Sunset in the Cab

Sunset in the cab.

We were strolling down the green paddy field.

In the red cab we were laughing.

Everything that we talked about seems tickling.

Till the top of our lungs we were giggling.

On things that would probably be.

 On things that were not meant to be.

Reminiscences the moments when we were there, in school.

Too dumb to know and believe things yet to fool.

Then, we stopped talking. 

Stood there in the cab.

Just like a stool.

Watching outside the window.

Yes, watching the sunset tip-toeing down below.

And there goes the sunset.

Sashaying downwards.

Just above the green paddy field.

Leaving us the trademarks of it's spectrum of lights.

As our memories flew away just like the bunch of kites.

So, there goes the sunset

Of sunset in the cab.

Yes, the red cab.

Now, can we just give ourselves a little clap. 

For this world, it's not just about crap.

But full of things, that we actually have to grab.

Inside the cab with Syiqim Syazwin . Arau, Perlis . 2013

Engkau

Engkau.

Selalu ingat kau tahu semua.

Semacam engkau pegang ini dunia.

Engkau.

Selalu ingat kau sahajalah yang bagus.

Eh, boleh pergi berambus?

Engkau.

Selalu pandang rendah pada orang lain.

Selalu fikir yang bukan-bukan tentang orang lain.

Engkau.

Selalu menegur itu ini sana sini.

Seakan-akan mencari publisiti.

Hmmm. 

Tapi, pernahkah engkau terfikir?

Apa yang kau akan rasa 

Pabila semua orang buat perkara yang sama dekat kau?

Berkata begitu begini tentang diri kau

Sampai telinga kau mengelupas

Mendengarnya sama seperti ada ulat beluncas

Yang sedang merayap-rayap di badan kau.

Pernahkah engkau terlintas?

Corat-coret hidup kau terlalu banyak untuk diperkotakan.

 Sampai, 'ini semua'

Tidak akan pernah terlintas difikiran kau sampai bila-bila.

Kerana engkau 

Selalu ingat dunia ini hanya tentang engkau.

Takkan pernah habis tentang engkau.

Jadi, jangan pernah salahkan aku,

Jika aku terfikir, untuk membenci ENGKAU. 

Sepetang Bersama Si Dia

Waktu itu.

Hari itu.

Bersama Si Dia dan hanya Si dia.

Menghirup udara segar, sambil melihat Si Dia.

Menyedut teh’o ais ku sambil melihat Si Dia.

Macam tidak percaya.

Yang aku dengan Si  Dia sudah ada apa-apa.

Si Dia hanya senyum, semacam tahu apa yang aku fikirkan.

Aku mula termangu-mangu dan bisu di situ.

Namun, terus Si Dia mengatakan kepadaku

Yang aku bukan bermimpi dan tidak pernah bermimpi.

Kerana ini ialah realiti, dan hanya realiti.

Sekarang, aku 100% percaya

Yang realiti telah membawa aku kepada Si Dia.

Dan ya, apabila kita berhenti mencari

Maka realiti pula mencari kita, percayalah.

Ingin kukotakan pemikiranku

“I’ve been there, done that”

 Bukan hendak bermegah dengan ayat satu keratku.

Tetapi, percayalah

Realiti ini telah membawaku kepada Si Dia.

Waktu itu.

Hari itu.

Setelah menghabiskan teh’o ais ku

Aku pandang Si Dia sambil hati aku petah berbicara

Akan aku impikan dan selalu doakan,

Yang aku dengan Si Dia

Akan duduk di mahligai itu

Tersipu-sipu senyum dan kelu

Sambil menghebahkan sebuah ceritera cinta tentang aku dan dia

Hanya berdasarkan realiti, yes, reality only

Bahawa kami akan bahagia, atas kehendakNYA, for eternity. 

Before

It was terrified yet horrified indeed.

Before, it was so dark and filthy.

It was so empty yet so lonely.

Before, there was no laughters or happiness.

It only fill with tears and hatreds,

plus with shouting and scare-dom,

Which definitely can lead to boredom.

Before, something means nothing,

yet anything never means something.

Before, it was so painful and pitiful,

yet everything was never beautiful.

Before, nothing seems right,

yet everything always seems wrong.

But that was a long time ago,

which her mind can never let go.

Now, she just won't stop hoping and praying

on what had happened before, will never crawls back in her life,

Either now nor later so that she would not have to strive.

Because before will not happen now and will never be.

Before? Never. Period.

Once upon a time: at Petrosains

From Him to Her 5

The memories soon to be

Carved in blackness of night by stars

When even mighty words waxes and wanes.

Thus is thy allure

and the peace and serenity of security.

Basking the glory of sunshine, 

Fleeting momentarily

The past and present we bury,

For our future, My Love.

We shall be.

Used

You used me

Throughout the months and years

Even if when others mentioned : Oh, stupid me!

To know now, that it's so-damn crystal clear.

You used me

As my trust and hope falls

One by one effortlessly

Foolish you, you're the one who act like a troll

Yeah, troll, exactly.

You used me 

But hey, not to worry, 

I'm fine even if you find me undermine

Cause now, i'm living the best of my life to see

That you're just a narcissistic bitch

With no nice words that you, sadly, shall ever define. 

In class  : after mid-term

From Him to Her 4

 

The glorious shine at the corner of his eye,

Will she remember till she die?

Of silence so sweet and secret,

He delved into it without hurt.

Feelings! Like the wavy hair of a child,

Free to roam, in his heart of wild,

Amber of red,

Passion burning,

Of glowing fire yearning,

A beacon of hope to a lost soul,

The lighthouse to a wondering ship

In a sea that roll.