Air Mata Di Aidilfitri

Kemuliaan.
Aku rindu padaMU.
Hati resah selalu adalah suatu petanda tiada kesyukuran bukan?
Haih..
mengapa hati sedih ni?
mengapa tidak ketahuan mengapa?
Air Mata,
Datanglah
Lagi lagi di hari raya mulia ini
Tersemat isinya bulan yang meriah
Meriah lah hati ku
Doa ku..

Ku kejar hidup lama
Ku terlepas hari ini
Ku kendong bukit harapan
Ku tersadong tidak kesampaian

Di mana angin berhenti
Hilang wajah arah
Hati resah
Inilah hidupku kini

Di Aidilfitri ku mohon padaMu
Ya Allah,
jatuh lah air mata ku
bersihkan jiwa ku
kembalikan kemuliaan diriku

Senantiasa Ya Allah
ku mahukan ketetapan pendirian
sendirian ku tidak sunyi
malam ku tidak alpa

Ya Allah
Ampunkanlah segala dosa dosa ku
Ku pohon
Merasa nikmat kemuliaanMu
Tekak ku dahaga kan air suci
Hidupkanlah semula jiwa ku

kerana aku sudah lama...mati.

The Sad Florist

I passed her two afternoons,
She glanced an empty gaze,
I swooned over my plans in bloom,
Among flowers, she stood frozen stiff.

I wonder if she was happy,
Filled with freshness everyday,
I dream of romance and singing,
Forgotten she was there.

I filled my day with laughter,
Crossing shoulders with kind strangers,
But I ran away with golden ticket,
Knowing time never stood still.

I walked back towards the same way,
Passed the florist and her life,
She hold a new pose on a pole,
As she lay her head in stale.

I see now the Sad Florist,
How life shows its disguise,
A beautiful painting of a perfect scenery,
Was never who she was.

flick.

i picked out a Red rose,
present to her with the sincerest smile,
she passed an empty gaze,
i saw twinkles in her eyes.

i nod and walk away again,
remembering her through out my life.

1.47am 9.9.08

Pretty Pretender

You, make it less than it ought to be,
a shining starry night.
You, make more from a memory,
dreaming every time sun shines.

but you don't know that it's all right,
to have it all, pain and happiness,
did not need to hide it all inside,
or turn this world exactly how you want.

let them see your eyes,
where true beauty lies,
it would make more soul restless,
and make the pain painless.

Letterbox

There, a letterbox.
and it is red,
it shines at sun's greet.

a firing soldier on duty,
a proud carrier of hope,

once that is what it is
to me.

Then, the letterbox.
is pale red,
washed out betrayed by the sun.

an old one wheel bike,
a passe of modernity,

there goes what it is
to me.

How i long for 'the wait',
to see the postman's face smile,
delivering his soul to me,
thankful for the joy i bring today.

this normal communication,
warmth in the sun,
needing of each other,
even for the simple ones.

we ought to be a keeper.
the smile.
in the sun.
alive.

Lost

I am sorry that you are lost.
Even more, that you like it.

**also in LostinSpace Collection

@}~~~~~

@}~~~~~
to write or not to write?

to tell it all or sink,
keep moving against the wind,
will you not follow?

to dream or be real,
ignore that life robbed your will,
will you not fight?

to feel or be alone,
stories numbered right on your stone,
will you remember?
@} ~~~~~
to live or not to live?

to stay or run away,
to stop or constant drop,
to push or pull back in,
to pray or keep the faith,
@}~~~~~
who are you or do you know?
@}~~~~~

Laundry Day

kick myself around this apartment
painting it all in red
open up all of white windows
letting air be more than its meant

than what i needed to breathe
change my perception of
what it takes to be clean
from grieve

i'm not leaving anything behind
its a painting if i was painter
but I'll settle this ugly feeling
cause its my Laundry Day

i rather take a walk than to view
done sitting around thinking
if the coke machine decided to break
ill kiss goodbye and be on my way

to the next paying asker give it all for free
I'll say it again if ever you loose your eyes
what it takes to be clean
from grieve

is taking everything now
its a book if i was a writer
and i'm settling this ugly feeling
cause its my Laundry Day

its a splashing Sunday,
happier Monday,
funny Tues and Weds,
releasing Thursday,
the cliche Friday
with extra Saturday..
all ever after it seem
Today..
Today....my Laundry Day ;)

(**and yes...i am loving the freshness afterwards)