Tuhan
Dewasakan aku dengan kepayahan
Ajarkan aku dengan kesusahan
Agar aku akan kenal dengan ketabahan
Agar aku biasa dengan kekecewaan
Tuhan
Ajari aku dengan penderitaan
Ajari aku dengan kepedihan
Agar aku hargai setiap cinta yang Kau berikan
Agar aku nikmati setiap titis kasih
Yang Kau izinkan aku kecapi
Dengan seribu penghargaan
Dengan seribu pengertian
Tuhan
Limpahkanlah kesabaran ke atasku
Cucurilah ketabahan kepadaku
Agar aku lebih kuat dari dahulu
Agar aku tidak alpa dalam mengecap nikmat-Mu
Agar aku sentiasa dalam redha-Mu
Agar aku akan kembali ke dalam rahmat-Mu
Di dalam kebencian keujuban insan.
A blog in an attempt to overturn the prejudice, the lies and the hate that has been generated by hatemongers. By right, cowardly liars who without any dignity or shame lied n lie to the innocent Worldwide Web surfers. Well, maybe not all are that innocent, but yet, they deserve the truth, if not entitled to it.
Showing posts with label A Poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label A Poem. Show all posts
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Friday, December 16, 2011
The Sleeping Boy and The Sleeping Ummah
Syed Wali Shah, aged 7
srizals
The sleeping boy sleeps soundly
While the sleeping Ummah is restless in living nightmares
Divided and surrounded by enemies
Still busy as always
Quarrelling among themselves
Of who is right and the most bright
Until their hearts are divided
Weaken without consensus and sacrifices
Too afraid to remember their prophet's teaching
Too proud to adhere to their book of guidance
Too weak to defend themselves
Too meek to help the oppressed
The sleeping boy remained asleep
Not bothered with the noise made by the fractured Ummah
In dreams far away from harm
In dreams far away from harm
Photo belongs to www.wired.com
Rare Photographs Show Ground Zero of the Drone War
http://www.wired.com/dangerroom/2011/12/photos-pakistan-drone-war/?mbid=ob_ppc_dangerroom&pid=995
Thursday, December 15, 2011
My Coffee Tree
srizals
My coffee flowers are blooming
Showered by the pure and gentle
Thousand little drops of rain
The scent and wetness mingles
The freshness of cool sweet breeze
How I wish it would last
How I wish it would last
My coffee flowers are blooming
Showered by the pure and gentle
Thousand little drops of rain
The scent and wetness mingles
The freshness of cool sweet breeze
How I wish it would last
How I wish it would last
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Why?
srizals@gmail.com
Why, you asked me?
How long has it been?
The oceans are dying
The leatherbacks are disappearing
We pollute with plastics
Choking the earth with smoke
By our greed,
Our never ending greed
There’s still hope for tomorrow
A hope for tomorrow
Let’s move forward
A little step at a time
Let’s remedy the earth
For the sake of our children
For us, your own little children
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