the end

hey,
stop there,
i have something to share,
do not leave me because i care,
and the story begins in nowhere.

listen to me,
the story does not fill in the whole paper,
not even half of the letter,
breath deeper,
i throw them all together.

it has no intro for you,
it has no conclusion for you,
it might only waiting for a comment from you,

the shortest story i wanna share with you,
it is,
i love you.

The End.

~bila mahu sambung jog?

ahhhhhh

muka tak boleh blah,
ayat selalu gelabah,
apa mabuk ka entah,
sorry sikit lah,
sikit lah,
apa kau punya madah?
jangan hanya ludah,
takut jilat sendiri kau juga susah,
aku sekadar berkata,
sendiri mahu ingat bah.

~pencarian sekadar permulaan
~penemuan sekadar mukadimah

gatal hidung

hey,
why don't you ask,
the very good vast,
instead of leaning on your lust,
thus,
he has no guts,
to say something he trusts,
is that a must,
go die lah!
better if it too fast.

~semua singkat belaka

breaking news

bila exam postponed..
ticket?
rumah?
jobs?
shows?
rasa bosan?
melangut?
study?

~makin malas

.

...
bila satu .
semua dikatakan tamat.
.
.
tapi macam biasa,
manusia.
sudah ada .
akan tetap disambung.
macam aku.
tetap sambung.
.
.
...

~if they can talk?

canda dari rukuk

mandi bercawan basah,
kau faham makna gerhana,
bila sudah berlapik tidak setara,
mata pudar,
mungkin tidak,
mandi bercawan basah,
manusia hanya tahu bercanda,
ditanya rukuk geleng kepala,
mandi bercawan basah.

~everyone lives with the same aim. they forget.

concuss

feeling feels great,
when you ever imagined the sort of life you have arranged,
in the top of not so top of topless among top of the top mate,
and yes you might come out with an amazing pun to shred,
then you let them to play while you putting on the square hat,
oh now i get,
it is concussing to feel the feeling great.

~selamat sejahtera lah pada semua

watch or learn..mana kau mau

come and learn on how to devastate,
click and run on how to be great,
when you have grown thus yet,

and look back with faith,

things hang on and make us fret,

watch and learn,
do not be fooled by getting wet,
of the rain of our own pet.

~bila kita mahu sesuatu kita seringkali lupa akan sesuatu

hampir pukul dua

bila manusia berkata,
lautan pun belum tentu kenal pantai,
sementelah,
terasa terus digapai,
oleh ombak yang hanya tahu melambai,
tidak termeterai.

bila manusia berkata.
bila manusia berkata.

~bila aku nak study?

brunch

smell.
taste.
simple.
awesome.
full.
boleh la..

~mushroom soup and corn flakes : great mixer

FYVM

"Fuck you, fuck you very very much"..
oh, sorry..itu ringtone henset ku,
bunyi tak berhenti berlagu,
ku gapai dengan malas kau tahu,
yeah, sudah di tangan ku,
tapi lagu sudah berlalu.

buka mata sebelah,
awal lagi lah,
baru pukul sebelas setengah,
hahhahaha...

"4 missed calls"
huh?
henset ku ini kan,
jarang ada panggilan,
kalau letak dalam kotak perkakasan,
tinggalkan,
sehari, dua hari walau pun lapan,
komfom,
mesti ada satu ja miscall atau sms di paparan.

ini,
ada 4,
dapat ku bau dengan cepat,
click button view rapat-rapat,
yeah!!!!!
macam gampang...lambat!!!
henset loading macam siput rumah pak mat,
ok..
tertera dengan tepat,
'My Pa' yang hebat.

apa yang perlu aku buat?
call la balik bangsat!
tanya pula hati sesat..

trut trut..
bunyi lain la,
dengar di halwa,
makcik oversea pula berkata,
"this is your...bla bla bla"
shit!
tiada kredit la!!

sorry Pa,
nnt you call I semula,
I janji I jawab dengan sopannya..
hahahaha..

tidur semula,
terasa malasnya..
baru mahu membuta,
"Fuck you, fuck you very very much"..
okay. fine.

Him : bla bla bla bla bla..hahaha
Me : ya Pa? bla bla bla bla..hahaha
Him : Ok la bah. bla bla bla bla
Me : Ooooh. Ok. Ok. bla bla bla ehh??
Him : Tut tut tut..

itu la my Pa,
hanya berkata benda perlu sahaja,
belum sempat anakanda handsome beliau habis berbicara,
sudah ditekan punat off pada telefonnya..
haish,
apa pun,
seronok dengar suaranya,
pa and mama,
saya rindu kamu berdua,
tidur aah.

~top list in my caller Billboard
1.My Pa
2.My Ma

impedir kata Roberto Martinez..eh?

rain has stopped.
wind has stopped.
the sound has stopped.
i thought they have never stopped.
they might never stop.
but still they stop.
violence?
war?
hm..
no impedir. no impedir.

nothing.

~jum makan mushroom soup
~layan katun pun stail

coercive tu apa?

when all the pieces of time,
let me believe in all eulogy rhyme,
i found the great hunting of wine,
reddish yet bluish in jar of mine.

the voice could have let me to win,
wanting the sky to feel into grin,
close the windows out of my skin,
and try to be better other than spin..

let smooth let it passive,
as long as there is no coercive.

~jom makan kon fleks

pieces

hundred years I've been in love with you
deep inside there's no one only you
yet it's hard for me to tell you the truth,
should I let it be like this
should I let it be like this

~supposed to be a part of Razi's song lyric, but i cut it out ~_~

cool

the smile has made my day,
when it turned out into a clay,
for me to play,
stick in the hands and stay,
whenever i go it stinks and may.

and the time has come,
goodbye,
farewell,
take care,
words of the day.

forget me if you have to,
because i am nothing just yet in you,
you will be away,
the time you there,
i will be somewhere,
and forever it will be true,
i would be just smiling to see the picture of you.
thanks for accepting me though i have such a dirty clue,
and keeping the ugly truth,
it was nice to know you.

~ cool
~hujan non-stop