Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Poems : High School's Leftovers



Salam.

This wasn't from the box, but still some of my best shot from high school. Hehe. If you feel like reading, go on but don't taunt me then. K? Haha. (This is totally ridiculuos, just this is the first time I'm publishing my writings to the public and I'm feeling like I'm just telling you my dirty little secret, that, I'm surprisingly do have a sense of romance too, a lil bit) Well thats a shame you know! :P

"The Crying Heart"

My heart is now gone,
She kills it by the words blown,
Since that I'm alone,
And the sadness are just born,
In my heart filled with a deep lovelorn.

As I bring my eyes to the turbulent sea,
The waves slightly bring shells back to the deep,
And my mind starts to role memories.

If just they can wash this sadness,
Till this heart bleed less,
Doctors means nothing in this case,
To wipe this crying heart from this mess.


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<  Awful isn't it? I don't know what I got in mind when I wrote this 3 years ago, but frankly, when I reread it I found it didn't even satisfy a poem. Haha. Awful. Whatever. Its still my high school writing anyway, so I'm still posting it. But it wasn't so bad I guess, coz its still have the same rhythm on the back. Hehe. Ugh, okay, fine, honestly, its bad =(   >


"Learners"

Learners,
Since they are 6 till they say goodbye,
They keep doing it, as they had to try,
From lovely kindergarten to a complicated university they face by,
To achieve the goal of their life.

Learners,
God's creation called human had to learn,
As they don't want to be foolen,
By some damned men,
When that happened they had to take the lesson,
And taught it to the next generations.

Learners,
Having knowledge is one of the factors,
That solves matter,
That makes us mature,
And also, thats brighten our future,
In lives before death and after.

Now keep up what you are doing,
And makes lazy means nothing,
Remember the time is ticking,
So, lets start our learning!


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< This is form 4's, if I weren't mistaken. So you judge =)  >



"What I Tries To Say"

I have a love,
Between me and she,
Or maybe,
Between a hoping boy,
And a loving girl.

I have a feel,
Between myself and nobody,
Between my eyes and my heart,
But since something fishy,
Seems that I'm alone,
One-sided love and nobody realized.

I have a thought,
Between me and she,
Somebody exist,
Thought thats full of doubt,
Thought of maybe,
And wild beated heart alerted,
'Nothings impossible on world'.

And as I'm holding that words,
My well-functionedbrain plays its role,
'Is it possible she loves me?',
And its answering positively,
Curiosity starts ruling my mind,
Finding of hiding answers besides appearing questions.

Before I steps into the class,
I saw the apple of my heart,
My feet suddenly frozen,
Ans she saw me too,
On her lips was a smile,
And I received positive reaction,
Just before I was over the moon.

This morning was a letter on my desk,
Lovely letter but nameless writer,
It was a letter of beautiful words,
It was a letter of romance,
Till that day I learned,
Her eyes were always on me,
And till that day I discovered,
What a beautiful love!



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<   Haha.You know what, this is what I mean by being hilarious. Don't you see how I hate to be such this melodramatic? I really do, but it was Form 4's, and I was completely such a nerd, naive and innocent. So don't blame me. I was just such a desperado for some loving.. erm on that moment, of course. I'm no longer so, okay? XD >

Well thats all I'm sharing for now. I think I pulled up something just now , my back suddenly hurts. I can't take it, I'm leaving on for now. Bye ~



Tuesday, June 29, 2010

The Beauty Of Death



It has been decades since I didn't post any articles, poems or anything. All I did all this while around was just posting nothing but whining around here,just kept talking about my life..ever since I got into this new life of mine; campus life..

But today, in this post I am gonna do the way around.. Coz I am dedicating this to my friend who had just lost his/her brother and by this I hope he/she would realize that embracing death is not something to cry on, but to be thankful on..


The Beauty Of Death


Death is lovable for those who believe...
They long for death,
to end their last breath.
For death to them is not the end,
but a journey which Allah has planned.
A journey that every man has to go through,
where the deeds are being laid in front of you.
Glowing faces and the blackened ones,
let us hope we are the Abrar ones.
The Abrar are those who long to die,
while others are asleep, they pray and cry.
Death is a step closer to meet thy Lord,
it is the believers who'd die to meet their God.
Death doesn't make you pessimistic,
in fact it moulds you to be optimistic.
It prepares you to meet your Creator,
You attempt to do good, and miss not every prayer.
All the deeds you do will be for Him,
and not for any other human being.
So when you die, you are already ready,
to meet the One, Allah Almighty.
With your little deeds done with sincerity,
you will enter paradise but with His mercy.
So like I said, death is not the end,
and I'm not pessimistic for it will happen.
Death is beautiful,
and death is lovable,
for those who believe,
embrace death with no grief.
See the Holy Quran (83:18-28)(84:6-9)(89:27-30)


Wipe your tears out, dear.. Deaths are certain..

May Allah bless his soul there..

Al- Fatihah..



Dedicated to Allahyarham Shirazi Ibrahim
(1986-2010)

Saturday, January 16, 2010

You Should Have Resisted




It started off with just a simple greeting,


A simple smile, A simple reason,

It was nothing your nafs whispered,

Just an ordinary conversation between two pals,

Then he started to ask about your personal hobbies,

Personal favorites,

He started showing care for you,



Oh yes, you resisted at first,

It was nothing you kept on repeating,

But your nafs kept on insisting,

You began to accept,

Little by little,

Until your dreams and thoughts were filled with fantasies,

Filled with insecure lullabies,

It was nothing you kept on reminding,

The day came when you did not realize,

You were holding hands,

Sharing jokes and laughter,

Teasing and wishing every occasion,



Oh yes, You did not resist,

It was nothing you kept securing yourself,

Excuses kept getting better,

Self-justifications wandered off nowhere to be seen,

Because once you give in,

Once you fall in,

It’s hard to get out,

It’s difficult to fall out,

It’s too late…..

You should just have resisted.


From www.iluvislam.com