It’s too dark.. She loses her path.. It’s too bright.. It makes her blind.. This is not what she wants.. The purity has been gone.. The innocence has been lost.. This is not what she wants.. Where should she go?
This is spring. I dreamt of snow. Beautiful. I was bringing my suitcase. On the way to go home. And it’s not a new story. If I miss my home. If I want to go home. If I want to meet you. But, this is my song. A song for the place where my heart stays… Continue reading An Old Song
The white crumbly snow. Her red cheeks can’t hide her happiness. And the flowers blossom. The heart is starting to beat again. But, it’s cracked in the same time. “Oh, it’s still winter!” The flowers are gone. Waking up from delusion. Between the cold wind and the twigs. Between laugh and smile. Between her and God.
It was quiet.. And slowly she opened her eyes. The sun really struggled to peak the earth, but that day, the clouds were the kings. Along the wind blew, a sad news came from falling tiny cottons, that God called someone, to leave this weakened world. “Oh, so, this is snow.” Staring blankly and staggering. Between the sadness… Continue reading “So, this is snow”
Between the cold and silence.. There’s tears. There’s a smile. I see strength, but the feckless covers everything, like those falling leaves, withering. Falling in the beauty of the sadness, spirit, love, and faith. Looking for people’s help, “Please, don’t leave me!” I’m holding them, but emptiness seems taking over me. Falling again. Do I forget… Continue reading The Falling Leaves
I’ve got this from “Agar Bidadari Cemburu Padamu” book by ‘aidh alQarni. Happy reading 🙂 Aku tidak menunggu kepulangan dan janji-janji sore Aku tidak menunggu kereta kan kembali memawa secercah harap Kau tinggalkan aku mengarungi hari-hari dalam kebisuan derita Kau lihatkah bahwa rinduku untuk surga atau cinta kelangitan Kau lihatkah bahwa janji itu untuk Allah… Continue reading Aminah Quthb’s Poem for Her Husband