Hijrah

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Aku lihat manusia yang bahagia itu
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Aku lihat manusia yang hatinya menghitung-hitung cintanya dengan Tuhan itu
Tidak sempat dibuai siapa pasangan pilihan

Aku lihat manusia yang mengejar rahmat itu
Tidak berhenti kakinya memandu mengumpul erti

Aku lihat manusia yang telus impiannya untuk hari esok itu
Tidak gusar dia meninggalkan angan dan mimpi

Aku lihat manusia yang santun jiwanya itu
Tidak lelah memaafkan siulan dan ejekan

Aku kira mereka ini bukan malaikat
Aku kira mereka ini manusia seperti aku

Aku lihat manusia yang bijak itu
Sibuk sungguh harinya menyiapkan akhirat

Aku lihat cermin
Bilakah "mereka" itu aku

Aku juga rindu pada ketenangan hakiki
Bukan kerana ibadahku yang kononnya sehebat sufi
Tapi rahmat Dialah yang tak pernah henti dicurahi

Aku rindu
Aku rindu untuk "menjadi"
Kerana selama ini aku hanya "melihat"

Bawa aku bersama?

For you, kerana Allah :)

Ketika hati ini diuji, bukan kita tidak tahu dunia memang sebegitu?

Berat, hanya Allah yang mampu membebaskan.

Sedih, hanya Allah yang mampu melepaskan resah.

Susah, hanya Allah yang tahu ukur peritnya.

Yes, it's killing inside. Which supposed to be fatal. And suicidal.

Bantu aku sahabat, hanya itu yang mampu terluah di bibir.
Sedang hati sangat tahu, "tiada siapa yang dapat bantu aku, melainkan engkau Tuhan."

Menangislah, dan teruskanlah menangis wahai hati.

Allah sedang mentarbiyyah hatimu yang Dia pilih.

And yes. You are the chosen one. We're. You and me. And her.And her too. And them. Us.

How I wish I could hold your hand, take a leap and bring you to the end of this sorrow.
How I pray we could be strong and leave the unwanted dreams behind.
How I can embrace your soul, and tell you everything will be okay.

How much I want to tell you  and show you how I love you my friend, His love is more immense. And meaningful.

Me too, breaking inside, wondering the tomorrows.

Me too, crashing slowly, within His will, upon the problem He prepared for me.

We end up facing lost and grieves.

But darling. No. There's nothing we end up losing. All of those belong to Him.

Semua Dia punya. Love, feelings, future, life and Iman.

Only this time, I'll make sure we stand up again, stronger than ever, to gain His love. That's the first and ongoing mission.

Hati tahu semua itu susah, nak masuk syurga, tak percuma sayang.

Bayarlah dengan dunia, sesungguhnya itu satu perniagaan yang paling beruntung di sisi Allah.

Hari ini Dia hilangkan satu MIMPI indah dalam diari hidup kita.

Rupanya Allah merencanakan REALITI yang lebih manis dari cerita semalam.

Yakinlah. Yakinlah dan tetap juga yakin. Sehingga akhir nafasmu, yakinlah Allah cinta kepadamu.

You are amazing

It takes one night. At least it wasn't for any exact occasion. But i feel like doing it.

To Mum with love,

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 Somehow i feel like to show the world,how you're the best. Your fingers fit the empty spaces between my fingers perfectly.

Sometimes I miss your nags and whines,at least that proven how your life is messy and unpredicted which makes me see how hard to be a diligent woman.

Back to the basic,somehow she can drives me crazy.

Endless songs

It perks you heart and mind when such soothing sounds flowing inside your ears 

Your heartbeat seemed to follow the rhythm 

So pleasant it does create an imaginary world for you 

They blend you into the feelings and bring you through the whole story of the singer 

As though the contentment reach for your fulfillments

And apparently you hope it lasts and repeated.

Feels the melodies

Allow the joyous cadence

Jump and slowly dance

So fast and hyper

With your soul touching the sky

Close your eyes

When the fingers can touch the rainbow

You'll see the brighter day

But,hey..they do end,rite?

The spacious shallowness you thought you erased would reappear. Sooner or later.

Because there'll always be the sad songs. 

Pianist and violinist 

-How they do their instruments so perfectly

When your heart flinches along with the sorrow breezes.It aches very much 

How you have to endure it alone in an empty room left by no mankind 

How much you hate them,you just incapable to switch them off

Wait and wait for them.Wait till the end

When the journey through the sounds are long enough to make the pain insanely grow

Please,just stay stand a lil longer

Don't loose your grip

All the unpleasant humming 

Even the air are so suffocating

When tears are just priceless

Misery filled up the entire moment

But sooner or later

The songs will end their death-march 

Definitely,

Definitely

And they too,,will end :)

Nothing last forever

Prepare for the next,they might be white,they might be black.

Wake up and face the tomorrow. Dreams may be endless,but there's no such things like endless songs.

Love letter

In the name of Allah,the most gracious the most merciful

Dear Madihah,

You,must love each other any from your clan,entire humans

Be,you like the Sun who never choose to whom will it shines for

Because you've been created by the Ar Rahman,the Most Gracious.

He who never-endingly spills us His blessings every single night and day

He,who owns the graciousness most perfectly,flows the kindliness without any further exception

May you know my dear,if you could gather the loves He gave you on the whole,and what might be true,that's only one part of His blessing,though He kept 99 parts more close to Him.

Then,that's really showed you how immense His love for you,shines without cease.

So as for you dear,light up your care and kindliness for each among yourselves sincerely.

Dear Madihah,

Love your parents,family,friends and your brothers and sisters of Islam as a must.Love them as much as you love for yourself.

Because how our Creator is Ar Rahim,the Most Merciful for the moment you've heard the whispers of care and love,in your mind you must be thinking how this world've been created for us Muslims to spread the good deeds.

Shall you my dear,imitate the way He flows the mercy for His creation.

Dear Madihah,

Every time you starts your chore,you've been taugh to utter Ar Rahman, Ar Rahim.

 For sure,there'll be no other reason except for your heart may be filled with love and graciousness.

Then,show your mercy and graciousness with good deeds and speaking to all the people who surrounds you.You shall always longing for His love.May your life filled with kindness ;D

That's why my dear,love and obey with the thought of merciful,

spreads the kindliness for the thought of graciousness.Then,there you shall be the king, king of your mind and soul.

In order becoming the king,you shall never forget to be the one with the pure heart.

The one who wouldn't own any importance except obeying Him.

Because somehow nevertheless you've been created by Al Quddus,the Most Holy.

For the moment you was born,how your heart was so pure,because the sanctity of your soul was created by the Most Holy.

Then,my dear,constantly you must listen for the whispers of holiness in your heart that'll soon shall purify your heart,mind and soul.

Alphabets that I spell L.O.V.E

Okay.Okay. Let's get this straight,,okay?

Yes.No.

I'm embarrassed..because who knew that it might...

Oh shut my mind up,anyone please?

A lil' confession isn't a crime,rite?

I'm guilty,I'd lie if i said i don't care.

You always there when i thought i'm the one left alone in this suffocating world.

You can read my mind without our eyes meet after all,wow that's impressive :D

You always pampers me althought i might done something wrong.

You always make me believe there's always a brand new start whenever i'm felling like okay-the-counter's-closed-so-why-don't-we-go-back-home kinda stuff.

You always turns my mood into easy breezy laughter whenever i'm bored.

Without you ever realize you perks me up.

You gave me pithy ideas when all the matters seemed to create big pressure against my will.

You always seemed to notice every time my heart said something plaintive.

You treat me by your heart.

Not look nor popularity is all that matters.

You somehow spread the plague of happiness inside my soul.

You can tell how sometimes my face turns out red in blushed even i'm phlegmatic,i'm sure i am

You calms me down when i'm petrified.

You respect and love me for who i am.

Sorry for my shortcomings.

Sorry for my imperfection.

Sorry for my rudeness.

Sorry for my loser's words.

Thank you,thank you and thank you Allah.

For sending them to me,which i can call them FRIENDS

We being crazy together,we laugh together,we quarrel together,and we being stupid together.

You are all cute and sweet.

Say,Alhamdullilah.

May Allah bessed you and us.

ILY . ALL of you