a family potrait
never complete
one will always be
each is always without
how does one get through
a family potrait
that is never complete
hodgepodge = sepah-sepah; apa-apa sahaja yang berserak dalam otak, hati dan jiwa~
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
i remember, neighbour next door
i remember
a neighbour next door
not my friend, just a neighbour
caught my eye once
and a few times more i'm sure
he was the sight of white light
so pure and serene and delightful
instantly the highlight of my playing days
suddenly the light went out
nothing
when i was peeking in
oh, neighbour next door
if i could only see you once more
a neighbour next door
not my friend, just a neighbour
caught my eye once
and a few times more i'm sure
he was the sight of white light
so pure and serene and delightful
instantly the highlight of my playing days
suddenly the light went out
nothing
when i was peeking in
oh, neighbour next door
if i could only see you once more
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poem
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Last Words, Atok.
if you were to leave this world, what would be your last words? i was watching my fav show in the world How I Met Your Mother latest episode; Last Words (this show is a tie with Grey's Anatomy).
it got me thinking... what would i say? what would i want the people matter to me to know? do i matter to them that my last words would be as important?
and then; i remember my Atok. i wouldn't really recall his exact last words to me... but, there was this time.. when i stayed back with him during my long holiday. and my weeks were almost up, few days before i had to leave... Atok was at his table, doing worksheets for his Japanese students i guess, and i passed by. and he stopped me. he held me tight and said, "Kan bagus kalau badan yan boleh kerat-kerat, separuh kat Jb, separuh kt KL, separuh kt Melaka.." and he said he missed me.and held me just a little bit longer. and then he let go. and continue his work...
i love you atok.. i do.. al-fatihah.
it got me thinking... what would i say? what would i want the people matter to me to know? do i matter to them that my last words would be as important?
and then; i remember my Atok. i wouldn't really recall his exact last words to me... but, there was this time.. when i stayed back with him during my long holiday. and my weeks were almost up, few days before i had to leave... Atok was at his table, doing worksheets for his Japanese students i guess, and i passed by. and he stopped me. he held me tight and said, "Kan bagus kalau badan yan boleh kerat-kerat, separuh kat Jb, separuh kt KL, separuh kt Melaka.." and he said he missed me.and held me just a little bit longer. and then he let go. and continue his work...
i love you atok.. i do.. al-fatihah.
Labels:
life
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
anger
take a few seconds and try to look back. we often feel angry at things that we do not know about. yes, we know what triggered the anger but we never took the time to really look at the matter deeper then we're supposed to. and if we really used our God given brain and not treat our intelligences not more than our birthright, then maybe; we wouldn't be angry at all. to know is to understand, and when matters are understood, it makes it all much easier to accept, and when you're able to accept. you won't feel angry anymore... not really.
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life
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Bumble-bee
strange
you might say
how this world go round and round
funny
i must say
that we meet at the oddest place
weird
is the way that we fell for each other
of all the people in the world
but
magical
is for the way you make me see
how you were always there in front of me
never away
always there
my darling bumble-bee
(11/07/2006)
you might say
how this world go round and round
funny
i must say
that we meet at the oddest place
weird
is the way that we fell for each other
of all the people in the world
but
magical
is for the way you make me see
how you were always there in front of me
never away
always there
my darling bumble-bee
(11/07/2006)
Labels:
poem
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