Thursday, September 30, 2010

Breathe

by Atikah Muhsin on Monday, 27 September 2010 at 23:28
despite the loud music
despite the laughter
despite the smile
never can you keep it from the cold wind
through my open window
it doesnt fail to whisper
your pain to me

dont you go embrace the gravity
dont you go kiss the earth
dont you go stumble on your knees
and cradle your head in your hands
have faith, love
for at the end of the tunnel
theres always light

'though theres always something in the way
with you i feel appreciated
in you i see kindness
wake up now!
and get blind by your shine

in my eye,
youre nothing as what you are
in your eye
so breathe, be strong
and stay that way
forever


p/s: turn around and you'll see that you're never alone.

27th sept 2010, 0100 hr
by: Atikah Muhsin

The Untitled-

by Atikah Muhsin on Tuesday, 31 August 2010 at 02:55
  
Left in the mud
cold and dirty
had u the heart to betray me that way

I didnt need nobody to love
I didnt need the need to be loved
u were love itself
and I desired no more

and all I can do
is to burst my heart
along with blasting musics
along with the savage rain
along with the big wheels on the road

I swear
you were there
you were there
thought we could end up being glued
now I have no clue
just where to find you


0248, Aug 31st 2010
*it's a two minute piece

Seven Still Won't Do

by Atikah Muhsin on Wednesday, 11 August 2010 at 14:27
 

So you weren't the greatest guy in the world
Not even my type of ideal
But boy you got me hanging there
Thought nobody could match our pair
And I'd look for you anyhow, anywhere.


Those days
I'd sneak it out when grandpa's asleep
When grandma had had leaves to sweep
When momma, before the tv and she'd weep
Just to reach you
And we'd talk about stars and moon
Just to hear your voice
Yeah the mobile was our toy
Pauses and laughters but still
We didn't give a damn
On who's paying the bills.


Hey, look back why don't cha?
When we would wake each other up for sahur
After hours of texting,
having our eyes half closed;
Or when I'd endure mosquito bites
'Cause I enjoyed our moments in the cold night outside;
To our song, JoJo's hit, on the radio
I'd race to the volume for more;
And funny when your sister'd do you the favor
Guess you were scared
Pops was gonna pick up the receiver;
Gotta grant her kudos, she the cousin
Our poor messenger
As she was brilliant
At keeping us from our 'hunger'.


Gosh that time we met
We had our hearts exploded, I'll bet
Hiding behind our friends
Caught in the tangled awkward net
And I still can't believeWe went for the movie
Having the almost-empty cinema to us
When we are now in a deep hush.


I remember
When we had it for only twelve hours
But it hit me more
To see you with her
Then and present
I reckon you didn't lock them to treasure
Us, along with the good times
Faded with no solid goodbye.


But todayAfter we walked our own ways
You came around and knocked on my door
Laughters and sobs trampled on each other
Rushing out through every pore
Yes things went wrong
People are people and sometimes we change our minds
But it killed me now to see it goes after all those time.


Yeah you weren't the greatest guy in the world
But we had it all, what everyone would love
Every boy, every girl.



By: Atikah Muhsin, June 4th, 2010.0236 hours

The Malignant

by Atikah Muhsin on Tuesday, 01 June 2010 at 23:53




She carries a boulder in an embrace
Her steps, locked on a limping pace
Along this endless journey
She's bullied, bullied, bullied
By the crushing winds
By those smirks of filth
Yet she walks, walks , walks
Only to be failed
By the glued rocks.


Some kind of a beast
She couldn't tolerate with
Loving, it cuddles
Adamant, it protects
Little that it knows though
It's, in reality, threatening
The soul it belongs to.


And she feels like she's naked
For she is her own veracious diary
Every tick of her
Berserks words,
Screamin' out loud.


Guess the traitors won't quit
Still,
The boulder, she carries
And she walks, walks, walks
For she's aware
Of His presence there
As her last gram of strength.






By: Atikah Muhsin; June, 1st 2010

The Glass Shoe

by Atikah Muhsin on Monday, 06 September 2010 at 10:54
 

Could it be?
That when I happen to enjoy a cup o' hot chocolate
My toe fiddling on the sense of new mattress
The flame, furious and caring
The itchy blanket, wrapping me in security
From that mean cold air;
That you would knock
Upon my humble cottage door?
Do I deserve such perfection?

Could it also be?
That when those two rascals would betray me
Arguing, terrifying
Shoving me into that Imbecile seat hard;
You would appear beside me like a ghost
Snap your fingers in front of my nose
And it all glitters to a colourful puppet show?

Or could it be?
That when I'm stuck here in this shrinking box,
Claustrophobic and raptured
My heart gasps
For that field where green grass grows
On a hill where I would give my knees an embrace;
You would somehow
Climb over my window pane
Take my hand and 'hopscotch' me there?

Could it be, too?
That when I'm trampled to death by a cow;
You would come
You would shoo it away
You would have your loving arms around me
Telling me everything is okay
And that I look far from ugly?

Sigh,
I don't know who you are
I don't know where you at
But Love,
Should you believe in Him
He'll do you wonders
Should we believe in destiny
It'll grant us
Us.

----

Siti, you never fail at making me feel envious of you.
Azhaari, you inspire me as a writer.
Fatin, I miss you so much..

----

*
I know my own piece betrays my age. hahah and I know, too, that it's typical and my vocabs just bore you. Guess I'm around those who write that i felt like grabbing my shaker and kill the papers. Excuse me for I'm far from good. But I enjoy writing so what the hell. hee. Please be proud of me. hahah c(:

P/S: You will have to watch Corpse Bride to know what hopscotch means.

love, Atikah.
 

MASS1001 : Oh.. When The Lotus Eater Breaks His Vow.

Author : Mohamad Azhaari Shah
Title: Oh.. When The Lotus Eater Breaks His Vow.


He who hath long been known as the Lotus Eater,
need not a new flower,
to besmirch the title he hath hold to,
for quite a long time,
sith the withering of his old flower,
beforetime he used to hast a rose back then,
but it hath withered per se,
due to the test of time.

For so long,
never hath the Lotus Eater disembark avaunt,
from his forth of solitude,
he somehow knows,
of the need to see what's going on with the world,
and so, disembarked this Lotus Eater,
from his dead boring world,
he sought for a wee bit of the eye candy things.

he saw this newly operated, nursery,
he was amused, undeniably.
But then, he quickly come to reminisce,
of his heretofore never been broke vow,
to not look for a new flower,
He hath swore that this vow is not to be broken,
at any cost!

Natheless,
Isn't all men are just too vulnerable?
It's not of the newly profound revelation that he's that vulnerable too,
his vow seems just couldn't stand the test of time.
It's nothing more now than a broken vow.

ifsoever there are found any vows that he hath the hesitation to break,
inter alia,
it would be this one,
solely this.
alack! What a wanion indeed.

but nay could he denies the need to hast a companion..
a companion for life..
Ohh..
When The Lotus Eater hath to Break His Vow..
You'll see some teasers mounting FAQs for him to be answered.


betimes.. he entered to the nursery,
he saw beautiful flowers are undeniably many,
he tried to pick one,
but nary has the every credentials he is seeking for,
he said these flowers are all plastic beauty.

at a corner,
he was amazed with his founding,
when awesomeness begets such a inexorable heyday,
it's inevitable for any men to not look at this flower!

later his heart beat rose amain,
to the crecendo..
it's so lovely and charming,
this flower is covered with white hairs,
it appears to be wolly.
Every each of it's bloom consist five to six small yellow flower heads.

He got nearer to the flower,
to have a better look and to see it's name..
Erewhile hast his eyne glared on the flower,
he knows, it's scientific name is Leontopodium..
The Roman called it,
floarea reginei,
Queen's Flower?
Eftsoons, he begets elation of this newly profound facts.

the florist approached him and said,
"this flower is one of the best known European mountain flowers.
it's noble, it's white.
So the Germans called it..
The Edelweiss."

he hath not heard it clearly,
"What's that again? edelweiss?"

"yes, it's Edelweiss.
Noble is for Edel,
White is for Weiss"
The florist later tried to reassure him.

Having known that it is the one,
which is of his fave and crave,
which hath triggered such a fain to his ticker,
the Lotus Eater decided to purchase it and bring it home,
but the price he couldn't yet afford to,
it's far bridge expensive!

To the florist,
this Lotus Eater reveals a few lines,
easy to fathom,
but kind of hard to swallow,
should it's being scrutinized with the heart.

"take good care of this edelweiss,
and be sure not to sell it to other buyers,
for i'll come one day,
and it'll be mine,
solely mine.."

time goes by,
left the lotus Eater seen aroint from the nursery,
to head to the place which he belongs,
with empty handed,
but he hath this new vow to be made..

"to the people who could read,
come to witness to this proclaimation!
this edelweiss is to be in this home,
i'll soon water the edelweiss.
My edelweiss-to-be."

For the time being,
let this Lotus Eater continue to his studies,
so that he'll soon have a stable career,
he'll have more penny,
and eftsoons the world shalt see,
he'll take that edelweiss home.
To his conquest for eternity.

And so..
Let's pray that this edelweiss,
could somehow remain strong and sturdy,
wouldn't wither before it's time,
and is not for sale to other buyers..




completed on 28/9/2010

was massively altered on 30/9/2010.
By Mohamad Azhaari Shah..

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

MASS1001 : Siapa Kita Pada Hari Ini?

Author : Mohamad Azhaari Shah Sulaiman

Title : Siapa Kita Pada Hari Ini?



Kita pada hari ini,
hanya mampu mengarang puisi,
sebagai ganti,
perjuangan yang kita tak mampu sertai,
Yang tak mampu dinafikan lagi,
kita geruni.

Kita pada hari ini,
tak lebih dari buih ketika bah,
nampak banyak, nampak gah,
tapi tak mampu juga berdiri tegak bersama,
amat rapuh tatkala ditiup angin,
terhuyung hayang tatkala dibawa arus,
arus yang menyesatkan.

Kita hanya mampu memerhati di kaca tv,
tatkala darah saudara sendiri berkesimbah di bumi Al Quds,
Dibantai penyembah si Fallen Angel.

Kita pada hari ini,
hanya mampu menjadi saksi,
tatkala penindasan keatas anak Gaza bermaharajalela,
menjadi korban kebejatan nafsu syaitan zionis.

kita hanya mampu menjadi saksi,
tatkala Quran kalamullah dirobek si paderi celaka,
arahan Vatican KAH aku tak pasti,
namun apa yang ku sesali, kenapa KBH kita seperti gagal merasai,
seperti hati kita yang dirobek di hiris?

kita pada hari ini,
taksub benar dengan dunia hiburan lagho,
remaja terkinja kinja menari,
gig sini gig sana kita pergi menyaksikan,
ceramah agama?
Bayang mu entah kenapa,
hanya kerusi kosong kelihatan,
tiada yang memenuhi.


kita pada hari ini,
lebih mengenal perkataan bukkake, hentai dan orgasm,
oh nani nan berleluasa,
fitnah akhir zaman ini tidak ternafi,
namun adakah yang masih peduli?


kita pada hari ini,
adalah pengamal tegar hizbiyyah,
aku islam Umngok, Aku islam Hampas,
dulu hanya ada dua,
kamu hizbullah atau hizbulshayton?

yang tak sehaluan kita wahabikan, kita kafirkan, kita khawarijkan,
agar terlaksana perjuangan menegakkan kebathilan,
semua mampu terlaksa,
bukankah kita machiavellist?
pengamal real politik?
Politik darah dan besi?
Demokrasi ini memecahbelah umat.

Yang memerintah adalah orang orang jahil,
sehingga kroni didahulukan, rakyat dikemudiankan,
islam mereka entah ke mana,
hanya dikerongkong ia bertakhta,
Yang membangkang pula tolol,
terus mahu diperkudakan si Ultra Kiasu,
tak nampak lagi lah tu,
perancangan hebat si anak anak murid Lee Kwan Yew,
In a way, mereka sama tapi tak serupa.

kita pada hari ini,
hanya mampu menjadi saksi,
tatkala aparat saintis dajjal masakini,
mengemuka teori menentang kejadian Ilahi.

kita hanya mampu mengangguk tanda setuju,
nak bersuara takut dihentam,
tatkala manusia dikata berasal dari beruk,
mana tak kembang hidung si Darwin,
penipuannya sampai kini diterima tanpa ada usaha menafikannya.

Apa buktinya?
buka lah buku sejarah,
buka lah buku biologi,
siapakah pithecantropus eructus?
sinantropus pekinensis?
cro magnon?
Neanderthals?

bukan kah ini buktinya kita diam tanda setuju?
tatkala pendustaan ini diterima tanpa usul periksa?
sungguh inilah zaman fitnah yang menjadi sebutan Rasulullah SAW sejak lama dahulu.

Kita sekerasnya mahu menafikan,
bahawa kita pengamal tegar assabiyyah semaian kuffar laknat,
kita mendabik dada bangga,
tatkala kapal bantuan berupa makanan, pakaian dan keperluan asas didermakan kepada penduduk Gaza,
lalu kita laungkan,
Malaysia Boleh.

Ini kah erti Ummatan Wahidah?
Ini kah?
dengan pertolongan yang hanya layak digelar bantuan kemanusiaan?


aku bukan lah apa,
teguran ini untuk aku juga,
sebab itu ku gunakan "kita",
kerana aku mahu kita bersama,
berlepas diri dari terus alpa,
lari dari perjuangan yang wajib kita ikut serta.

biarkan kata ini nampak tajam di mata,
pedas di telinga,
berat di dada,
namun tetap tersemat di jiwa.

menjadi satu suara motivasi, memerdekakan hati,
dari fitnah dajjal masakini,
marilah kembali,
ke landasan perjuangan sejak azali.

seruan itu sudah bergema,
disetiap pelosok tiada sempadan antara,
pemegang panji hitam dari timur dan imam terakhir hampir sedia,
menzahirkan diri menghentikan segala sengsara dan sengketa,
mengumpulkan pengikut yang taat setia,

kepada yang terpilih pergi lah ikut serta,
nescaya kamu akan selamat andai berbaiah kepada mereka.

30.9.2010