Arkib bagi Februari, 2009

Atuk Yg Comel

Februari 26, 2009

815 am, deras aku menuju ke bawah bersiap utk keluar sarapan. Atuk masih terbongkang, mimpi ‘dhuha’ gamaknya.

“Wan, dah makan ke belom? Ewin nak ajak kuar bfast”, ku bertanya.

“Dah, Wan dah makan roti tadi”.

Aku menuju ke dapur untuk meneguk segelas soya. Sejambak kunci telah ku sapu lalu meluncuri ruang tamu seperti kanak-kanak keriangan, sambil terbayang nasi lemak panas.

“EWIN!” atuk memanggil ku di muka pintu.

“Ye Wan?” aku menoleh lalu terlihat atuk mengaru susuknya yg kerdil.

“Wan nak ikut!”.

Alahai atuk aku ini, comel macam budak2.

ps: Orang kata, makin tua makin menjadi. Jadi ape, aku pon tak tahu.

A Fool For You

Februari 24, 2009

I’m reaching for you,
but my arms aren’t long enough.

I’m running to you,
if I could go a little faster.

I’m crying to you,
but I can’t hear my own voice.

I am waiting for you,
and trying not to fall asleep now.

I’m clumsily dancing away this fear,
I’m stumbling closer to you,
I’m tumbling over my pride,
I will be a fool for you.

ps: Lifehouse – Fool.. nice!

Studious

Februari 23, 2009

Sometimes I wonder,
Who do you study for?
Yourself or others?
For better or worst?

Sometimes I wonder,
Why are you hardworking?
It doesn’t promise you anything,
Nor give the access to everything.

Sometimes I wonder,
How do you study?
Tentative or loosely?
With loud mp3 or quietly.

No matter who, why or how,
I’m here beside you,
Watching you diligently,
I know you could use a good company.

ps: Study hard my dear!

Home

Februari 22, 2009

Your voice sounds like home,
It echoes everytime I’m away.

Your voice sounds like home,
I can rest my head and not worry bout tomorrow.

Your voice sounds like home,
The place I’d resort to after a long day.

Your voice sounds like home,
Where I’d seek refuge from thunder and storm.

Your voice sounds like home,
I’d protect it with all my might.

….

ps: I told you I’d write about you.

Angkat Bakul 1

Februari 7, 2009

I think this is by far the best unselfish post I have ever written.

Everytime I read it, tears would fill my eyes.

Is it me, or does everyone else awed themselves once in a while?