The Adobe of Wisdoms

I come to realise even though

I sell my soul

I wouldn’t get what my heart desires

Because no one can fulfill it.

I had spend all my times and energy

My thought and feeling

My Emotion and spirit

It comes to naught but tears.

The tears are so devastated

That it squeezes your heart asunder

Wrinkles every lines of your face

Blurring your sight

Till you can’t see the truth no more.

What you see are the Datuk’s and Tan Sri’s

The talk of power and wealth

Among the circles of the elites

Rubbing shoulders

Exchanging laughters

Amidst rhetoric

In the world of make believe

Till it sipped in your heart

And affecting your soul.

Oh my soul!

Detach yourself from the suffering body

Where the pain resides in every loop of the veins in every corner of the bone marrows

Don’t let yourself be buried

in tandem with helpless body

the adobe of continual suffering

in the system of temporal life

You’re not dead or alive

You’re eternal

You’re the adobe of wisdoms

Free yourself from the suffering body

detach yourself from

the torment of pains

Oh my soul burn that bridge!

Cos’ I want to live as others do

Those who taste the sweetness of life

Every loop of their veins

Every corner of their bone marrows

Are filled with zikirullah!

Oh God!

Have

Thy mercy on my body and soul

Let me taste the tip of sweetness of life.

Amin.

The Don't s and the Do's

Do not ask for sympathy and love but acquire respect and honour

Do not habour anger and hatred but show love and respect

Do not lament your weaknesses but portray your dignity

Do not think what you have not but go and get what you want

Do not be passive with destiny but actively create destinies

Do not believe you are nobody but you can make yourself somebody

Do not think you have not enough time but time can be expanded at your wish

Do not fall silent like a fool but say out sincerely, with dignity, and wisely

Do not wish to build a mountain instantaneously but be consistent and focused in what you do

Do not ask to go prematurely but ready to go only after things are accomplished

Do not admit you are weak but believe that you are strong and can handle anything

Do not afraid to be with people but go and be nice with them

Do not destroy your friendships but strengthen them harmoniously

A Good Heart Most of All

To go and die

I am a Muslim

If God had made me a Samurai

I had committed Hara-kiri

And died in honor

An honor of a man had long gone

But I choose to stayAs always

Even though the sight of future was predictable

Have I had not learned that a man with a small heart

Shouldn't ask for more?

Yes I shouldn't ask for more …

Shouldn't dream for more …

Especially from the mortals

The more you hope

The more you ask

The more disgraceful you are

Face it oh son of Adam

Die in honor

How much little you have

It's a gift of God

At the end of the day

Even your life belongs to God

He will decide when you should return it

Then what is an honor for a man?

May be to stand tall

Be nice to people

Be contented with little that you have

And having a good heart most of all.

The Agony of Lovers

The Agony of lovers

The Agony of loversBurns with the fire of passion.

Lovers leave traces of where they've been.

The wailing of broken hearts

Is the doorway to God.

Happiness and Sorrows

If you happen to see a glimpse of happiness go for it

Because you never know when sorrow will overtake you

Never envy over others' happiness, but pray that they will last eternally

Neither rejoice over others' sorrows, but pray that they wouldn't be for long

What is life without sorrows or happiness?

It will be life void of hopes and dreams

A heart may cease to live without hopes and dreams

Oh God have mercy on me

Bring back all the hopes and dreams

So that I can continue this journey

Be it for happiness or sorrows

As long as You are pleased