Tuesday, August 18

hilang....
arah ku hilang..
menanti penantian menanti...

jauh ..
nun sayup dari pandangan..
selang menghalang iris melihat..

terus..
berjalan aku melentasi masa..
tiada henti menempuh detik..

nafas..
sedetak jantung berdetak..
selagi flora mengrembes oksigenya..

nikmat..
bersyukur aku kehadrat ILAHI
dengan pemberian NYA aku hirupi..

doa..
terus akan menyusul bedoa..
memohon ampun memohon hidayah
kepada NYA terus berdoa...

Thursday, August 6

the Fly Freer

Hullaballoo,
I Rushed Down To The Lake,
A Savior.
I Made A Ship Ready And
Said A Little Prayer Because I Was Scared.
The Sun Shone And The Lake Flowed.
Sunflowers – Sunflowers The Flies Die.
But Today I Am To Save
As Many Flies As Possible.
In Each Hand I Carry A String -
Determined.
I Throw Them Into
The Abyss And Try To Draw In
The Flies Before
The Smolts Reaches Them
Where They Fight The Stream And Water.
I Can't Breathe And
I'm Getting Heavier With Every Wave.
I Need A Miracle Because
I'm Drowning Sins.
I Try To Get Onboard.
I Pull Ashore And Save
Myself Onto The Beach.
I Lay On A Hot Rock And
Let Myself Dry Again.
I Throw Myself Into
The Abyss And
Try To Draw In The Flies
Before The Smolts Reach Them
Where They Figh