Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Keramat Seorang Ibu.

Hadiah terbaik yang dapat aku berikan.
Kepada kawan.
Kesetiaan.
Kepada musuh.
Kemaafan.
Kepada ketua.
Khidmat.
Kepada yang muda.
Contoh yang baik.
Kepada yang tua.
Hargai budi dan kesetiaan mereka.
Kepada pasangan.
Cinta dan ketaatan.
Kepada ibu,
Doa,ketaatan,khidmat bakti dan kegembiraan.


SELAMAT HARI IBU.

Thursday, May 10, 2012

malas nak karang panjang panjang. yang aku tahu aku bukan ahli sasterawan negara atau agama. jika ada rezeki mungkin?
Perkembangan semasa aku sedang menghadapi hari hari praktikal di Jabatan Agama Wilayah Persekutuan. (JAWI)
tak percaya? tak yakin?
ikut suka hati fikiran kolot kau. aku suka.


TERIMA KASIH AKU UCAPKAN KEPADA SEMUA YANG TERLIBAT SECARA LANGSUNG ATAU TIDAK DAN DIANTARA HIDUP DAN MATI SEMATA MATA KERANA AKU MAHU MENJALANI PRAKTIKAL.

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

kenapa lah ya?


Kenapa orang lama pantang bila orang muda mencarut?
Kenapa orang lama cipta nama sebegitu rupa.
Kenapa kita selalu ikut telunjuk apa orang lama kata?
Kenapa mencarut itu dicipta?
Biarpun orang lama mengatakan ia langkah kurang bijaksana 
tetapi kenapa kita sering kali menyebutnya bila emosi kita sampai ke tahap gila?
Aku tak rasa kau mampu mendapat jawapan malah menghindar dari menyebutnya.
Kemudian baru kau mengucap.
Kesabaran dan kelembutan bibir dalam ucapan itu kuncinya.
Bagi aku.
Aku masih keliru.
Apa kena mengena perkataan itu dengan apa yang orang tak kira lama ada muda menciptanya.
Apa yang bijak karut carut parut itu untuk mereka.
Keliru sekali lagi.

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

mungkin


sebelum ini dan juga sekarang hanya kau sahaja seorang dalam hati aku. serious.

Monday, January 30, 2012

Oh razorblade.

come sing along with me everybody.

Oh, the razorblade, that's what I call love,
I bet you'd pick it up and mess around with it
If I put it down
It gets extremely complicated.
Anything to forget everything.

You've got to take me out,
At least once a week
Whether I'm in your arms,
Or I'm at your feet.
I know exactly what you're thinking
You won't say it now
But in your heart it's loud

Oh, no, my feelings are more important than yours.
Oh, drop dead, I don't care, I won't worry.
There you go.

Oh, the razor blade,
Wish it would snap this rope
The world is in your hands
Or it's at your throat
At times it's not that complicated
Anything to forget everything.

He would never talk,
But he was not shy
She was a street-smart girl,
But she could not lie
They were perfect for each other
Say it now
'Cause in your heart it's loud

Oh, no, my feelings are more important than yours
Oh, drop dead, I don't care, I won't worry

Hey!

Sweetheart, your feelings are more important of course
Of course
Everyone that wanted
Everything that we would take from them
I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me

No, don't.
Okay


this song i gave to her with my not to much drink that is coke at medan tuanku monorel.
iloveyousomuch.
only god know how much more i need you then everything i have.
the meaning lyric for me to you from the strokes.
:)