holiday

no class
no friends
no lecturers
no homeworks
only some revision
to be made
because the holiday
has come.

myHome

++ me and my editor

fell in love with my editor,
wrote a poem on her lips,
she replied me with another
entitled; " a rejection slip."

10/11/2005
10.11 am

s H e 3

dalam dunia yang mega kian sirna
aku mengerti
ada benar ada palsu
ada jujur ada pura-pura
dan dalam diri yang kian menyepi
aku kian menyendiri

10/11/2005
Library

++ bystander

she,
talks sweet when
the desired one
did not respond to her messages.
she,
dreams about me when
the desired one
busy with his assignments.
she,
promises me love when
the desired one
failed to keep promises.
she,
likes me only when
the desired one
is not the one who she desires
anymore.

kota bharu
6 nov, 2005
on the bus

s H e

she,
is just a friend of mine
same like all of you.
so,
do not confuse yourself
with anything else
as she,
even has stolen my heart
still I am not in hers.

Once when you are in my arms

I can reach up to heaven
And pluck out a star from the blue.
It is true, but only when you are in my arms.
I can live without riches
And still have a million or two.
It is true, but only when you are in my arms.
Though I am ambitious, my wishes
Have always been simple and few.
Give me the moonlight, the music
And, darling, an armful of you.
I can see myself doing
The things that I never could do.
It is true, but only when you are in my arms.

Anonymous

Unhappy

For the problems
To be thought
And pleasure of being sad,
I’d rather glad to be unhappy.

Mypoetry

I know my poetry is not
Ayam Golek Bermadu or Nasi Kerabu,
I don’t want those who read my poetry
throw them into Sungai Kelantan,
I just want the readers to taste my poetry delicious,
As delicious as Akok Panas or Jala Emas.

24^th October 2005
12:50pm
My class