Friday, June 2, 2017

Why are you so happy?

Im a happy person,
There's a child in me that never dies

Take a break.

I was actually doing my design presentation board,
but today is quite a special day for me,
so I thought, lets take a break.

You see, Im at my early twenties.
It is the age where my parents met each other,
Where I start getting wedding invitations from my friends.
It is the age where love life starts to bloom.

I cant help but notice,
people I thought would never date, do,
and people I thought would never change, did.

But hey, its not always a bad thing,
I acknowledge that love is a huge part of living,
And, when you thing you found a person that is truly yours,
Someone who is made for you,
You might want to hold on to them for good.

But, what if, one day, you realise you're wrong,
your person is not actually yours.
love becomes a burden

Cause, here i am, wondering,
How can the person that is a copy of me,
Suddenly become so different.
Some one who is literally so close,
Someone who i do everything together w,
Is actually a stranger

It scares me so much, because if this is the idea of love,
Two strangers acting like a team for the eye of world,
Then I will skip that part.

I dont want to be in love just because its the right thing to do,
because at the moment it feels so wrong.

Thursday, May 15, 2014

Had a dream last night

I had this stupid dream night,
That everyone is happy for me,
Because I have found my happiness,
In them


I talked with a dear friend the other day.
She just got back from umrah,
And we had a long talk about her experiences there

Over there, 
Everybody is trying their best to do good deeds,
Their mind focuses on Him, and the afterlife.
Everything you see will only bring you closer to him.

And I randomly ask her,
"Among all the things Islam thought you,
Whats your favorite?"
"I like the part where, 
Islam promise that by giving some amount of your sustenance,
He will increase what is yours,
And I have only heard it from Islam, and its true"

I have heard a lot story, seen them, 
experience it myself,
It is so true.
By keeping the money only to yourselves,
The money will finish before you know it.
But if you help others with it,
The money will get back to you, 
When you really need it.

It really hit me that.
I rarely give my money away,
Always be scared that its not enough for me to spend,
But I know, I have more that I need,
Comparing to those that really need it.

Wednesday, May 7, 2014

Strange Crowd

Everyone can tell,
That we started well,
Adoring one another,
Everyday was filled with laughter,

Then came a little twist,
Our stories hit the crisis,
Then we start seeing.
People started judging,
Friends started blaming,

Wherever our heads turns,
Whatever our ear listens,
People are trying to save themselves,
Putting the blame on people's shelves,

But if everyone is right,
How come we are drifting apart?
Why cant we end this fight?
Because its hatred we choose to ignite..

But I believe the truth is,
There is still love,
Look down beneath,
Why put ego so high above?

We are our crowd,
We are the people we will remember,
So be a story that makes us proud,
For this moment will last forever.


I forgot that I have a blog.
And I forgot that I have my reader, nadia.

Hence, the abandance.
Sorry Nadia.

Friday, February 14, 2014

I love you

I dont say that very often,
I dont give myself away that much.

But I chose you.
As miraculous as it could be,
You chose me too,
sorry I havent thank you.

I dont know how it happened,
but since it started,
It doesnt stop

But we fight a lot though,
All the time,
Funny how you could be so right and wrong.
Again, what are you boy?

And for the feelings that I have towards you,
Theres a lot that I have to keep to myself,
I express it by saying "I love you" and "I love you too",
But our story means more to me, than any book could feel its shelves.

Someday, I dream of myself as your wife,
To be waken up by your snores,
To take care of your existence,
simply by filling our dining with chickens,

But at any other day,
I am just happy with moment,
How young and silly we are,
To fight over something so small,
So small that on the next day,
I cant even recall.

And for me,
to beat for your attention, against "The Futsal",
I can easily stabbed your futsal ball, and finish it life,
I can understand now why you havent introduce me to it,
Oh, haha, how I see futsal as your first wife.

I dont know why Im writing this,
I dont even know if you'll be reading it,
But, cause I dont know how far we'll make it  in this journey,
In this moment, you make me happy.

We'll live on, and grow old,
but you'll be my young love :)