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Friday, April 8, 2016
LANGITMU TANAHKU
Berlian berlian terlekat di kainmu itu
adalah kuku ibu ibu kucing dijalanan
Corak corak terlukis pada kekayaanmu itu
peluh bapa bapa burung berterbangan
Lauk lauk basi dibawah tudung sajimu itu
kelaparan anak anak monyet dilorong
Kertas kertas bertulis wang yang menjadi alas kakimu itu
Pada bumi yang sama
Adalah ketidak adilan Tuhan(?)
adalah kuku ibu ibu kucing dijalanan
Corak corak terlukis pada kekayaanmu itu
peluh bapa bapa burung berterbangan
Lauk lauk basi dibawah tudung sajimu itu
kelaparan anak anak monyet dilorong
Kertas kertas bertulis wang yang menjadi alas kakimu itu
Pada bumi yang sama
Adalah ketidak adilan Tuhan(?)
Last But Not Least
1. I am very happy that you found a person who
is willing to love you, because that means she can remind you to love yourself every day.
2. I am glad that you have got over your past, it
means that you have forgiven yourself for your silly mistakes.
3. I want you to be happy always, without me
in your life. In fact I hope to never have any collision of moments between us anymore anytime in the future.
4. All the best in doing life, in achieving
dreams and goals that I know you have a list of. Stay motivated like
you always do.
5. I pray for your daily happiness, or at
least majority of the days in a week. I hope the bad days gives you reasons for
them to happen.
6. I want you to keep on with that maturity
you have that I don't see in anyone else, I want you to remain as wise as I've always known you.
7. I want you to treat every good person in
your life right, especially your family. I hope you don't break their precious
hearts.
8. I hope you respect women and people of all
kinds no matter how shitty they can get. I hope you don't kill anyone else like
you killed me.
9. I want you to know that I've deleted every
photo of you, of us, of our conversations, the things you gave me and the
things I gave you.
Lastly, this is the last poem I will write about you,
for you. This poem will be a proof that I promise myself to get over the
person who meant so much to me after family. A person who changed me into a person I
had no idea of becoming, who had the power to make me constantly conscious of myself.
Thank you for every lesson you
gave, every friendship we shared, every fight we became broken, every mockery
you've spit, every love I felt.
With bittersweet amity, A.
Friday, March 25, 2016
For The Sake Of A Blog Post
Hello! I know I haven't been writing for quite some time. Yes, I haven't written anything for so long both in English and Malay. Not sure if its because I'm busy, or I just don't feel like putting my thoughts and feelings into words. Maybe, I can't even find the right things to say.
I've been thinking a lot about the idea of love. Hahaha you are aware that I am a hopeless romantic right? So I think about it quite a lot. Not the feeling, not a person, not how to find a person to love of shit like that. It's the kind of thoughts that you can't really find an answer to it. You see, I have always argued about whether love is something that comes from the heart or the mind.
I had always loved believing that Love comes from the mind, and only the mind. The mind controls what we would feel, what we want to feel that we actually end up feeling, and whether the feeling is a real feeling or mere thoughts and games of the mind.
Nonetheless, I don't deny the truth about it. The truth that love is something that you feel in your heart. Love is something you would do no matter what. Love is sacrifice. I'm not good at stating my thoughts when I'm sitting in the dark on my comfy bed. I always lay out my thoughts better during a conversation at random times.
Note; I like philosophical talks past midnight.
Lately, I've been getting confused again about my feelings despite the fact that I am busy with school. I don't know if this feelings I have is that or not that or maybe that. I hate having to figure out things that are not clear especially when it comes to myself. It is always easier to read people that to understand what the inner you wants. It kills me when I think about it. I makes me feel like, if this small confusion can take up my time and distract my mind as much, how would I deal with more transparent and clear feelings when they come?
It is either overthinking or completely putting it aside. But since it has a relation to love, one of the topics I enjoy thinking of, it actually got to me for a few days. Up to the level that I had to drive myself to Baskin Robins for a Double Scoop Jr to heal myself. Hahaha, I know right. I used to do this everytime I get my heart broken by that specific individual. Lost count on how many times I spent money at BR because of him.
I have seen myself staring at walls for a week, listening to my favourite songs and maximum volume in my car but still not hear it, eating things I love but not tasting it, literally doing everything I love without my heart being there. I hate the feeling honestly.
It's weird that when it's not here, I ask for it because life is dull. However when it comes, man I can't be anymore of an idiot who looks like she just lost a child. No man, don't make me be in that situation again.
I guess that's it. I'm writing this for the sake of having a post on my blog because it feels weird not to post anything since I'm used to do it almost everyday. Ciao
I've been thinking a lot about the idea of love. Hahaha you are aware that I am a hopeless romantic right? So I think about it quite a lot. Not the feeling, not a person, not how to find a person to love of shit like that. It's the kind of thoughts that you can't really find an answer to it. You see, I have always argued about whether love is something that comes from the heart or the mind.
I had always loved believing that Love comes from the mind, and only the mind. The mind controls what we would feel, what we want to feel that we actually end up feeling, and whether the feeling is a real feeling or mere thoughts and games of the mind.
Nonetheless, I don't deny the truth about it. The truth that love is something that you feel in your heart. Love is something you would do no matter what. Love is sacrifice. I'm not good at stating my thoughts when I'm sitting in the dark on my comfy bed. I always lay out my thoughts better during a conversation at random times.
Note; I like philosophical talks past midnight.
Lately, I've been getting confused again about my feelings despite the fact that I am busy with school. I don't know if this feelings I have is that or not that or maybe that. I hate having to figure out things that are not clear especially when it comes to myself. It is always easier to read people that to understand what the inner you wants. It kills me when I think about it. I makes me feel like, if this small confusion can take up my time and distract my mind as much, how would I deal with more transparent and clear feelings when they come?
It is either overthinking or completely putting it aside. But since it has a relation to love, one of the topics I enjoy thinking of, it actually got to me for a few days. Up to the level that I had to drive myself to Baskin Robins for a Double Scoop Jr to heal myself. Hahaha, I know right. I used to do this everytime I get my heart broken by that specific individual. Lost count on how many times I spent money at BR because of him.
I have seen myself staring at walls for a week, listening to my favourite songs and maximum volume in my car but still not hear it, eating things I love but not tasting it, literally doing everything I love without my heart being there. I hate the feeling honestly.
It's weird that when it's not here, I ask for it because life is dull. However when it comes, man I can't be anymore of an idiot who looks like she just lost a child. No man, don't make me be in that situation again.
I guess that's it. I'm writing this for the sake of having a post on my blog because it feels weird not to post anything since I'm used to do it almost everyday. Ciao
Saturday, March 12, 2016
Lipstick Stains
I
Relationship ruiner
Expensive dress
Money stealer
Silicon breasts
Gold digger
Mind, less
II
Social butterfly
Midnight chill
Physical, die
Mental, ill
Beauty can lie
Words can kill
III
Take this gun
Tie a bun
End this hunt
Shoot and run
You're tired and done, Hun
This place can no longer deal with your fun.
Relationship ruiner
Expensive dress
Money stealer
Silicon breasts
Gold digger
Mind, less
II
Social butterfly
Midnight chill
Physical, die
Mental, ill
Beauty can lie
Words can kill
III
Take this gun
Tie a bun
End this hunt
Shoot and run
You're tired and done, Hun
This place can no longer deal with your fun.
Saturday, February 27, 2016
1 Like = 1 Unpopular Opinion
1. A hopeless romantic is not a psychopath, even if they tend to do crazy shit but they do it because they love the idea of it. The love the idea of how love is spread, how it sparks, how it has the power to break you, how it keeps you up at night smiling.
2. 2. If you are already in university and you ditch your friend because you think "she's too loud" or "I never really liked her all the time we've been friends" please go back to highschool. Talking bad about her and ditching her for those small reasons are pretty immature. Talk to each other personally instead for the good of both of you.
3. Sejak kecik I rasa mixed veggies are disgusting. But I am grateful there's food for me so I still eat them eventhough they seriously taste like peti ais.
4. Cursing is fine but if you curse all the time using obnoxious words that makes people uncomfortable, you really need to clean your soul.
5. Everyone has to have savings no matter how broke you are. I am dead serious even 20 cents a day you have to. You never know how/when it could help you. Like for me, when I get my pocket money the first thing I would do is put them in seperate places. This will let you spend a little lesser because you don'tsee the money.
6. Everyone can write cause we all speak but not everyone can paint. Idu how famous ppl get compliments for mixing paint & water on a paper. Trust me it's not even a water colour painting.
7. The best hairstyle for every girl is shoulder length with bangs. Every.
8. It's so in appropriate for girls to take photos with their tongues sticking out. Seriously it is kind of sexual and annoying. But I do it too, sorry im annoying.
9. Crocs are not bad and especially yellow ones they're cool af. Especially when Safiyyah wears them.
10. If you are pretty and you care too much about your looks but you are still a top scorer in your studies but you can't handle life with common sense, you are umm.. still a bimbo.
11. If you travel to nice places/new cities/scenic places, DON'T JUST TAKE A PHOTO WITH A WALL. Unless the wall has awesome stuffs on it. Take photos of the city, the scenery and everything you will never get to see again. You wouldn't care about what shirt you wear or how cute you were when you look back at your travelling photos.
12. People who brag about the stuffs they do/did/doing against their religion, literally brag hm jangan la pls... the only word is stupid. I get that everyone makes mistakes, but if you are proud of yourself for being such a 'rebel' to God then I pray the best for you.
13. Giving compliments doesn't make you a fake person if you don't like the person. Saying nice things to ppl don't mean you like them. It says that you are not an emotional person, it shows that you can still stand on your interests even if someone you really dislike likes it as well. The World is not yours and we don't live forever, say nice things.
14. Whatever happens, no matter how shitty your life is, be grateful if you have your family. Even if they don't show you love, some people don't have what you have.
15. Family stays forever, friends don't. If they do then they're family.
16. Speaking good English with amazing sentence structures does not make you smarter than another. Unless you're in a debate yes omg make sure you kill your opp with cray vocabulary woohooo
17. Everyone should follow @AngstAnguish because it's baby blue in colour like WHO DOESN'T LIKE BLUE. Angst & Anguish Literatures is an English writers collective that mostly prints zines on poetry and shorties.
18. Rezeki comes in many ways. Some ppl get 2 cars and a house w/o a marriage. Some marries at a young age. Some dapat belajar sampai Phd, some dapat all of it but still tak happy. God is fair.
19. I don't care what kind of person you are but if you don't drink water you better start to do so. Drink whatever you want but make sure you drink water, it is very very important.
20. Cara Delevinge tak cantik to me tapi dia sassy so fyeah (meh she's overrated)
21. A school environment do make a difference in a persons life. However, it's not the only factor for you to fail/succeed. It's just 35%. I've been to a private school, International school, government school, tahfiz and boarding school. They all have their pros and cons.
22. 'Love' is an idea that comes from the mind. But if you're lucky, you will feel it in your heart.
23. The more you know someone the less you trust them. The more you know someone the more you trust them.The more you know someone the less you trust them.
24. Every good relationship must be based on friendship. Doesn't matter if it's a family relationship, relationship in between two lovers.
25. The best candy inventions are gummies. All kinds
26. People who over fantasize and obsesses over another person or celebrity who doesn't even know their existence are the real psychos. Meroyan nangis bagai omg so weird.....
27. This opinion was from my dad and I believe in it too. "Taknak pergi sekolah takpe, tak bodoh pun. Asalkan ada ilmu and nakkan ilmu". He said this phrase everytime we dah sampai depan sekolah and I decided to not go to school. He would drive away to get breakfast. His wise words are something I shall always miss.
FORGEITAN DURU
You came into my life
For you to leave me alone and enter
hers
As if I'm just a small room in
between two bigger rooms
And you will keep coming back
When you need to go back to where
you came from
Sometimes you'll even bring her
along to your place through me
And do you not know that the doors
are not sound proof?
Do you not know it's painful to
see?
So I'm just an access for you to
get to her?
It's sickening how I'm stuck in
between
Without getting the chance to go
anywhere
But stuck in the middle of you and
her
I’m head over heels for a man whore
Who only treats me as a door
Screw you, barren wanker.
Bonne Nuit
Goodnight
To the voices which became
The berceuse that sent me to sleep
Goodnight
To the voices which whispered
Agony that kept me awake
Goodnight
To the dried up scars on my thighs
That painted my limbs like an abstract
Goodnight
To my two drained pools of lies
That witnessed artifices and fakery
Goodnight
To my broken heart that cracked
In the midst of amity and lust
Goodnight
To my dreams and goals that will
Be buried morrow.
To the voices which became
The berceuse that sent me to sleep
Goodnight
To the voices which whispered
Agony that kept me awake
Goodnight
To the dried up scars on my thighs
That painted my limbs like an abstract
Goodnight
To my two drained pools of lies
That witnessed artifices and fakery
Goodnight
To my broken heart that cracked
In the midst of amity and lust
Goodnight
To my dreams and goals that will
Be buried morrow.
Friday, February 26, 2016
Jade
I kept telling myself I need to get off of reality when scrolling Twitter was all I did
Seeing your name again and again made me believed in fate
I guess you're that kind of guy who knows well on how to choose your date
No, this feeling inside of me is not even close to hate
That night we last spoke, you're probably living off with the words I last said
Or maybe all this time you had always fancied bimbos with the name Kate?
Now I lie myself down almost all the time of the day in bed
Wondering if she was the one who was fast or I'm the girl who had always been late
Either way, I hope you treat her as precious as Jade
Because if I was the chosen one, that is how I would have treated you babe
And love, would always be the only thing we had made.
Monday, February 22, 2016
Impotent Raft
The river ends somewhere
Whether it is stopped by a random wall of a building
Or it could combine with the sea water somehow at some point
Or even at a dried up end of land
However boy, it is not me who has the power to decide on where the stream flows
Either there's a split path anywhere
How fast it moves
What kind of things that flows with it
It is not me, it is you
I am just a little lost raft going with the flow
If it is my fate that I have to be stuck somewhere
Then it is fine
I am just going with the flow, your flow
You are the river
You have the power.
Whether it is stopped by a random wall of a building
Or it could combine with the sea water somehow at some point
Or even at a dried up end of land
However boy, it is not me who has the power to decide on where the stream flows
Either there's a split path anywhere
How fast it moves
What kind of things that flows with it
It is not me, it is you
I am just a little lost raft going with the flow
If it is my fate that I have to be stuck somewhere
Then it is fine
I am just going with the flow, your flow
You are the river
You have the power.
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