Don't let me go,
Just let me lead the flow,
Don't tell me you don't deserve me,
Coz the heart palpitates,
Whenever the phone beeps your message.
Listen,
Call it crazy,
Call it wacko,
En amorada de ti,
I've just gone loco!
I can't help,
But I love you so,
If you read this, then spare me a place,
In the warm of your embrace,
By the scorching heat of the fireplace,
Within the core of your soul,
Of the deepest love people hadn't known,
Due to unrequited love, they moan,
I could somehow, see through,
Could you?
I say,
We shall love each other dearly,
If only you are willing to wait and see,
My love is just, pure and truly,
Don't you doubt, don't you ever weep,
We'll sail through the sea,
And forever we shall always be.
Dear you,
Things wouldn't stay poignant forever,
The sparks of our love won't ever dim, never!
I assuringly,lovingly promise,
My loyal devoted service,
Well, if you just cooperate,
If your vows never break.
Don't let me go,
Just let me lead the flow,
Please,
Don't halt my words,
Don't mince my heart,
Because it's you whom I love,
Either you believe these verses,
Or we could part.
I say,
I love you,
I say,
I miss you,
I say,
I need you,
just..... stay and pray.
Hoping we'll be together someday.
Yes, someday.......
Sunday,
May 09, 2010
8:41 p.m
P/S : This one is quite pathetic. Yes, I know (especially for the last quadrant) I'm just warming up, mind you! =.='
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Monday, September 20, 2010
Poem - Ain't It Funny?
Ain't it funny,
How we used to fight,
Ain't it funny,
How we used to label,
Claiming we were right,
This and that,
The ego strangely never wobble,
We eased through the trouble.
With each passing day,
We tended to make judgements and still we judge,
We learnt to tolerate and still we do,
We were busy organizing race,
To prove who is far way better,
Without we realizing it,
The heart grew softer,
Allowing love to take place.
To me, THAT is far way healthier!
Time spun so quickly,
It's been more than half a year,
Long time since I more than acknowledged your presence,
Though rarely spoke about it,
You should know,
Sometimes,
The heart ached and longed for your tiniest bid.
Don't you know?
Now you know.......
Forbearing the emptiness in me,
Of course you never realize,
You seemed unaware,
Because you always criticize,
I questioned myself,
"Am I too much?"
This heart said,
"Love is such!"
And I shut my eyes,
And sang the love melody,
That I always trust.
Accept me for who I am,
Never be blinded by what they say,
My heart is in cramp, and for it I pay.
I am hooked on you,
I am drunk, I am the love addict,
I am a goner if my dreams never come true,
This feeling gives me such wow kick,
It is damnly, sincerely never this true-blue,
My heart is sorely going to miss you.
Trust me,
For the thousand times I beg of you,
Love me,
For this heart craves nothing but you,
Sue me,
If my love is proven dirty and blue,
But give me the chance,
To say 'I Love You'
So I won't be left hanged,
And you'll guide me through and through.
Yes? ;)
Sunday,
May 09, 2010
10:34 p.m
P/S : The title is adopted from a song by Jennifer Lopez - Ain't It Funny. Lalalala. ;)
How we used to fight,
Ain't it funny,
How we used to label,
Claiming we were right,
This and that,
The ego strangely never wobble,
We eased through the trouble.
With each passing day,
We tended to make judgements and still we judge,
We learnt to tolerate and still we do,
We were busy organizing race,
To prove who is far way better,
Without we realizing it,
The heart grew softer,
Allowing love to take place.
To me, THAT is far way healthier!
Time spun so quickly,
It's been more than half a year,
Long time since I more than acknowledged your presence,
Though rarely spoke about it,
You should know,
Sometimes,
The heart ached and longed for your tiniest bid.
Don't you know?
Now you know.......
Forbearing the emptiness in me,
Of course you never realize,
You seemed unaware,
Because you always criticize,
I questioned myself,
"Am I too much?"
This heart said,
"Love is such!"
And I shut my eyes,
And sang the love melody,
That I always trust.
Accept me for who I am,
Never be blinded by what they say,
My heart is in cramp, and for it I pay.
I am hooked on you,
I am drunk, I am the love addict,
I am a goner if my dreams never come true,
This feeling gives me such wow kick,
It is damnly, sincerely never this true-blue,
My heart is sorely going to miss you.
Trust me,
For the thousand times I beg of you,
Love me,
For this heart craves nothing but you,
Sue me,
If my love is proven dirty and blue,
But give me the chance,
To say 'I Love You'
So I won't be left hanged,
And you'll guide me through and through.
Yes? ;)
Sunday,
May 09, 2010
10:34 p.m
P/S : The title is adopted from a song by Jennifer Lopez - Ain't It Funny. Lalalala. ;)
Poem - You Think
Now,
They say they know me,
I exhaled my breath,"What makes you so damn sure?"
"You look innocent, you can't be that rigorous?"
My eyes widened to show my genuine surprise,
I inhaled my breath, "I may look fluffy soft outside, but I am deadly hard inside!"
I fastened my pace,
My jaw could have fallen onto the floor,
If it wasn't made glued to my face,
I think I am wild ferocious!
Lady-like is so not my type,
People just don't know me that much,
Ouh, I don't have that kind of soft touch.
Now again,
They think they know me,
After all my words are direct,
I express my feelings vehemently,
But one thing,
I also love to act,
And create scenes nonchalantly,
And offer my grin sheepishly,
They smiled serenely, but I scoffed.
With a small annoying 'puffed'
I am secretive,
But everyone seems to doubt that,
It is my prerogative,
My shoulder you can't always pat.
Nail that in your brain,
I am such a pain.
Ouh I am not modest,
I am self-absorbed,
I'm only interested in what I AM doing and that just,
Sends my heart feeling glee and proud,
I am just...... too in love with myself.
I mean, who else?
But, you think you know me,
Don't put your hopes up too high,
I'm afraid all of your expectations I'll scarcely meet,
Now,
I decide to let you free,
And soar yourself above to the blue sky,
For your own good sake,
In future, I promise you won't cry.
Please,
I let you be.
Fix your perceptions,
And blow off unnecessary delusions,
I am not the paragon,
You'll be heart-broken.
You think you know me,
But you don't always SEE me,
I want to be in the safe zone,
Can't you see?
I'll be just fine on my own.
For the last 'now',
I assure you,
You think you know me,
But you don't know me at all.
Geee, peace!
Monday,
May 10, 2010
1:19 a.m
P/S : One of my random very-not-intellectual pieces. Retard. Sorry. =|
They say they know me,
I exhaled my breath,"What makes you so damn sure?"
"You look innocent, you can't be that rigorous?"
My eyes widened to show my genuine surprise,
I inhaled my breath, "I may look fluffy soft outside, but I am deadly hard inside!"
I fastened my pace,
My jaw could have fallen onto the floor,
If it wasn't made glued to my face,
I think I am wild ferocious!
Lady-like is so not my type,
People just don't know me that much,
Ouh, I don't have that kind of soft touch.
Now again,
They think they know me,
After all my words are direct,
I express my feelings vehemently,
But one thing,
I also love to act,
And create scenes nonchalantly,
And offer my grin sheepishly,
They smiled serenely, but I scoffed.
With a small annoying 'puffed'
I am secretive,
But everyone seems to doubt that,
It is my prerogative,
My shoulder you can't always pat.
Nail that in your brain,
I am such a pain.
Ouh I am not modest,
I am self-absorbed,
I'm only interested in what I AM doing and that just,
Sends my heart feeling glee and proud,
I am just...... too in love with myself.
I mean, who else?
But, you think you know me,
Don't put your hopes up too high,
I'm afraid all of your expectations I'll scarcely meet,
Now,
I decide to let you free,
And soar yourself above to the blue sky,
For your own good sake,
In future, I promise you won't cry.
Please,
I let you be.
Fix your perceptions,
And blow off unnecessary delusions,
I am not the paragon,
You'll be heart-broken.
You think you know me,
But you don't always SEE me,
I want to be in the safe zone,
Can't you see?
I'll be just fine on my own.
For the last 'now',
I assure you,
You think you know me,
But you don't know me at all.
Geee, peace!
Monday,
May 10, 2010
1:19 a.m
P/S : One of my random very-not-intellectual pieces. Retard. Sorry. =|
Poem - Silly
I remember my dark phase,
On him, I liked to chase,
He caught my eyes and held me mesmerized,
I was so shy,
Feeling floated as if wanting to fly,
I blushed right instant,
My heart sang the siren,
But he looked puzzled like I was some kind of alien.
I knew he's a playboy,
I was only his toy,
He flashed his hearthrob grin,
That unfeignly retained,
I just had to lean on something,
To keep me sane.
That was it.
It was pathetic, shameful and desperate,
To my sister I poured,
And she shook her head,
"Learn to disguise your feeling"
I blinked.
"What does that mean?"
"Do not be too transparent, your eyes are the window to your soul"
I played nonchalant and the skirts I folded.
My mind raced and I recoiled,
My sister's words left me boiled,
Let's prove it,
I challenged my wit.
It was a sickness,
And I was no pro handling it,
But as time passes,
My body turns voluptuous,
I learn to get a hold on myself,
I am not those giddy crazy whore no more,
Test me,my lust is composedly secure,
Flirt me, I can seriously get you lured. (LOL)
What the tuuut, he said.
"Don't you love me anymore?" he worked his line.
I nearly farted, at the edge of teetering my laugh,
Rooted to my foot, my face turned red,
"Sorry, but you're just not my craze"
I roughly scoffed.
So that's the end of this poetry,
Because it's nearly 6:30!
AdaMaya is coming ouh yipppeeeee,
Next time I'll update another story!
Monday,
May 10, 2010
6:15 p.m
On him, I liked to chase,
He caught my eyes and held me mesmerized,
I was so shy,
Feeling floated as if wanting to fly,
I blushed right instant,
My heart sang the siren,
But he looked puzzled like I was some kind of alien.
I knew he's a playboy,
I was only his toy,
He flashed his hearthrob grin,
That unfeignly retained,
I just had to lean on something,
To keep me sane.
That was it.
It was pathetic, shameful and desperate,
To my sister I poured,
And she shook her head,
"Learn to disguise your feeling"
I blinked.
"What does that mean?"
"Do not be too transparent, your eyes are the window to your soul"
I played nonchalant and the skirts I folded.
My mind raced and I recoiled,
My sister's words left me boiled,
Let's prove it,
I challenged my wit.
It was a sickness,
And I was no pro handling it,
But as time passes,
My body turns voluptuous,
I learn to get a hold on myself,
I am not those giddy crazy whore no more,
Test me,my lust is composedly secure,
Flirt me, I can seriously get you lured. (LOL)
What the tuuut, he said.
"Don't you love me anymore?" he worked his line.
I nearly farted, at the edge of teetering my laugh,
Rooted to my foot, my face turned red,
"Sorry, but you're just not my craze"
I roughly scoffed.
So that's the end of this poetry,
Because it's nearly 6:30!
AdaMaya is coming ouh yipppeeeee,
Next time I'll update another story!
Monday,
May 10, 2010
6:15 p.m
Your 'RETARD'-ness Is Too Much!
Stop being retard,
Why don't you fix your rusted brain,
I think I'm going to fart,
Listening to your shits over and over again.
So please,
I can't entertain you more,
You are definitely rotten to the core.
Geeeeeez!
Why is it that you're following my butt, dude?
I never hold grudges against you,
But you were being way too rude,
And I'm certainly not in the mood,
It is not acceptable by etiquette, ouh haliuuuu?
Yes not at all,
You're the most damn problematic and pathetic,
Leave it all and take a chill pill,
Have some liquor, and be lunatic!
Phew~
We don't even know each other,
Don't stalk me as if you're the caring brother,
When in fact, you're the jackass,
You don't wanna look like a dumb ass,
Have some respect,
And politely correct,
Not by talking 'bajet'
You're ultimately so 'kerek',
I can't tolerate such thing,
Be gone and don't ever click to my link.
Uhmmm hey,
What is it that you want?
Is it the attention?
You've been too much in delusions,
I don't have the cure potion,
Go burry your face in the cushion,
Be a man and limit your scandalous sensation (to me LOL)
Try harder, ay?
For the last time,
Mann~
If you just don't understand,
It's okay because your brain lacks of intellectual kind,
It's something that you would have to earn and gain,
I can easily comprehend your poor state ;)
I guess,
I'll just get used to treating you like a wall,
It would be easy, yes.
And you'll be bewildering left like a punctured ball,
Ouh it's okay, it's allright,
Don't get too frustrated yet,
You can still visit my blog as often as you like,
But just get your words soft and right,
I can readily treat you nice and bright.
Friday,
May 14, 2010
12:17 a.m
P/S : I'm not going to tag anyone on FB, because he exists elsewhere. But I'm so gonna publish it in my blog. I'm sure he'll read. He'll be the first, I promise. Turururruuu~ ;)
Why don't you fix your rusted brain,
I think I'm going to fart,
Listening to your shits over and over again.
So please,
I can't entertain you more,
You are definitely rotten to the core.
Geeeeeez!
Why is it that you're following my butt, dude?
I never hold grudges against you,
But you were being way too rude,
And I'm certainly not in the mood,
It is not acceptable by etiquette, ouh haliuuuu?
Yes not at all,
You're the most damn problematic and pathetic,
Leave it all and take a chill pill,
Have some liquor, and be lunatic!
Phew~
We don't even know each other,
Don't stalk me as if you're the caring brother,
When in fact, you're the jackass,
You don't wanna look like a dumb ass,
Have some respect,
And politely correct,
Not by talking 'bajet'
You're ultimately so 'kerek',
I can't tolerate such thing,
Be gone and don't ever click to my link.
Uhmmm hey,
What is it that you want?
Is it the attention?
You've been too much in delusions,
I don't have the cure potion,
Go burry your face in the cushion,
Be a man and limit your scandalous sensation (to me LOL)
Try harder, ay?
For the last time,
Mann~
If you just don't understand,
It's okay because your brain lacks of intellectual kind,
It's something that you would have to earn and gain,
I can easily comprehend your poor state ;)
I guess,
I'll just get used to treating you like a wall,
It would be easy, yes.
And you'll be bewildering left like a punctured ball,
Ouh it's okay, it's allright,
Don't get too frustrated yet,
You can still visit my blog as often as you like,
But just get your words soft and right,
I can readily treat you nice and bright.
Friday,
May 14, 2010
12:17 a.m
P/S : I'm not going to tag anyone on FB, because he exists elsewhere. But I'm so gonna publish it in my blog. I'm sure he'll read. He'll be the first, I promise. Turururruuu~ ;)
Poem - If Only You Could See
I was once a loner,
People were scared of me,
Of my words, they tended to fire,
And shackled their legs, they wouldn't come near.
Once in a while,
I used to ponder... what's wrong with me?
I was very repulsive and no less,
I would want to be exclusive, and not a les! (as in lesbian)
For the umph-teenth times I thought and I thought,
I ain't cutey, I ain't pretty, let alone giddy!
But those are the traits that men are looking for, aren't they?
Second to second, I developed the charisma in me,
But now the so-called charisma has taken its toll,
As I eventually grew old,
I became the stone-cold.
I finally realized, those things didn't count, at all,
I am to seek for MY OWN serenity and privacy, after all,
Why's the need to please others?
They aren't even our mothers!
If there's a wake-up call,
Just don't hesitate and delay,
Grab and make the utmost of it, I say.
I finally realized, those things didn't give me the triumph,
I am not in the show-room,
If there's no bless from Allah,
Then, I'll be just doomed!
So friends,
Regardless of whom you are, and what you're doing,
Just take the time to free yourself,
From any knots and tangles that have been looming over you,
It's not easy, yeah true,
But as we constantly seek for His help,
He's there, He's always there.
If only you could see,
Just do not squeal, do not howl, do not yelp,
Let us prepare,
Guard your modesty, strengthen your faith,
It would never be too little too late,
As time passes,
InsyaAllah, you'll gain the privilege!
Amen.
P/S: This's nothing personal okay. The streamyx has been sooooo hellishly-slow that I decided to write a poem. There are some alterations to be made. But for now, here it is. =)
People were scared of me,
Of my words, they tended to fire,
And shackled their legs, they wouldn't come near.
Once in a while,
I used to ponder... what's wrong with me?
I was very repulsive and no less,
I would want to be exclusive, and not a les! (as in lesbian)
For the umph-teenth times I thought and I thought,
I ain't cutey, I ain't pretty, let alone giddy!
But those are the traits that men are looking for, aren't they?
Second to second, I developed the charisma in me,
But now the so-called charisma has taken its toll,
As I eventually grew old,
I became the stone-cold.
I finally realized, those things didn't count, at all,
I am to seek for MY OWN serenity and privacy, after all,
Why's the need to please others?
They aren't even our mothers!
If there's a wake-up call,
Just don't hesitate and delay,
Grab and make the utmost of it, I say.
I finally realized, those things didn't give me the triumph,
I am not in the show-room,
If there's no bless from Allah,
Then, I'll be just doomed!
So friends,
Regardless of whom you are, and what you're doing,
Just take the time to free yourself,
From any knots and tangles that have been looming over you,
It's not easy, yeah true,
But as we constantly seek for His help,
He's there, He's always there.
If only you could see,
Just do not squeal, do not howl, do not yelp,
Let us prepare,
Guard your modesty, strengthen your faith,
It would never be too little too late,
As time passes,
InsyaAllah, you'll gain the privilege!
Amen.
P/S: This's nothing personal okay. The streamyx has been sooooo hellishly-slow that I decided to write a poem. There are some alterations to be made. But for now, here it is. =)
Poem - Ukhuwwah
(Stanza 1)
To all my closest sohiibin,
For you I dedicate this part,
Regardless of how long we've known each other,
One thing for sure,
The ukhuwwah is gloriously bonded,
It's now left to your inclination,
Be it to strengthen or weaken the relation,
I can't justify just yet,
Only the real pals know the real me.
(Stanza 2)
Uhibbukumfillah,
How familiar does it sound to our eardrum membrane?
Is it just an Islamic phrase to look all religious?
To how extent does it signify the truest of your heart?
Really. Do we really love someone because of Him?
Or when problem arises, we simply just give in?
Do we even bother to untangle, to try?
Or are we simply competing who's low, who's high?
Alas....
I can't say just yet, Allah knows best.
(Stanza 3)
Ya ukhwati,
My sisters in Islam,
Pardon me for any of my uncivilized behavior,
I'm just His humble slave, I'm not the warrior,
It's the involuntary action I can't control,
Once snapped, and I generously scowled,
I can't please everyone,
There are always the limiting factors,
I hate to be the inhuman vector,
Still, I commit sins and I readily forgive,
In case I turn haughty,
Then, correct me so I won't be lost,
I know who are my friends, who are my foes,
Make a du'a for me,
On my bended knees I plea,
"Do not isolate me, do not exclude me oh blimey!"
(Stanza 4)
Ya akhawat,
My brothers in Islam,
Apparently, I am a very straitlaced,
I might sound all-knowing,
I harbour no hard feeling,
I guess it's the hormones that yield incessantly,
Betraying my innocent intention and honesty,
Well, pardon me for my lack of etiquettes,
Perhaps you can consider them as my enchanting antics?
(Stanza 5)
So let's stay put and united,
Together we build a strong Ummah,
InsyaAllah, the ties will never break,
SubhanAllah, we'll be preserved in His shade,
In His bestow, we'll never separate,
We march forward and ignore the differences and slits,
Uhibbukumfillah,
That's the spirits!
* * *
(i) Stanza 3 Line 9 : I use the word 'vector' as I can't find anything better to rhyme with 'factors'. It sounds rather absurd there, so be it.
(ii) Stanza 3 Line 12 : The word 'lost' is enunciated in British slang so as to rhyme with the word 'foes' in the sequence that follows.
(iii) Stanza 3 Line 16 : 'Blimey' is the British slang that Ron Weasley often said in the Harry Potter series; it is actually an exclamation of surprise or annoyance)
P/S : It took me nearly an hour and a half to struggle for this piece! Hohh. And now it's already 3 a.m in the morning!!!! >.< I'm gonna sleep now. Now. NOW!
To all my closest sohiibin,
For you I dedicate this part,
Regardless of how long we've known each other,
One thing for sure,
The ukhuwwah is gloriously bonded,
It's now left to your inclination,
Be it to strengthen or weaken the relation,
I can't justify just yet,
Only the real pals know the real me.
(Stanza 2)
Uhibbukumfillah,
How familiar does it sound to our eardrum membrane?
Is it just an Islamic phrase to look all religious?
To how extent does it signify the truest of your heart?
Really. Do we really love someone because of Him?
Or when problem arises, we simply just give in?
Do we even bother to untangle, to try?
Or are we simply competing who's low, who's high?
Alas....
I can't say just yet, Allah knows best.
(Stanza 3)
Ya ukhwati,
My sisters in Islam,
Pardon me for any of my uncivilized behavior,
I'm just His humble slave, I'm not the warrior,
It's the involuntary action I can't control,
Once snapped, and I generously scowled,
I can't please everyone,
There are always the limiting factors,
I hate to be the inhuman vector,
Still, I commit sins and I readily forgive,
In case I turn haughty,
Then, correct me so I won't be lost,
I know who are my friends, who are my foes,
Make a du'a for me,
On my bended knees I plea,
"Do not isolate me, do not exclude me oh blimey!"
(Stanza 4)
Ya akhawat,
My brothers in Islam,
Apparently, I am a very straitlaced,
I might sound all-knowing,
I harbour no hard feeling,
I guess it's the hormones that yield incessantly,
Betraying my innocent intention and honesty,
Well, pardon me for my lack of etiquettes,
Perhaps you can consider them as my enchanting antics?
(Stanza 5)
So let's stay put and united,
Together we build a strong Ummah,
InsyaAllah, the ties will never break,
SubhanAllah, we'll be preserved in His shade,
In His bestow, we'll never separate,
We march forward and ignore the differences and slits,
Uhibbukumfillah,
That's the spirits!
* * *
(i) Stanza 3 Line 9 : I use the word 'vector' as I can't find anything better to rhyme with 'factors'. It sounds rather absurd there, so be it.
(ii) Stanza 3 Line 12 : The word 'lost' is enunciated in British slang so as to rhyme with the word 'foes' in the sequence that follows.
(iii) Stanza 3 Line 16 : 'Blimey' is the British slang that Ron Weasley often said in the Harry Potter series; it is actually an exclamation of surprise or annoyance)
P/S : It took me nearly an hour and a half to struggle for this piece! Hohh. And now it's already 3 a.m in the morning!!!! >.< I'm gonna sleep now. Now. NOW!
Poem - A Tribute To Palestinians.
Daripada Abdullah bin Abu Aufa r.a., Nabi s.a.w bersabda :
“Syurga di bawah bayangan pedang.” [Riwayat Bukhari dan Muslim]
“Janganlah kamu mengira bahawa orang yang gugur di jalan Allah itu mati, bahkan mereka itu hidup di sisi Tuhannya dengan mendapat rezeki” [Surah Ali’ Imran 3:169)
“Dan di antara manusia ada orang yang mengorbankan dirinya kerana mencari keredhaan Allah” [Surah al-Baqarah 2:207]
* * *
In a corner I saw,
I saw a delicate child weeping,
It almost teared my souls apart,
His bruised hands shook a lifeless body of a woman,
The deprivation of justice...
He has no nuclear weapon.
The thick red blood oozing from the mother’s head,
His cry sent the skirts of the blue skies opened,
In the pouring rain, he got up with his heart, broken,
While the youngsters in other places laughed gleefully being entertained,
In the other hand, he has nothing to complain.
Though being trapped behind the indiscernible bars, say.... forever,
"This’s the promised land I won’t back out, never!"
In a corner I saw,
I saw a man,
So brave he argued with blatant,
In the next minute,
His head was axed to death,
An expression of total annoyance and wrath,
Committed by a heavily-armed wild militant.
Thus, in the scorching heat I bore,
I bore my great disappointment,
Uncontainable distress,
And then, I remembered something and I smiled serenely,
He’s the martyr...
InsyaAllah, in Jannah he’ll rest.
In a corner I heard,
I heard an agonizing throaty voice in pain,
In shame, I turned around my dizzy head,
Sexual, physical and verbal harassment,
One uncivilized thing I don't tolerate,
As in Jahiliyyah state,
Females were kept under their feet,
Here was a woman being raped,
And she’s struggling,
Struggling helplessly for the better fate,
A punch was thrusted and she bled,
She howled and she yowled,
And she received another kick,
And yet she blissfully curved a smile,
An assuring smile,
So tender,
While I was still lurking with fear,
She’s closed to Syuhada’,
Allah’s the Best Knower.
I ran and I ran,
There’s nowhere to go,
There were blockades,
I pushed my luck and I heard a bang,
My heart suddenly dropped,
A bang followed by a murderous laugh out loud,
The smoky air engulfing the cumulonimbus cloud,
The Zionist again attempted a holocaust.
And no matter how cruelly, they will never be at false.
"They are terrorist!"
I screamed my lungs out,
"This is oppression!"
My heart repeatedly slammed the wall of my chest,
My muscles heavily stretched and tauted,
My Muslim brothers and sisters are being massacred day by day,
They will claim to us, on the Judgement Day,
What do we do?
Simply saw their stiff body laid?
Are we prepared?
At least, spare some time and make a pray.
Palestinians,
With the heart as strong as the concrete,
With your iman, as pure as the morning dew,
You fight for rights,
You fight for freedom,
They abuse you and made an invasion,
Establishing the living of Jews,
You keep your head high,
You remain for salvation,
Because you know,
The day would somehow arrive, just hold to the patience,
Islam would one day rise,
It’s in HIS written assurance.
Palestine,
Tomorrow will be free.
Allahu Akbar!
P/S : I tuned Maher Zain – Palestine Will Be Free while writing this piece. MasyaAllah. The song really touches my heart to the very core. To all my beloved sisters and brothers in Islam, let’s all be alert, play our part and bury the egocentric.
Monday,
June 21 2010
9:11 p.m.
“Syurga di bawah bayangan pedang.” [Riwayat Bukhari dan Muslim]
“Janganlah kamu mengira bahawa orang yang gugur di jalan Allah itu mati, bahkan mereka itu hidup di sisi Tuhannya dengan mendapat rezeki” [Surah Ali’ Imran 3:169)
“Dan di antara manusia ada orang yang mengorbankan dirinya kerana mencari keredhaan Allah” [Surah al-Baqarah 2:207]
* * *
In a corner I saw,
I saw a delicate child weeping,
It almost teared my souls apart,
His bruised hands shook a lifeless body of a woman,
The deprivation of justice...
He has no nuclear weapon.
The thick red blood oozing from the mother’s head,
His cry sent the skirts of the blue skies opened,
In the pouring rain, he got up with his heart, broken,
While the youngsters in other places laughed gleefully being entertained,
In the other hand, he has nothing to complain.
Though being trapped behind the indiscernible bars, say.... forever,
"This’s the promised land I won’t back out, never!"
In a corner I saw,
I saw a man,
So brave he argued with blatant,
In the next minute,
His head was axed to death,
An expression of total annoyance and wrath,
Committed by a heavily-armed wild militant.
Thus, in the scorching heat I bore,
I bore my great disappointment,
Uncontainable distress,
And then, I remembered something and I smiled serenely,
He’s the martyr...
InsyaAllah, in Jannah he’ll rest.
In a corner I heard,
I heard an agonizing throaty voice in pain,
In shame, I turned around my dizzy head,
Sexual, physical and verbal harassment,
One uncivilized thing I don't tolerate,
As in Jahiliyyah state,
Females were kept under their feet,
Here was a woman being raped,
And she’s struggling,
Struggling helplessly for the better fate,
A punch was thrusted and she bled,
She howled and she yowled,
And she received another kick,
And yet she blissfully curved a smile,
An assuring smile,
So tender,
While I was still lurking with fear,
She’s closed to Syuhada’,
Allah’s the Best Knower.
I ran and I ran,
There’s nowhere to go,
There were blockades,
I pushed my luck and I heard a bang,
My heart suddenly dropped,
A bang followed by a murderous laugh out loud,
The smoky air engulfing the cumulonimbus cloud,
The Zionist again attempted a holocaust.
And no matter how cruelly, they will never be at false.
"They are terrorist!"
I screamed my lungs out,
"This is oppression!"
My heart repeatedly slammed the wall of my chest,
My muscles heavily stretched and tauted,
My Muslim brothers and sisters are being massacred day by day,
They will claim to us, on the Judgement Day,
What do we do?
Simply saw their stiff body laid?
Are we prepared?
At least, spare some time and make a pray.
Palestinians,
With the heart as strong as the concrete,
With your iman, as pure as the morning dew,
You fight for rights,
You fight for freedom,
They abuse you and made an invasion,
Establishing the living of Jews,
You keep your head high,
You remain for salvation,
Because you know,
The day would somehow arrive, just hold to the patience,
Islam would one day rise,
It’s in HIS written assurance.
Palestine,
Tomorrow will be free.
Allahu Akbar!
P/S : I tuned Maher Zain – Palestine Will Be Free while writing this piece. MasyaAllah. The song really touches my heart to the very core. To all my beloved sisters and brothers in Islam, let’s all be alert, play our part and bury the egocentric.
Monday,
June 21 2010
9:11 p.m.
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