erti
pergi, ataukah mendampingi saat kalut meribut
terhidupkah dengan memori enggan kabut
terkadang benci terkadang sangsi
bertanya lagi dan lagi sama sang nyawa
sanggupkah? sanggupkah? sanggupkah?
berulang dalam mimpi menjadi misteri
siapa tahu kalau dibiar kelu mungkin akhirnya membeku
seperti asin laut getar ke alur menjadi hambar
sanggupkah? sanggupkah? sanggupkah?
dengan lensa imaginasi melayang dalam angan petang
dan akhirnya aku pulang
tiada yang hilang, cuma sayang.
mencari mana satu sebenarnya yang aku mahu erti
pergi, ataukah mendampingi saat kalut meribut
terhidupkah dengan memori enggan kabut
terkadang benci terkadang sangsi
bertanya lagi dan lagi sama sang nyawa
sanggupkah? sanggupkah? sanggupkah?
berulang dalam mimpi menjadi misteri
siapa tahu kalau dibiar kelu mungkin akhirnya membeku
seperti asin laut getar ke alur menjadi hambar
sanggupkah? sanggupkah? sanggupkah?
dengan lensa imaginasi melayang dalam angan petang
dan akhirnya aku pulang
tiada yang hilang, cuma sayang.
20101021
20101008
20100921
Gila kamu manusia!
berjalan jenuh
langkah rapuh
tawa pun membunuh
aku di sini dengan secangkir kopi dingin
kurang gula kurang rasa
menghendap manusia dari balik jendela
kamar separuh usia
di celah rakusnya asmara
setetes setia pun tidak ada
diamukan bait cinta
bertebaran rembesan dusta
berlari dengan langkah mati
setempat ke mana pun tak pergi
mencuba menggapai rasa
terlupa hati itu tiada
apa rasa yang masih bersisa
apa manusia hanya nyawa
berkelana di bawah purnama
mata buta, tongkat pula tiada
deria maha dusta, minda hanya gila
hah! keluh sesesat kembara
kita ini sebenarnya apa
debunga ditari pawana
berterbangan entah ke mana
atau sejenazah kiambang
di telaga kontang belakang agam usang
rata-rata terus merayap
ingin terbang tak punya sayap
bukanlah bengap
tapi langitnya terlalu rapat meranap
lalu akal pun terperap
sememangnya, akhirnya... bodoh sanggap
bodoh segenap!
kata dengan rima di balik jendela
menyundal bahasa adab bicara
bukan aku mempersenda manusia
sedang aku tidak tahu manusia itu apa
aku cuma punya mata
yang bukan di kepala
tetapi di mana-mana
menilai dosa pahala
dan terus mendamba
sesudu gula.
aku tidak gila.
mungkin cuma tikus yang tidak dipelihara
da! aku tipu saja.
haha..maaf, terlalu biasa ketawa sama kamu manusia.
20100913
Apa?
bila kata bukan makna
sial sia indah bahasa
bila mahu sekadar mahu
bukan perlu bukan rindu
bila sakit terlalu perit
redam segala bingit jerit
apa sebenarnya
yang masih memaut kita?
semalam yg gembira
atau mimpi yg buta?
sial sia indah bahasa
bila mahu sekadar mahu
bukan perlu bukan rindu
bila sakit terlalu perit
redam segala bingit jerit
apa sebenarnya
yang masih memaut kita?
semalam yg gembira
atau mimpi yg buta?
20100907
hiatus
did you know, it was dark
really really dark
a pitch black darkness
until I lifted my head up
and I saw it,
I saw the light
have you tried?
looking up?
if you haven't
I think you should try
then you'll know
that in this life
there is something
called hope.
until then,
hiatus.
20100904
20100901
Shut!
Eyes go blind
Read not between the lines
See not all the signs
Eyes go blind
Heart wouldn't mind
For that is better
Than what could come after
Oh, please remember!
If the eyes were allowed to wander
The heart would turn tender
Let the vision stays blur
So soul never'll be overpowered
Eyes go blind
Heart wouldn't mind
Let's stay this way forever
Oh!
and ears, listen not to the happily ever after.
:: mode: recovering my senses...they all were, and they all shall be again.... ::
Read not between the lines
See not all the signs
Eyes go blind
Heart wouldn't mind
For that is better
Than what could come after
Oh, please remember!
If the eyes were allowed to wander
The heart would turn tender
Let the vision stays blur
So soul never'll be overpowered
Eyes go blind
Heart wouldn't mind
Let's stay this way forever
Oh!
and ears, listen not to the happily ever after.
:: mode: recovering my senses...they all were, and they all shall be again.... ::
20100831
20100824
meditation
It's when I decided to care less... I would care less...
but for now... I'll let the wind blow me to wherever it's going.
because there is no use of being firm when there is no ground to stand on.
20100818
Gummy
Cantik rupa sekadar di mata
Cantik pekerti bawa ke hati
Cantik agama ku tanya nama
Apa tuan sudah berpunya?
Sekali datang,
Isterinya tiga.
T.T
:: Apa kau merapik bulan-bulan puasa ni kiambang?::
20100814
Hilang
lantang jerit angin
mengilu rasa dingin
dan tarian eucalyptus
di balik jendela tirus
bagai jembalang kurus
tertawa dan melambai
manusia yang abai
manusia yang lalai
manusia atau dajal
pedih selumbar dosa
menghiris naluri hina
ampuni aku
kasihani aku
dengari aku......
oh tuhan ku.
sayup suara angin
menghambat iblis miskin
dan tarian eucalyptus
di balik jendela tirus
bagai cahaya kudus
menghembus dan membelai
irama kasih tuhan
malam 3 ramadhan
ah! masih!
menjerih aneh
rasa pedih
mencari jawab
sebuah harap
rebah selingkuh
malu membunuh
ampuni aku
kasihani aku
dengari aku.
tuhan....
20100724
Puing
aku bersaksi
tidak runtuh kota ini
angkara hujan sepurnama
tidak rapuh rangkanya
dibakar matahari menggila
di luar duga, sekunjungan taufan
dalam lena yang terlalu nyaman
saat kota indah ini ku pagar impian
rebah sedaerah
menyembah tanah...
aduhai...
lemah kaki ini melangkah
lelah nyawa ini berserah
namun
jika aku punya usia
dan jika di kota ini masih ada setia
aku berjanji dengan nama
sebuah kota yang pernah bercahaya
sepahan reca batu bata itu
pantas 'kan ku kutip semula
lantas 'kan ku bina sepenuh daya
beralas derita sejengkal masa
kerna,
di sela-sela renyai hujan airmata
masih ada...
tiang harap masih berdiri sasa
:: aku tidak pernah tahu, aku begini orangnya... hahaa ::
20100714
Isteri
Buatmu isteri
Keluhmu bagai onar seni
Menari di sisir belahan hati
Dalam halus bahasa suci
Membekam aku ke rapuh nurani
Aku yang tidak erti
Akan cemburu mu tak kenal tepi
Akan cintamu yg terlalu misteri
Kau isteri
Pada kudrat ini aku bersaksi
Hanya kau mentari di dasar hati
Isteriku
Masa lalu itu memang begitu
Bertamu pada sela waktu
Pada tika yang kita tak mahu
Lalu dengarkan suara jiwa
Aku lagukan dengan nada cinta
Pada usia begini
Jenuh sudah ranjau ditinjau
Jauh sudah langkah bertingkah
Pelbagai sudah negeri ditelusuri
Panjang sudah hikayat tuk dikenang
Lalu pada usia begini
Tiadalah yang lebih bererti
Melainkan adanya kau di sisi
Wahai isteri.
:: Balik hari tu, banyak sangat dengar kisah rumah tangga dan poligami... eh, apa kaitan?::
Keluhmu bagai onar seni
Menari di sisir belahan hati
Dalam halus bahasa suci
Membekam aku ke rapuh nurani
Aku yang tidak erti
Akan cemburu mu tak kenal tepi
Akan cintamu yg terlalu misteri
Kau isteri
Pada kudrat ini aku bersaksi
Hanya kau mentari di dasar hati
Isteriku
Masa lalu itu memang begitu
Bertamu pada sela waktu
Pada tika yang kita tak mahu
Lalu dengarkan suara jiwa
Aku lagukan dengan nada cinta
Pada usia begini
Jenuh sudah ranjau ditinjau
Jauh sudah langkah bertingkah
Pelbagai sudah negeri ditelusuri
Panjang sudah hikayat tuk dikenang
Lalu pada usia begini
Tiadalah yang lebih bererti
Melainkan adanya kau di sisi
Wahai isteri.
:: Balik hari tu, banyak sangat dengar kisah rumah tangga dan poligami... eh, apa kaitan?::
20100612
White
12 white roses in a vase
Would last no longer than 30 days
but the solace that you gave
lives within me in my every pace
and you must know
it is never gifts, face nor grace
that holds me to this place
it is you and your honesty
that tell me, where I must be.
Thank You.
20100522
Loya-loya
oh, apa ini, apa cerita dunia
aku dengar pekik lolong sini sana
bingung aku mana fakta mana dusta
mana emosi mana cendekia
benarlah bagai dikata
akan tiba di akhir masa
orang hina banyak bicara
berpekik lolong cerita dunia
orang bijaksana bila bersuara
dipandang kosong difitnah gila
bermadah ilmu dituduh penipu
berlagu nasihat dihukum khianat
oh lihatlah mereka
berdendang asmara meraih puja
mahir siasah sistem dibelasah
bercatur judi demi monarki
oh, apa ini, apa cerita dunia
aku sebenarnya di mana
ke sana ku paling tak kena
ke sini ku hadap tak jadi
:: aku sebenarnya penat ::
aku dengar pekik lolong sini sana
bingung aku mana fakta mana dusta
mana emosi mana cendekia
benarlah bagai dikata
akan tiba di akhir masa
orang hina banyak bicara
berpekik lolong cerita dunia
orang bijaksana bila bersuara
dipandang kosong difitnah gila
bermadah ilmu dituduh penipu
berlagu nasihat dihukum khianat
oh lihatlah mereka
berdendang asmara meraih puja
mahir siasah sistem dibelasah
bercatur judi demi monarki
oh, apa ini, apa cerita dunia
aku sebenarnya di mana
ke sana ku paling tak kena
ke sini ku hadap tak jadi
:: aku sebenarnya penat ::
20100520
Hai Encik
Hai Pak Cik berbaju segak
Kerut diwajah jelas ternampak
Laju sungguh pak cik menapak
Ke mana tuju tak bisa diagak
Oh! Maaf kerana mengekori
Langkah kita searah menari
Pakcik, mungkin atuk sebenarnya
Kedut di dahi membilang usia
Pasti banyak sudah, garam dirasa
"Apa ceritamu tentang dunia?"
Eh, tak apakah saya bertanya..
Pakcik jalan laju tak mahu henti
Langkah pantas tiba-tiba mati
Ke arah kiri mata mu memerhati
Wah, sejambangan bunga dibeli!
"Untuk makcikkah itu nanti?"
Maaf pakcik, menyibuk lagi.
Oh, di simpang ini kita sudahi...
Hingga sampai ketemu lagi.
Babai!
:: Mahu ke studio dan sewaktu dalam perjalanan, bersaing langkah dengan seorang tua separuh usia, gayanya seperti baru pulang dari kerja... bersama jambangan ros segar di tangan dan sipi-sipi senyuman pabila ke arah ros matanya memberi renungan... mungkin untuk yang tersayang =) ::
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