P.E.R.S.E.P.S.I

hey bro and sis, life of ours is truly hectic, ha. doesnt mean we hv to be pathetic, choose one pole and stuck to it, why?.so we wont taken by the 'given-up' tide, so we wont lose in this cunning trick, owh.one more.dont forget our God who hears and gives everything, so let we rise our hands and put a hope in it, and to Him we remember in each running minute.

Oh sister. As your legs step over the doorstep, You’ll cover from top to down, Except for your face and palms, And as you walk along the pavement, The men glaze down deep into the ground, With head bowing, they give highest respects to you, People around give you space, As you is the king they hail for, And. there’re mouth whispers behind your back, While some others just throw a quick glimpse, And wonder. Oh sister. You’re not like the sister from the other side, Walking naked through the crowd, Showing her voluptuous curves to the craving ghost, As she’s the prey for the predator, Oh sister. Maybe for them your veil is the oppression, You’re nothing more than a ghostly figure, They accuse you to be an extremist. But my sister. You are still walking through, Rising your head high above, And you hold with you firmly, The faith behind the veil~ p/s: dedicated to all muslimah especially those in anti-Islamic country~ ...

angin, lewatilah jasad jumud ini, biar berkecai resah dan gelisah, agar hilang ragu2 dan waswas, angin, sampaikan salam buat tanah berkat, bumi mengalir darah anbiya' dan syuhada' agar terasa tempias semangat, singgahlah pada manusia yang aku rindu, agar mereka turut sama merindukanku, angin, lewatilah jasad jumud ini, sental segala saki, baki, dan daki, jangan terus begini, saban waktu pergi, dan aku melihat sepi.. p/s: walhal, angin hanya angin~

hari tu saya hadiri usrah yg disampaikn teman yg saya kenal rapat.pengisiannya mudah tapi sungguh bermakna.tentang hukum2 tajwid.yang menjentik kepala otak saya bahawa sesungguhnya banyak benda yang saya tidak tahu dan perlu belajar. p/s: nafsu jgn biar jadi raja =(

Tidurlah anakku dengan tenang, Saatku mendakap tubuhmu merah dek limpahan darah, Saat ku lantunkan ke telingamu kalimah syahadah , Saat ku cium dahi mu yang luka parah. ~ Bermimpilah anak ku ke syurga Tuhan, Saat ku kutip biji-biji batu dari genggamanmu yang kemas. Saat ku betulkan sendi-sendi patah, Saat ku menutup rapat mata mu yang basah, Saat ku menutup penuh jasadmu pasrah. ~ Bermimpilah anakku menemui Tuhanmu, Yakinlah dikau dengan janji-janji Tuhanmu, Moga tidur mu dibuai mimpi-mimpi indah, Dan selimut rahmat Tuhan ke atas rohmu~ p/s: sajak dari seorang ibu di palestin untuk anaknya

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim Because it was grassy and wanted wear, Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I marked the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I, I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. Robert Frost. yet.we got to choose only one. o' Allah guide me not to go astray~