Rabu, 18 November 2015

Kebarangkalian III

Barangkali
Kita cuma sebuah kebetulan
Sekadar bertemu di persimpangan
Sebelum diteruskan perjalanan 

Barangkali
Kita cuma puisi berantakan
Kata kata tanpa susunan
Dalam sesaknya perasaan

Barangkali
Aku cuma manusia gelandangan
Menumpang di hati tuan
Akhirnya menjadi buangan



Duhai tuan
Maaf andai menganggu ruangan
Aku cuma sedang penasaran
Dalam meratib makna Tuhan

Duhai Tuhan
Maaf, hati ini sudah curang
Seringkali ia menyimpang
Meski jalan sudah terbentang



Cuma untuk kali ini
Izinkan aku menulis
Perasaan-perasaan terkalis
Dalam rahsia sebuah alis

Moga kita semua tak apa apa

Isnin, 2 November 2015

Nota Kekasih

Sayang, masihkah kau ingat pada perbualan kita pada petang itu usai makan tengah hari di rumah aku? Waktu itu kau bilang kau cemburu. Cemburu pada dia yang aku puja di setiap tulisanku. Cemburu pada mereka yang menghubungi aku sekadar untuk meluahkan rasa cinta pada tulisan-tulisanku. Waktu itu, aku hanya mampu tersenyum dan diam bukan?

Sejujurnya aku telah mula menulis tentang kamu sejak pertama kali kita bertentang mata, sayang.
Mana mungkin bisa aku lupa mata yang ingin menghampiri, tapi dibaluti rasa malu kerna kita sudah lama tidak bersua.Tapi aku segan memberitahu kamu tentang ini, kerana ini memang aku. Aku harap kamu dapat menerima aku sebegini, aku yang sukar meluahkan rasa hati.

Sayang, ingat lagi bicara kita malam itu? Kau kata kau risau tentang masa depan kita. Tentang perasaan manusia yang berubah. Tentang jarak yang memisahkan. Tentang aku yang semakin berjauhan. Tentang kau yang terlalu kesibukan. Kau takut, kita bakal jadi manusia-manusia yang tidak lagi punya rasa cinta.

Sebenarnya aku juga takut tentang hal-hal masa depan yang tak punya kepastian, sayang. Lagi tiga bulan, kita bakal berjauhan. Dipisahkan jarak dan masa yang berbeza buat aku gusar. Kamu itu bukan calang-calang, sentiasa dipandang orang. Kamu itu bukan biasa-biasa, sentiasa dicari mata-mata. Tapi aku percaya, Tuhan sudah punya ketetapan buat kita, sayang. Usah gusar, aku manusia setia. Pada janji, juga pada cinta. Doakanlah, moga segalanya baik-baik saja.

Sayang, aku tahu aku bukan yang terbaik untuk kamu. Aku punya kekurangan serta masa silam yang kelam, sehingga kadang-kadang aku lihat masa hadapan suatu yang mustahil buat aku. Namun sayang, akan aku usaha sehabis baik untuk jadi lebih baik. Agar nanti bila kita berjumpa lagi, jari-jari ini akan kemas dicelah jarimu.

Sayang, aku tahu kita sangat berbeza, Dari paras rupa ke latar keluarga, juga pergaulan dengan rakan-rakan. Aku tahu kau berusaha untuk mengenali aku, sebagaimana aku belajar menekuni kamu dalam setiap rutinku. Perbezaan bisa menjarakkan, tapi ia juga bisa saling melengkapi. Dan aku harap, kita bukan manusia yang terlalu berbeza sehingga akhirnya makin menjauh saat bergaduh.

Sayang, aku tak punya apa-apa untuk diberi pada kamu. Sekadar ucapan terima kasih, kekasih. Ya. terima kasih buat segala memori yang kita cipta, segala hadiah yang kau beri. Terima kasih kerana kau terima semua yang ada pada aku, setiap masa laluku serta kesilapanku. Terima kasih kerana buat aku menyadari bahawa masih ada cinta buat aku.

Terima kasih, Sayang. Moga kau baik-baik sahaja. Dan aku harap, 5 tahun bukan waktu yang terlalu panjang untuk kita berpaling arah.

Aku taktahu ketetapan Tuhan. Andai kita masih bersama 5 tahun lagi, kita nikah sajalah, ya?

Jumaat, 2 Oktober 2015

Heartbreak

(I) 
Saw you in your sweater 
In the coldness of December
That was our first encounter 
But I guess you won't remember 

(2)
Started a conversation through Facebook 
Wrote about you in a notebook 
Wishing I had another look
Suspended under your magic hook

(3)
Suddenly, you became a part of me
The melody to my sad rhapsody 
Thought it was a new journey 
Baby, you're my deity

(4)
Everything was a blur
Swallowing those sweet liqueur
You broke my heart, sir
Maybe that's what you prefer

(5)
Those pills did a favor 
Different colors, same flavor 
They say I'm a hardcore raver
Maybe I should've been braver

(6)
Crying on the floor at 3 am
Got cheated by your love scam
Blocked you from Twitter and Instagram 
I know you won't give a damn

(7) 

Baby, I'm cold and numb
Took the guitar, play a strum
Maybe I'm just too dumb
To realise you're just a scum

Rabu, 30 September 2015

Bea(it)ch

Saw a moon at bay
Crafted a doll made of clay
Dazed throughout the day 
Couldn't really get you away

Went to the beach to kiss some boys 
The background was blur, with some noise
Suddenly, I remembered his poise
It's okay, I still have my toys 

The sky lost its golden hue
As I stood at the beach, wearing blue 
Reminded of the last time we argue 
In the end, all I lose is you


Love type // you

When I was young (still young now though) I used to think that when I love someone, my heart would beat faster than ever. I would feel the adrenaline rush, and it'll make me excited. It's like enjoying an adventure - exploring unknown places, getting lost, meeting strangers and learning something new. 

And fair enough, I hold on to that belief for quite some time. During my past relationships, they will make my heart beat faster each time I talk to them. They will make me feel excited whenever we discussed things. At that time, I feel like I've truly found my soulmate, the one I'd share my life with. 

However, things are not what they seem to be. I failed each one of them miserably. Which of course made me question my belief in love. The belief I hold dearly all this while, is it really the truth? I don't know. And as curious as a kitten, I decided to find the truth. 

My best reference? Of course it'd be my ibu. And she told me things that I didn't know before. She said, loving someone makes your heart beat faster, but it doesn't make you feel like riding a roller coaster. It's beating fast because you see that person and it makes you wanna be with them forever. It's not an adventure, it's a journey. A calm one, if I may add. Loving someone means knowing you can share everything yours, from your things to your body to your feelings to that person, knowing they'll reciprocate. 

You see, when you meet your soulmate, he won't make your adrenaline rush. Instead, he will make you feel like you're in a beautiful poetry, highlighting each and every part of your beauty. He won't make you feel insecure by comparing you with other people, instead he will accept your flaws and make them his, eliminating all your insecurities. He will boost your self esteem, without having to worry about you leaving him since he trusts you. 

You see, I may have met many people, and getting involved with many bad relationships before. But it's safe to say that you're the first to make me feel calm and comfortable with myself. And for that, I thank you.

Selasa, 29 September 2015

Deity

Saw a shrine at the backyard 
Thought of reasons people fought 
Curse the rioters holding a card
Peace and love remain unsought

The deity mourned and cried
As her lover went to fight 
His strength made them petrified
Holding their promises tight 

The shrine was old and ruined 
As the deity left her throne
Her heart torn and burned
Baby, the damage is done

Hari Istimewa

Langit masih kelam, dan aku kian penat. Dengan dunia, juga manusia. Telefon bimbit jadi peneman perjalanan pulang, dan seperti hari-hari lainnya jari gigih membalas segala mesej yang diterima. Setelah selesai segalanya, Twitter dibuka buat penghilang bosan. Lima saat menunggu, dan aku disajikan gambar nasi lemak kukus diserikan dengan ayam goreng berempah yang enak lagi menyelerakan. 

Seolah memahami hasrat di hati, perut menjerit lantang, minta diisi. Sabar ya perut, akan ku jamu dengan kegemaran mu malam ini. 

Setibanya di rumah, laju aku menukar baju dan bersiap. Ya, hari ini hari istimewa. Perlahan lahan aku berjalan ke kedai, sambil menyanyi lagu riang. Ya, hari ini hari istimewa. 

Tibanya aku di kedai, terus aku bertanya pada si empunya kedai, "bang, nak nasi lemak satu! Ayam besar k! " ya, hari ini hari istimewa. Hari di mana perut bakal dijamu dengan kegemarannya, nasi lemak kukus dan ayam goreng berempah. 

Abang empunya kedai segera menoleh dengan mata yang sayu memandang aku, dan tika itu aku sedar dunia tak selalunya indah. Dan kita, cuma manusia yang tidak bisa peroleh segalanya. 

"sorry lah dik, nasi lemak baru je habis"  

Cukup dengan sepotong ayat, dapat aku rasakan hancur berkecai hati yang rindu pada keenakannya. Ya, hari istimewa sudah tidak ada lagi. Perut tidak akan dijamu dengan kegemarannya. 

Berlalu pergi aku, dengan seribu satu tanda tanya dan penyesalan. Dan buat tiga saat, aku membenci si dia yang buat aku rindu pada kegemaran perutku, nasi lemak kukus dan ayam goreng berempah. Ya, dia yang retweet gambar itu sehingga dia terhidang di timeline ku.  

Ahad, 27 September 2015

Tenang, sayang

Tenang, sayang
Ini perkara biasa
Buat manusia bercinta

Tenang, sayang
Kita tak buat apa apa
Cuma sedikit ramas mesra

Tenang, sayang
Aku akan bawa kau ke syurga
Tak perlu fikir apa apa

Tenang, sayang
Anak itu tak bernyawa
Buang saja dia

Tenang, sayang
Aku pergi sementara
Sekadar mencari harta
Buat nikah kita berdua

Tenang, sayang
Kau ungkap selamba
Akhirnya, hilang tanpa berita

Sabtu, 26 September 2015

Toxic // Souls

Writer's note : inspired by the Vamps // Sweater Weather (originally by the Neighborhood)


(I) 

December rain
Trapped
Ice cold marble floors

(2)

Saw your silhouette
Approaching slowly; steadily
Inhaling your sweet essence
"It's cold out there"
As I fell for your mysterious stares

(3)

Your hands on my hips
Your lips on my neck
Drunk, intoxicated
I can't escape 

(4)

Exploring me gently
Through the holes of your sweater
The danse macabre we performed
For the demons we adore 

(5)

"Baby, I love you"
The rain stopped
And you're gone

Khamis, 17 September 2015

Happiness

What is happiness, and how can you attain it? These are the questions that have been lingering in my mind for years. Some define happiness as an emotional state of well-being while others simply defines happiness as feelings –feelings of joy, pleasure and contentment. Some say that happiness is when an individual make another individual feel happy, perhaps by helping that individual or by simply doing acts, often small acts such as giving flowers and wishing your neighbour good morning every day. Others stated that happiness is seeing another person happy, for instances watching small children playing with much joy or simply a friend who is smiling or laughing. People can be happy for various reasons, and these reasons vary from an individual to another individual. And one of the reasons that I would like to highlight in this essay here is closeness to the Creator of humans and the universe. 
As a Muslim, for me happiness is when you know that you prayed five times a day and you know deep in your heart that you did it because of your love to the Almighty, not because of your parents’ orders or because your friends told you to do so. For me, happiness is trying and learning to get closer to the one and only, knowing that with each knowledge that you obtain, your love for Him will grow and acknowledging that you are just a mere creation of Him, the Almighty. Happiness is realising that He, the Forgiving will forgive all your sins as long as you remain sincere and faithful to Him. The next part of the essay is the story of a man in his life journey to find happiness.
This man was born in a loving and wealthy family, where he was given everything he wanted. He was blessed with good health and a good looking face as well as an excellent attitude. He was raised with love and care, guided by kind and well-educated parents. Though many said that he lived a perfect life, he was unhappy. Deep in his heart, he felt hollow and empty. Thus, he went and searched for various ‘remedies’ to heal his heart – music, relationships, paintings, books, movies, sports – unfortunately, to no avail. He felt lost and he felt as if he was drowning, however when he looked around everybody seemed to be breathing fine. He continued living this way till the middle of high school, where his friends invited him to the world of hedonism, a world where pursuit of pleasure and self-indulgence are given the highest priority in life. He, being naïve was soon easily drowned by the pleasure offered by this world. Nonetheless, after a while, he began to feel shallower and hollower than before. As if all the girls he dated and all the friends he hanged out with were just temporary remedies for his pain. And this scenario continued till he graduated from high school, and furthered his study in a college. There, he met people from different backgrounds and different cultures. He befriended them, and soon a friend came to him and said “Hey you don’t look well. And I know your pain. Here’s the remedy you’ve been searching for.” while giving him a gift wrapped with mathematics answer sheet. He was happy with the unexpected gift, and opened him. Much to his surprise, he was given the Holy Quran and its translation, for him to read and appreciate. 
He started reading the Quran and found the remedy for his sick heart. He started learning to know his Creator and His Messengers, and as time passed by, his heart started to heal. He no longer feel empty or hollow deep in his heart, knowing that the Lord will guide his ways. He cried for his dark past, hoping that Lord will forgive him and guides his new path. He became friends and acquaintances with those who love God more than he is, and learn from them. And in his new journey, he found peace in his heart, the peace that he has been searching for since the beginning of his life. 
It was never easy for him in the beginning, as he had to abandon his old way of living. However, Lord is kind to those who seek to Him, and He had given him a rather easy path to walk, with trustworthy companions to guide his journey. He has not yet arrived at his destination, the paradise, but he is now in the right track. When asked by his former friends of his changes, he replied with a smile, a genuine one and said “I have been lost for years, living my life only for the sake of living, not knowing what to do. But He found me and guided me, and now I am living my life to the fullest, under His guidance.”
In short, obeying God sometimes seems like the hardest road to take, but in the long run, it is the only lifestyle that brings real peace and genuine joy. Indeed, only by obeying your God will you find true happiness.

Jumaat, 11 September 2015

Life: Talented

All my life, I've always heard people saying that I'm talented. That I'm good in doing many things, sometimes many at once. They say I'm good in my studies, I can edit videos and make short films, I can write short stories, notes and poems, I can edit pictures and stuff. 

But darling, actually I don't.

Behind each and every grades I get, there's tears and emotional turbulence. Behind each As, there's the "WTF is this. I don't know this I gotta work hard to understand this". Behind every "you did well" there's the fear of letting everyone down and not being enough. 

Behind each writings, there's pain. The painful experience of getting your heart broken, shattered into pieces but you gotta keep it inside cause nobody cares. The sadness of seeing your loved ones leave, one by one but you can do nothing about it. And love, behind each writings, there's people mocking you, saying you won't earn any money from this. And the pain of learning all sorts of techniques in writing, because you see love, I wanna be the best that I could be in this field.

Behind each short films and pictures edited there's the fatigue. The sleepless nights of finishing them, perfecting them to create those that you see and admire. The sacrifices, balancing between your studies and your passion to learn new cool tricks and techniques. The eyesight that was lost while staring at the computer for hours long just to create a 5 minutes video or a cover page.

I sacrificed a lot of things to get where I am now. My pointers, my grades, my sleep time, my eyesight, my money, my time, my body, and many more. Of course I'd be happy if you compliment my work and stuff. I mean, who wouldn't? 

But you see darling, I'm still a noob, a learner. And I won't be satisfied with just who I am now, because I know I'm the lamest writer, the noob-est among every designers and editors, the idiot one in my circle of friends. So darling, don't you ever say I didn't have to put any efforts to get to where I am now, because I know too well I'm not the person you think I am. 

Khamis, 10 September 2015

Life : Goals

Being alive doesn't mean staying at one place forever, or so I believe.

I have my own set of goals and dreams I want to achieve, and I'm doing my best for them. I won't waste my time on things that will somehow prevent me from chasing my dreams, including you, love.

I want to travel, to see the world and experience things I never experience before. I'm not your kind of girl that'll stay put, cook for you, clean your house and do everything solely for you. Nope, sorry you got the wrong person.

I want adventure, and living life to the fullest. So that one day, when I look back to my past, I can be proud to say I've done good.

And you see love, I know too well that I won't be able to achieve all of my dreams alone, and that's why I need you. Together, let's support each other.

However love, if you're dragging me down, I'm sorry love, but I have to leave.

Selasa, 1 September 2015

Cold Tea

I love my tea cold
Sweet, desperately soothing
Love, as cold as you

I love my tea cold
The emptiness it makes me feel
As empty as you

I love my tea cold
Calming, like the December rain
Emotionless you

Hope the tea gets warmer
Healing the brokenhearted one
Leaving you behind

Ahad, 30 Ogos 2015

Obsession

- This text is best read while listening to Do I Wanna Know by Arctic Monkeys -
Hey, how are you doing? Doing fine without me in your life, or you’re just the same as me, having troubles moving on? I saw you last week but I know you won’t even notice me anymore. Maybe you’re busy texting with that other person, that someone who made you smile while I’m here, looking at you. 
Hey, why were you blushing ? Are you in love with someone new? What about me? I was wondering if you somehow occasionally miss us, and the way we used to be. The memories we created, those times we spent; or did you forget it all? Did you find yourself a new lover? Perhaps that person is different from me, and that’s why you love that person. I guess you’re coping with the breakup much better than me. Have you ever thought of how much I loved and love you? Every day, from the moment I woke up, you’re always there. And somehow, after our brief encounter last week, I can’t even get you out of my dreams. 
Hey, do you still remember all the secrets we shared? So, you still keep them somewhere safe, or have you told everyone about them? I don’t mind though, since all I want now is you. Found a piece of rhapsody that reminds me of you – wonderful and pure. And somehow, I can’t stop repeating it. It is as if the rhapsody was created for you, to capture your essence in a musical piece that makes people fall in love, just like how I am in love with you.
Hey, do you still love me as much as I do? Or is it just an infatuation, an obsession for you? It hurt you know, seeing you go. Watching you leave, knowing there’s nothing I could do to make you stay. It hurt the most since you promised that you’ll stay, regardless of anything. What should I do to make you come back to me? Should I sing you a song every night, conveying all my hopes and love for you? Should I crawl to you, begging you to return that piece of heart you stole and was never returned?
  
These questions I have in my head,
Do I wanna know?
Love, I would give the world to know.

Khamis, 6 Ogos 2015

Last conversations

"If somehow you have to choose between me and them, who would you choose?" she suddenly said while munching the last of her fries.

        "what do you mean by that?" he asked back, shocked to hear her question. 

"Just answer the damn question lah"

        "I don't know. Never thought of that before" 

******

"Remember last time I ask you about choosing me and them?" she suddenly asked one day, after classes was over. 

        "yeah I remember. Why?" 

"I really cherish you, and I know choosing is hard. It's okay, you don't have to choose." 


She walked away, leaving the boy speechless and clueless. Little did he knew, it was their last conversation. She was gone, forever. And nothing can bring her back.

Selasa, 14 Julai 2015

Eyes

She looked deeply into his eyes, eager to ask something. He seemed happy. Genuinely, sincerely happy. He smiled, and there's wrinkles around his eyes. Those wrinkles that she adored. He talked passionately about his experiences, while she listened, waiting for her turn to talk. Suddenly, his phone vibrated. He stopped talking, and she asked "who's that?". He answered, his eyes fixated on his phone, "X". She was curious, always curious, as curious as a kitten, and she knew too well curiosity kills the cat more than anything.

"Do you like her?" she asked, looking deeply into his eyes, trying to figure out the answer to her question. He paused, and he looked up to her. There's a brief moment of silence, before he opened his mouth and said "No, she's just a friend" and smiled. But that smile didn't cause any wrinkles around his eyes. It was a fake smile, and she knew it instantly. She saw how his eyes faded as he lied, and at that moment, she knew his real feelings.

Slowly, she raised her hands and touch the corner of his eyes. "These eyes that lie, I know it too well". He looked surprised, but remained silent. She put her hands back on her lap, and decided to close her eyes and drifted to the land of dreams. Dreams are always much more fun and happier than the reality, they said. And even if they're separated, in her dreams, let them be together. Even if it was just a dream. It's okay. For her, it was more than enough.

He lied but it's okay. I know.
And as long as he's happy, I'm okay.

Jumaat, 10 Julai 2015

Sadness // I'm okay

Sadness // I’m Okay
Have you ever had those nights, where suddenly everything is silent and distant? As if there's nothing around. And all that is left is you, and your dark evil thoughts. Why do people leave? Why I’m like this? I know I'm difficult. I know I'm complicated. Even I can't understand myself.

You know those nights when it's 2 am, and you're alone with this sadness of yours. Thinking of all the things that he did, the reasons he left and you realize it was you all along. It was you, the difficult and complicated girl. The one that doesn't deserves to be loved because she's bad, ugly, fat and nobody wants her. 

And all you want to do is cry your heart out, but you just can't. Since people expect you to be happy all the time. And you have all these sadness bottled up, but all you can do is write and paint and pray, till you realize the sun had risen. 

At the same time, you're afraid of people. You keep your guard, your walls, because it's better to not be attached. Since in the end, those who said "I love you" are the ones who leave, because you're ugly and complicated. And nobody wants that kind of girl. You're afraid of all kinds of relationships, sealing everything away to keep yourself from getting hurt.

And tonight, all that is left is memories, the thoughts, and the “I love you” s that was never told, because you love that person so much till it hurts. And the sadness that remains, bottled up till you can't contain it anymore till you ended up crying, sobbing on the floor, thinking of all the mistakes you've done, but it’s okay, no one will know. NOBODY CARES. And he's happy anyways. It's okay, it's only you. 

And the tears; the ultimate symbol of sadness. They just won't stop you know. Once it started flowing, it flows like a river. Flooding through all the pain and sadness you've kept inside. And the only thing you can do is cry and cry and cry till all the tears is dry. 
As the sun rises, everything will end. And it's a new day. Wipe your tears, clean your face, plaster a smile, and be on your way, because nobody cares. Nobody realizes, that the ones who laughed the most, are the saddest. 
And I hope I can forget. And I hope I can smile genuinely from my heart.  And I hope I can get better. And I hope I'll be happier. 

I’m okay.

Isnin, 29 Jun 2015

Aozora

Pada aku, hubungan dengan  manusia terbahagi pada tiga. Satu,  connections. Dua, enemies. Tiga, manusia manusia tak signifikan. Dan buat dua pertiga hidup aku, aku habiskan begitu. Dunia cuma kelabu, dengan sedikit putih dan banyaknya hitam. Hari hari dihabiskan menjaga hati dan diri, agar tidak terluka atau terleka. Aku, kau boleh kira seorang pemerhati. Aku melihat, memandang. Tapi cukup sekadar itu. Aku tak akan ambil tindakan. Kerna pada aku, itu satu pembaziran. Cukup sekadar aku tahu, tidak lebih dan tidak kurang dari itu. Dari segi pelajaran juga aku cuma biasa biasa. Cukup lah kalau ibu ayah gembira, dan aku bisa aman dari segala kejian dan makian keluarga.







But everything changed that day. 









Dia, yang membawa warna biru dalam hidup aku. Sebiru langit. Langit yang cantik dan indah. Dia, yang mampu buat aku celaru dan terharu dalam satu masa. Dia, yang buat aku sedar, biru itu wujud di balik hitam putih hidup aku. Dia,  yang mencuri hati aku. 

Tapi sepertimana dongengan lainnya, kisah aku dan dia terhenti tiba tiba. Tidak ada klimaks mahupun penutup, cuma berakhir begitu. Tiba tiba, tanpa sebarang kata. Namun aku tak pernah sesalkan kisah ini. Tidak, walau hakikatnya hati ini mungkin sudah patah, remuk berkali kali. Tidak aku sesali berbicara dengannya, atau jatuh cinta padanya. 

Kerana mengenali dia, buat aku kenal warna biru. Biru langit yang indah. Dan langit, mengingatkan aku pada dia. Indah, memberi seribu satu rasa dalam hati. Tapi mustahil untuk dicapai atau dimiliki. Sekarang, kami sudah jadi manusia manusia tak signifikan, sudah tidak ada lagi perhubungan. Tapi walau di mana pun aku, biru langit itu lah yang akan aku cari, tatap dan teliti. 

Mungkin aku sudah gila. Tapi tak apalah, mungkin aku antara perempuan perempuan yang patah hatinya. Dan buat si biru langit itu, walau di mana kau berada, moga kau tak apa apa.






Ano aozora ga suki. Totemo suki.

Rabu, 24 Jun 2015

Selamat malam

Dosa dosa semalam mana mungkin boleh dibasuh dengan kebaikan pada hari ini. Ia satu pengabdian hidup, untuk menghapuskan dosa dosa lalu, juga untuk jadi yang lebih baik.

Cuma aku harap, esok matahari akan menyinar lagi, agar sang burung mampu menyanyi riang, buat penyeri pagimu sayang. 

Sekarang, aku harap kau diuliti mimpi indah. Cinta, hentikan tangisan rindu mu itu, kerna esok kita akan bertemu lagi, bukan dalam maya mahupun mimpi, kali ini ia benar suatu realiti.

Buat masa ini, tidurlah kekasih hati. Moga malam ini nyaman buat kamu yang sedang lena, moga esok kau bisa bangun dengan bahagia. Tidurlah pujangga hati, kau sudah sedar terlalu lama. Kini, izinkan aku jadikan mimpimu satu realiti 

Ahad, 7 Jun 2015

LIFE : DEATH

I guess, my only regret is that I prioritize my final examinations first, rather than visiting him for the last time. And the last time I saw him was probably last year's eid. Sad indeed, what I've become. My priorities are all mixed up right now isn't it. Family should come first above all, but I've decided to study, which I guess I didn't do much pun to be honest. God, forgive me for what I've done. I'm sorry everyone. I'm fucked up. But I'll try to be better, slowly. God, guide me.

Jumaat, 24 April 2015

Life : Pain

Dah seminggu. Tapi tak hilang hilang. Malah makin teruk. Banyak benda yang harus dibuat, tergendala

Tidur dan tidur dan tidur,
Mengharap dia pergi
Tapi even dalam tidur dia datang lagi

Pain pain go away
Never come again on any day

Moga tuhan permudahkan urusan.

Selasa, 21 April 2015

Analogi : Anjing yang menyalak

Pernah kau lihat tika kau bersiar siar di kota raya, seekor anjing yang galak menyalak, tapi bila dicampak makanan, terus anjing itu diam seribu bahasa?

Ya, anjing itu, yang hanya tahu menyalak tika kelaparan. Tapi bila kekenyangan, jadi si bacul yang tiada makna.

Kadang kadang, aku rasa kau juga begitu.

Kau menyalak, kata tidak puas hati pada kerajaan.
"Kenapa pelajar luar negara dapat wang saku berkoyan koyan sehingga mampu berfoya foya sedang kami di sini ibarat kais pagi makan pagi kais petang makan petang?"

Mari sini aku ingin cerita. Dahulu di sekolah, aku belajar separuh mati, kerana aku mahu belajar di obersi. Walau pun result spm tidaklah A lurus, tuhan bagi peluang. Tuhan buka peluang. Di pendek kan cerita yang tak berapa panjang, aku dapat peluang. Belajar ke luar negara.

Tapi tuhan duga, subjek susah separuh mati, sudahlah bukan dalam bahasa ibunda. Separuh mati belajar lagi, hanya untuk kekalkan pointer. Jika tak lepas, habislah aku. Tiada yang mahu membayar. Lagi lagi bila aku bukan sang kaya yg punya semua. Usaha harus ada, supaya ibu ayah bangga.

Alhamdulillah, lepas sudah foundation dengan pointer yg okay. Masuk alam degree, lagi tinggi dugaan. Harus lepas ujian bahasa inggeris, kalau tidak selamat tinggal luar negara. Subjek yang harus dipelajari usah kau bilang, sudah lah berat, mahal, dalam bahasa inggeris lagi.

Harus fikir juga, mana wang untuk ke luar negara? Duit yang diterima sudah pasti tidak cukup. Sekali lagi aku ingin tekankan, aku bukan sang kaya yang ada semua. Aku harus usaha. Lalu aku bekerja sambilan. Buat itu buat ini. Syukur tuhan pinjam kan nikmat, reti sikit sikit menulis dan berkomputer. Cukuplah sekadar simpanan buat di sana nnti.

Jadi usah kau menyalak konon konon kami membazir duit rakyat, kalau kau sendiri tak punya usaha. Sibuk dengan relationship goals sana sini, usung anak dara orang seolah olah dialah bini, tapi diri tak reti ukur baju di badan sendiri. Duit ptptn yang kau dapat, kau guna untuk apa? Sekadar pergi kafe hipster hari hari, atau buat beli hadiah kekasih hati, belajar entah lah, ke lautan dia pergi.

Mari aku beritahu satu rahsia, kalau kau berjaya, kau tak perlu bayar ptptn itu. Tapi aku, setelah graduasi, hutang keliling pinggang. Mana aku mahu lari?

Sudah sudah lah menyalak, tapi bila dihulurkan wang, diam seribu bahasa. Bila poket sudah kering, akaun bank sudah kosong, dialah perwira mahasiswa tempatan, menegakkan keadilan buat semua. Sedangkan dia hanya menyalak, salakan yang tak punya erti.

Mari sini aku beritahu, hey manusia, anjing yang selalu menyalak tu, orang tak suka tau! Aku tak kata kau anjing, tapi siapa makan cili, dialah yang rasa pedasnya bukan?

Sekian dari aku, mohon doakan perjalanan aku. Dan moga kau berkati hidupmu wahai sang pembaca.

Salam sayang,
Zarifah Ismail

Isnin, 13 April 2015

Penat

Penat
Penat menunggu si dia
Yang selalu jauh dari mata
Yang jarang jarang sekali ada

Penat
Menanti tanpa penghujungnya
Seolah aku ini hanya boneka
Yang bisa diperlaku tak bernyawa

Dan mungkin sudah takdirnya
Menjadi pungguk merindui sang purnama
Menjadi Qais, sang Majnun yang gila
Semata mata demi Laila, si dia

Raja

Dia ibarat sang raja
Megah duduknya di takhta
Asal tinggalnya di istana
Disayangi, dikagumi semua

Dan aku, cuma si marhaen semata
Yang hidup sekadar biasa biasa
Sekadar mengkagumi sang raja
Yang terlalu jauh dari mata


Ya
kami tinggal di dua dunia yang berbeza
Jadi mana mungkin kami dapat bersua?






Biarlah aku terus bermimpi
Kalau realiti terlalu menyakiti



































Rabu, 18 Februari 2015

Broken

They say,

"Don't come running to the one who broke you"

But oh how the irony,
I came running to him,

Knowing he will break me once more




And I know,
I'm now broken beyond repair.







And all I ever wanted was to hear that voice again,








And again I realised



How fucked up I am










I'm a mess. A living mess

Rabu, 11 Februari 2015

Roses

I love roses. A little bit too much sometimes.

Especially blue roses.







I can look at them for hours and still be amused by their beauty.









I had always wanted to be as beautiful, as elegant and as rare as a blue rose.







But I guess I'm more of a dandelion.





Hey, not everyone can get what they want aite?










But daaaaaammmmmnnn boy, this rose is so unique and beautiful I can't help but want to do it too.





But I guess roses are a lil bit too expensive and I'm a lil bit too broke to do it.





Posted it here so that when I am rich enough to do stupid shits when I'm older, I can afford to do it.









But then again,
Hopefully at that moment,
Time is in my favor.





Till then,
I'll keep admiring the mesmerizing beauty of roses.









As beautiful as you.



Khamis, 5 Februari 2015

Hewhew

Pada aku,
Kalau aku kata "aku sayang pada kau" atau "I love you"

Percayalah, aku tak menipu.
Kerna aku, bukan seseorang yang senang untuk berkata aku sayang, atau cinta pada orang itu.

Tapi,
Setiap kali aku beranikan diri mengatakan ayat ayat penuh cinta,
Akhirnya mereka pergi,
Kadang tanpa sebarang berita
Kadang beritahu, sebelum mereka pergi

Jadi untuk persoalan kau
"Kalau kau dah move on, kenapa kau masih tak boleh terima siapa siapa yang lain?"






Nah, ini jawapan aku

Sabtu, 31 Januari 2015

Clingy

Aku clingy.
Eh salah,
Aku extra double cheeseburger punya clingy.

Kalau aku rasa aku nak cakap dengan kau, aku akan cakap hanya dengan kau seorang je. Aku tak akan cakap dengan orang lain selain kau.





Aku punya tahap clingy ni, aku nak someone yang boleh wish aku good morning dan good night every single day.




Aku nak someone yg boleh aku text or WhatsApp after a long and tiring day tentang betapa penatnya aku hari tu, cerita tentang assignments yg mcm takdek ending, berlagak atau bersedih pasal markah assignments or result tests.



Aku nak someone yang aku boleh cerita theory gila aku ( eg : hipsterisme itu mainstream, kita boleh belajar agama guna akal lah!, homeless; let's save the environment!, islamist sampah! ) Dan beliau takkan judge aku, sebaliknya dia akan dengar dan suara kan pandangan dia jugak. Lagi best kalau dia bantah dan bagi hujah power power smpai aku terdiam.






Aku nak someone yg aku boleh kacau pagi petang siang malam bila aku bosan dengan dunia, yang ada kalau aku stress, depressed, mood swing, pms, sakit hati, happy gembira, yg layan lawak hambar aku.






Aku nak someone yang aku boleh kata "aku sayang kau gila gila. Sumpah. Sampai mati" tanpa rasa menyesal di kemudian hari.








Tapi aku percaya pada konsep "you take, you give"




Jadi, untuk someone itu,





Aku janji aku takkan hambarkan kau langsung langsung langsung. Aku akan sentiasa ada untuk kau, kalau kau perlukan aku. Pukul 3 petang ke 3 pagi ke, aku akan sentiasa ada. Kalau kau rasa nak cakap dgn aku, aku boleh habiskan kredit aku untuk kau, atau kalau kau nak Skype, data aku sentiasa ada untuk kau. Kalau kau nak aku pergi kat kau, aku takkan sanggup renangi lautan api atau gunung penuh duri untuk kau, tapi aku akan usaha untuk pergi kat kau walau aku takdek lesen.






Aku janji kat kau yang aku akan hormat kau. Segala benda yang kau tak suka aku akan elakkan buat, dan aku akan take note semua yang kau suka.







Dan aku janji, aku ni jenis yang setia. Kalau aku kata "wei aku sayang kau gila gila" aku tak pernah tipu, aku memang sayang kau gila gila. Setianya aku ni, aku lah antara manusia yang paling susah nak move on dlm dunia ni. Sedih kan jadi aku ?









Tapi aku tau, manusia tak suka org yg clingy, lagi lagi perempuan. Bila diorg tau betapa clingy nya aku, diorg akan pergi, pergi tinggalkan aku. Aku dah biasa kena tinggal. Dah macam lumrah kehidupan. Orang yang aku sayang gila gila gila pun tinggalkan aku, heh. Takpe, tak perlu kasihankan aku, aku masih kuat nak hidup.








Aku tak kisah someone itu lelaki atau perempuan, aku akan sayang dan terima dia seadanya.






Walaupun aku selalu kena tinggal, tak salah kan aku nak berharap?









Jadi masalahnya sekarang ni,










awak kat mana?

Rabu, 28 Januari 2015

Blessing // curse

It is both a blessing and a curse to notice every little thing around you.

You will notice the funniest little things about the world,
And you can laugh and entertain yourself without anyone else knowing
Its like a dirty little secret you share with yourself

You can predict people's reactions and plan your next step accordingly, manipulating your skills for your benefits

You can see things that people couldn't,
And so you know more than them
Which could sometimes be your main weapon and self defense

But when you know more
Sometimes, people won't believe in things they couldn't see
And you are left with things that others can't see, only you
They won't believe your words
And you are left with your own thoughts about things only you can see

And when you notice too much
You can feel a person starting to get bored of you
You can know your loved ones are going to leave you
But you don't want to believe
Because being left alone is your worst nightmare




And when they eventually leave
You were left heartbroken, crying the night out till your tears are dry

And you were left with a tremendous pain in your heart
But they just don't give a damn

In the end, all that is left is the feeling of pain, betrayal, and a hollow heart




And I wonder, why do I fall to people that hurt me the most?
And I wonder, why do people leave when they say I love you?

And I wonder, how long should I live with this pain?

God, how do one move on?

Sabtu, 24 Januari 2015

Goals

Life goals before I leave melaka for good

1) tgk sunset at klebang sambil minum coconut shake
2) jalan jalan at jonker street malam malam
3) makan takoyaki dekat dp
4) tangkap gambar kaki kt padang dp

But unfortunately, I takdek lesen and hence I can't drive and strolling at jonker late at night iz too dangerous for a kiddo like me.




And walking alone iz too lonely :(





So.......... Siapa nak pergi dengan aku?



K hambar kbai

Khamis, 22 Januari 2015

Mungkin

Mungkin
Kalau kau hadir lambat sikit,
Aku boleh terima

Tapi sekarang,
Separuh masa aku
Aku guna nak lupakan dia

Maaf, aku memang tak layak

Rabu, 21 Januari 2015

Puisi

Aku menulis bukan sebab aku nak jadi hipster,
Yang berpuisi hanya untuk mengikut.

Tidak,
Itu bukan aku.

Pada aku,
Puisi itu cinta,
Ditulis orang yang punya cinta
Untuk menyebarkan cinta
Pada manusia yang bercinta
Bukan hanya pada manusia dia cinta
Tuhan, alam, keluarga juga dia cinta




Jadi aku mohon,
Berhentilah berpuisi
Kalau dalam hati kamu tidak punya rasa cinta

Berhentilah berpuisi
Kalau kamu hanya ingin mengikut
Arus yang entah apa apa

Tapi kalau kau benar cinta
Belajarlah berpuisi
Kau akan melihat dunia dengan penuh cinta

Seni

Seni.

Apa itu seni?

18 tahun 7 bulan 7 hari aku hidup, dan aku masih tercari-cari.

Macam mana kau orang define seni?

Pada aku,

seni tu...

Sesuatu yg indah, yg baik, yg cantik, yg menyenangkan.

Ada org, dia tengok seni tu, mcm tgk sunset.

Cantik gila !

Tapi pada aku...



Seni tu dia,

dan dia tu seni.





Pada aku,
dia karya tuhan yang maha indah,
seindah bunga di waktu pagi.
Malah, lebih indah dari itu.

Bagi aku,
dia sangat berharga,
lagi berharga dari segala intan permata.

Dia ibarat bait bait puisi yg tersusun elok,
memberi 1001 makna pada si pembaca.







Tapi heh,








aku ini pengecut
Ya, pengecut







untuk mengaku bahawa aku suka



Teramat suka

Sabtu, 10 Januari 2015

Tolong !

Cuba bagitahu aku
Macam mana nak melupakan?
Kalau di setiap inci dunia
Aku lihat dia

Cuba tunjuk pada aku
Macam mana nak membiarkan?
Kalau dia berlalu pergi
Tanpa apa apa kata

Cuba kau tolong aku
Macam mana nak move on?
Kalau di setiap perbuatan
Aku ingat kata kata dia

Mana kau pergi
Apa yang perlu aku buat?
Apa yang kau nak?
Haruskah aku lupakan semua,
Atau perlukah aku tunggu lagi?

Aku tak hebat dalam kata kata
Aku lagi kelu dalam bicara
Cuma satu yang aku rasa aku mampu buat

"Aku rindu"





Lelaki semua memang macam ni ke?