keep breathing

biologically
you need air to live
to keep on living
you have to keep on breathing

no matter how smelly
no matter how dusty
the air can get
you can't stop breathing your air

you just have to keep on breathing
IF you want to keep on living

LIFE

living,
breathing
the indicator that you are a living thing.
alive
and kicking
is what they say.
exactly what it is about living?
you want to be a good servant to Him
and you are also built not strong enough to fight
needs
wants
lusts
desires
just plain, MORE
we will always want more.
and love...
sweet,sweet love.
what is it about love that makes you feel so alive?
one of the strongest reasons for anything
to live for
to die for.
LIFE, ya Allah...please enlighten me and set me free of this burden
may i be a good servant, amin

family potrait

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

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

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.