Wednesday, 24 October 2012

like Tea

Tea after tea
Warm as fine China silk
But colder is better
Turn bitter face bitter

Dive floating vest dive
Go deeper and deeper
Swim by dolphin or mermaid
To your home mr.Hlovate

Thick as South China Sea
Black as harsh Borneo coal
Regrets.... like tea
Brew bitter and cold


- Adapted from Dawud Wharnsby

Wednesday, 17 October 2012

A poem

I love being a Traveler
Wandering in places I'm not familiar.
like a foreigner,
awe by the thing I discovered
expanding my horizons farther.
And to be A foreigner of this world is what I want to be,
because its not here where Im going to stay forever..


- bashir salleh (Oct 12')

Thursday, 31 May 2012

Question to myself

“Sometimes I would like to ask God why He allows poverty, suffering, and injustice to go on. But I'm afraid He would ask me the same question.” – Anonymous


Monday, 23 April 2012

Out Seeing The Fields



Briskly, rising to the sky
Cold, clouds rushing past
Flying, hopes to never land
Light. Streatching out my hand

Out seeing the fields
What is a dream and
can you tell me what is real?
Everyone else is home in bed
and I’m out here lost in my own head
out seeing the fields

Freeze, crystal on the bridge
Trees. Frozen diamond leaves
Ice, stiffening the wheat
Wind, underneath my feet

Out seeing the fields
What is a dream and
can you tell me what is real?
Everyone else is home in bed
and I’m out here lost in my own head
out seeing the fields

I only feel close to you when I’m under open sky
I only feel guided when I’m free to question why
Only when I smell the earth upon my face
will I ever be free to fly from this place

Out seeing the fields
Leaving the place I thought was home before
Picking up my shoes and I’m flying out the door
Can’t seem to walk to go back there anymore
So I’m out seeing the fields

Morning, wings against the ledge
Frost trees painted on the glass
Snow, covering the streets
Home, warm beneath my sheets




Tuesday, 17 April 2012

Who are you?

   Finding the purpose of our existence is as important as being exist it self, otherwise our life is neither much more meaningful nor valuable than this tiny being..



I am a traveler seeking the Truth, a human searching for the meaning of humanity, and a citizen seeking dignity, freedom, stability and welfare under the shade of Islam. I am a free man who is aware of the purpose of his existence and calls, truly, my prayer and my sacrifice, my life and my death, are all for Allah, the Cherisher of the worlds; He has no partner. This I am commanded and I am among those who submit to His Will. This is who I am. Who are you? 


- Hassan al-Banna

Sunday, 15 April 2012

will you hate me?



by Dawud Wharnsby with actual title of the truth that lies inside, credit to hsh for the video

Friday, 13 April 2012

Dentum

    Its 2 a.m. and I can't sleep. The Divine display struck right to the heart, melting whats inside. Oh Allah, save me, my family, friend, teacher, and neighbor on that Day. The Day of Noise and Clamor.

aku susah tidur, orang ngomong, anjing gong-gong, dunia jauh mengabur - chairil anwar