My Babies, My Life

What is becoming of the world today?

Kids are fighting and forget to pray.

Where have mothers hid their love?

Leave their children, no problems solve.

Why do children become rebellious?

No more hopes and not ambitious.

Why do parents work so hard?

Keep their babies far apart.

How to show that there are hopes?

More sky scrapers to develop?

But our children are left in hunger.

Without support from their mother and father.

How to join hands and hug each other?

Parents fight and hate one another.

Little babies shout and cry.

All the nightmares going by.

Why can't people stop awhile?

Look at babies with a smile.

Say their prayers, close their eyes.

Alhamdulillah, my babies are my life.

written on 19th May 2005

REZEKI

Cahaya bersinar, mata berkilauan.
Air yang jernih tanda kesyukuran.

Terdetik di hati untuk berhenti dan mengalah.

Semangat yang ada pudar dan punah.

Pernah kucuba menyalahkan takdir.

Pernah juga kumenyesal dan kecewa.

Namun disebalik jiwa yang luka,

masih ada ruang, imanku bertaqwa.

Kugenggam erat tangan kecilnya.

Kudengar si dia bersuara dan ketawa.

Riak wajahnya yang ayu dan manja,

kusedar, inilah anugerahNya.

Satu pemberian yang Maha Esa.

Rezeki diberi berlipat ganda.

Nukilan 2 April 2008

Thoughts for the day

Sometimes I wish people could come together
Put out their hands and help each other
Sometimes I wish life was simpler
Instead each day it gets creepier

Sometimes I know my choice is right
But most of the time it’s the other side
Sometimes I know I can’t survive
But God gave me the strength to stay alive

Sometimes I dream of fairy tales
Of happy endings and gold to share
Sometimes I dream of worst to come
But luck has come to spare me some

Sometimes we plan too many things
We end up one day having nothing
But don’t give up just ‘coz we fail
Try again until we excel

Written on 14th October 2004

A Cry

A cry can mean so much
It can mean thanks a bunch
A cry can be a call
When one gets a scold
A cry will show some tears
Of happiness or of sadness
You can even cry for help
Cry for love or even forgiveness

A cry should be sincere
So people can actually hear
That your cry has a thousand meanings
With a cry that shows your feelings
So if you are a girl or just a boy
A tear of water is not a toy
So next time do not be shy
For it is brave for one to cry.

written on 2nd October 2006

I AM STRONG

I am strong…
I know I am strong
Weak is never in me,
Pain is nothing to me
because I am strong.

Sorrow and sadness…
Confidence I hold
Shivering and scared
I can always face
because I am strong.

Tears…
No big deal at all
Water I can always control
All these are because,
I am strong.

Voices of anger
Lost in the world of love.
Strength, believe in myself.
Taking care of me, I can
because I am strong.

I have faith in me
I have courage
Being looked down,
being scolded,
still I am strong.

Never give up.
Losing is not my principle.
Try again to get on top.
Climb as high as I could
because I am strong.

Patience…
Give a smile.
Each obstacle is a test.
Put my face up to the world
because I am strong.

Respect…
No need to shout.
Discipline I keep within me.
God as my guidance
because I am strong.

Because I am strong,
I can do almost everything.
Stand up and walk straight.
I have me, myself and I,
and God to keep me strong.

written on 14th April 2000

Boneka Hari Guru

Anak-anak tergelak riang
Masa yang ada tidak dibuang
Bercerita pagi dan petang
Tak kira Maghrib telah menjelang

Datang sekolah berbekalkan badan
Pensel, pemadam tak ada disimpan
Keputusan SPM semuanya sembilan
Sikit pun hati tidak terkilan

Apa nak jadi si anak-anak?
Guru mengajar anak berborak
Guru menangis anak bersorak
Guru menegur anak memberontak

Mana pergi hormat-menghormati?
Guru ibarat lilin membakar diri
Namun jasanya tidak dihargai
Malah guru dihamun, dikutuk, dibenci

Guru bagai si tabung uji
Anak menguji kesabaran peribadi
Guru melenting nak bunuh diri
Anak berpesta, gembiranya hati

Apakah makna Hari Guru?
Mengenang jasa, pengorbanan guru
Kini anak berprinsip baru
Guru hanyalah boneka berilmu.

nukilan 17 Mei 2006

One Masterpiece Of Thoughts

If laughter could be joy,
forever joy,
then pain shall never feel
the loneliness one hold
when one is cold
by angers.


What love can give to thee,
forever free,
from tortures of madness
of one who cannot breathe
with polluted souls
and hundreds evil treats.

So happiness is giving up
to the one you love,
to the one you really care.
If one can see the truth
of great sacrifice,
then angels will smile
and hatred shall not divine.

written on 24th June 2003

When Death Comes

We cannot really say when death comes.
I guess that is the time when we really appreciate life.
When it comes to someone we love, it is more painful.
Painful to breathe, painful to live, painful to mend our hearts.
People do not really know how to appreciate God’s gift.
They only ask and beg when it is taken,
but never thank when it is there.
Sometimes we do not even know how lonely it is until it is gone.
Sometimes we could not even say ‘I love you’ until we realize there is no one to love us.
We never care about the one we love,
Until one day there is no one to care about us.
Death, we cannot see, nor smell or touch.
But before death does come, I think it is time,
that we should say the things we want to say,
give the things we want to share,
appreciate the things we want to love,
and know that though death comes,
we had shared all the moments together,
without regrets.

written on 30th November 2003

You Needed Me by Anne Murray

I cried a tear, you wiped it dry
I was confused, you cleared my mind
I sold my soul, you bought it back for me
And held me up and gave me dignity
Somehow you needed me

You gave me strength to stand alone again
To face the world out on my own again
You put me high upon a pedestal
So high that I could almost see eternity
You needed me, you needed me

And I can't believe it's you
I can't believe it's true
I needed you and you were there
And I'll never leave, why should I leave?
I'd be a fool 'cause I finally found someone who really cares

You held my hand when it was cold
When I was lost you took me home
You gave me hope when I was at the end
And turned my lies back into truth again
You even called me "friend"

You gave me strength to stand alone again
To face the world out on my own again
You put me high upon a pedestal
So high that I could almost see eternity
You needed me, you needed me

The Opening of 2009

At this point, we will say ‘alhamdulillah’,
For all, that had been given by Allah,
The health that keeps me living,
The youth that keeps me dancing,
And the wealth that never stop flowing,
And at this point, everything is a blessing.

At this point, our breathing is more relaxing,
When our two feet are strongly standing,
We plan for a brighter future,
We cling more closely together,
A beginning of a new chapter,
Of new stories to carve and remember.

written on 1 January 2009