Someone who gets it

Sometime that's all
you need. Someone who 
gets it. 
A little light in the
darkness.
Some empathy in a cold 
world. 
A little understanding 
of the chaos inside.

A little more

My favourite part
is where you
walked into my
life. you didn't
know me, yet
something told
you to walk
a little more.

Something in the middle

I don't want to fight
you, nor surrender.
I want something
beautifully in the
middle where there is
flow.
A place where we
balance each other,
compliment each other
and we become stronger,
together. 

Thinking of you

Sometimes I think of
you and where you
might be.
I hope you're
happy.
I hope you're
well.
And above all,
I hope you feel
free. 

APAKAH KAU SESETIA MENTARI?

Apakah kau sesetia mentari
Atau serapuh embun di hujung pagi?

Mentari sentiasa menepati janjinya
untuk tenggelam dan terbit lagi...

Tidak seperti awan gemawan berubah...
hanya untuk kelihatan indah.

Dari jauh aku hanya mendoakan
Mendamba seteguh kesetiaan.

Merenung mentari tenggelam senja ini
seperti merenung harapan sendiri.

InsyaAllah, esok, lusa dan selamanya...
mentari itu kan terbit lagi!

Aamiin.

Standing still

Beauty in the tragedy

To the bones

She doesn't fall 
in love often,
but when she does
it is down into
the bones. 

Alhamdulillah

Sujudku pun takkan 
memuaskan inginku
'Tuk hanturkan 
sembah sedalam kalbu.

Adapun kusembahkan 
syukur padamu ya Allah
untuk nama, harta dan keluarga
yang mencinta.
Dan perjalanan yang sejauh ini 
tertempa.

Alhamdulillah pilihan dan kesempatan
yang membuat hamba 
mengerti lebih baik makna diri
semua lebih bererti 
akan mudah dihayati.

Alhamdulillah..
Alhamdulillah..
Alhamdulillah..

Gamble

We give people multiple chances
hoping that they'll change
I don't know if it speaks less of them
for taking advantage
Or less of us for refusing
to accept who they are

be kind with them

The people who understand you
and the people who are there for you..
a l s o   g e t    t i r e d
a l s o   h a v e    b a d   d a y s.
They also have their own problems and
they also feel the way you feel sometimes.
So please be gentle with them.
Be kind with them.
They're just as soft as you are and
they need you just as much
as you need them. 

Too much

Sometimes she'll push away
what she wants
because she wants it
too much.
And too much scares
the hell out of her.
Because sometimes
people lose themselves
in wanting too much. 

Home

don't try to find
someone who brings
you happiness,
because that can be
volatile.
instead, wait for
the one who brings
you peace. and that
is far more rare.
finding home in another
doesn't
happen
every
day.

Gravity

I don't have an explanation
as to how you pull me in,
you just do.
You've always had a gravity
that I've never been able
to overcome.

No words left

It's not that I
don't have anything
to say, to the
contrary, I have so
much.

It's just that
you've shown me
you don't deserve
to hear it.  

Heroine

She has a moments
of weekness where
she starts to
believe she needs
someone to save her.
But then she smiles
when she remembers
that she is the
heroine in her story.

She's the man

Let me tell the tale
of a girl who didn't stop.
Who climbed up every mountain
without a pause upon the top.
She'd dance until each blade of grass,
was clothed in drops of dew.
And the sun knew her by name
but the silver moon did too.
For a fear had settled in her bones;
a fear of sitting still,
that if you're not moving forward
it must mean you never will.
So in time her dance got slower
and she looked at all she'd seen,
but found gaps inside the places
that she'd never fully been.
For she was a human doing,
human moving, human seeing.
But she'd never taken time
to simply be a human being. 

Sealed

I close my heart
not because
I am afraid of what
you will find.

I close my heart
because I'm afraid
you will not find
anything.
Anything that will
make you wish
to stay.

raw

She wasn't poetry.
She wasn't made of beautiful words
that rolled off the tongue.
Her smile wasn't as bright as the sun
and her eyes weren't made of the fucking stars.
She was none of those things.
She was real.
She was authentic.
She was raw.

She said what was on her mind,
and in her heart.
Sure,
she cried, but she wiped
her red puffy eyes picked up the pieces,
and handled it.

Because she realized a long time ago,
no one would be there for her every time.
She got her heart stomped on,
except her.
She was her own savior.
Her own lover.
And that my friend,
made her more beautiful than any verse
could.

Nyawa

adalah cinta,
yang mengubah jalannya waktu
kerana cinta,
waktu terbahagi dua
dengan mu
dan rindu
untuk membalik masa.

detik tidak pernah melangkah mundur
tapi kertas putih itu selalu ada.

waktu tidak pernah berjalan mundur
dan hari tidak pernah terulang.

tetapi pagi selalu menawarkan cerita yang baru
untuk semua pertanyaan yang belum pernah sempat

terjawab.