Monday, October 22, 2012

Pilihan Minggu Ini

Perlahan pintu ditolak, dan aku masuk
'Ding'
Loceng di atas pintu menjemput datang.
Then, I look for my favourite seat,
A little farther from the counter, tepi sedikit daripada tingkap.
Nampak sedikit pemandangan luar, dan digabungkan sedikit dengan suasana di dalam kedai kopi.

Sebenarnya ada beberapa meja pun lebih kurang begitu.
No specific reason why the one there is my favorite.
Really.
Usai kaki menjejak ke dalam, aku lihat ke meja itu, kosong tiada orang.
Bagus.

Terus, kaki berjalan menuju ke kaunter dengan gadis bertag nama ‘Jamilah’ berada di balik sana.
Gaya urban. Nama kampung. Kontra. Seksi

Lalu dia menyapa,
“Hai the most handsomest guy in the world, how do you like your coffee today?”
Okay, exaggerate.
“Hot latte please, creamy, extra foam”

Minutes later i got my drug and heads to the favourite seat.
Perlahan aku duduk, sambil kemas meletak kopi di atas meja.
Kopi dibiarkan sahaja, sambil aku memandang ke arah luar.
Everyone is walking in such hurry and the traffic is awful.
Kota yang sibuk.

Menung.

Then, i get back to my coffee,
Perlahan liquid di dalam cawan itu dikacau, sebelum dicicip berhati-hati.
And then i wander,

Menung lagi.
Moody dan in denial.

I used to have coffee with someone here in this coffee shop.
We both usually meet here after long stressful days to have a chat.
Teman wanita aku sebenarnya,
pada masa itu.

And maybe I lied when I said there is no specific reason for the favorite seat.
She is the fucking reason meja ini menjadi kegemaran sampai hari ini.

Kami berdua akan order mocha seperti biasa, perisa kegemaran setiap kali datang.
Black and strong,as always.

Dan cicip bersama.
Sharing stories and sorrow.
Minum kopi dan curi-curi pandang satu sama lain.
Kadang malu, kadang gila.
Punching each other and laugh.

Tapi kadang dia akan order latte.
And when I ask her why,
She would say,
Sekali sekala saya mahu merasa perisa yang lain dari kebiasaan.
Dalam sebulan tu, adalah seminggu dia akan order latte.
It’s nice to try something different from your favourite, at times.
It gave you new perspective, new dimension, she would later add.

Aku angguk, tanda faham.
Atau tidak.

But that was dulu.
Sekarang, aku seorang.
Cuma aku dan latte di depan ni.

Aku lihat cecair dadah di atas meja itu yang masih panas.
Dan berkata dalam hati,
Sama sahaja aku dengan latte ini,

We’re just the flavour of the week.

Friday, March 2, 2012

random

the rev dah tiada, apa guna a7x datang malaysia

Sunday, February 26, 2012

Thursday, January 19, 2012

hyenas

i am a slave of the darkness
as mid-night draws,i sniff for your soul
hanker for your black shining hair, your red cherry cheekbone
aching for your mumble lips

down the street i gone with my barren lust
lurking around, waiting,
silent hunting
yearning for your crazy kitten smile

i want to munch your eternal glowing beauty,
i want to bite your arrogant flawless face
and eat the shine of your flowery eyes

as the moon creeps behind the shadow of the darkness
and midnight ends, i shall be home
laze in the bushes lazily, at bliss
for i have you, in me.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

simultaneous collision

falling in love is a madness act that moved at its own pace. it is not a dependable variable that follow the pace of the person we are falling with.no, it moved on its own. the person who we are falling with meanwhile, have the pace of their own. these two feelings have things for each other but they doesn't move simultaneously, sometimes its too early or too fast and sometimes its too slow or too late.the uneven velocity is the problem. its not like physics, where you can calculate simultaneous collision by predicting the result at every point of collision or resting contact by using the formula vf = −e vi. no, falling in love is not science for fuck sake, its beyond logic. we can't predict the pace and velocity of others. falling in love is taking risk, an act that you commit alone, not together. the feelings will collide every now and then, and it is what you do during the collision (ignoring the fact that you didn't know its a collision phase) that determine the outcome.


ps: selamat ulangtahun

Monday, October 31, 2011

i ask my heart,

i ask my heart, why i can't sleep at nights..

my heart replied,
its because you sleep in the afternoon. don't act like you're in love all the time : D

Sunday, October 9, 2011

staring star

i have to find the perfect spot,
the reliable telescopes,
the right mood,
and the calmest night,
to gaze at the sky,
and stare at the most beautiful star
dancing its way on galaxies,


or i can just wait until its monday,
and sit beside you.



ps: happy birthday to me. yeay

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Wednesday in winter

i love you little
but so straightforwardly
for that is more,
than loving you immense
but so complexly

modest,
but relentless

unassuming,
self effacing

little by little i love you
until it is not so straightforward anymore
what started off as a quiet emotion
little by little,
turn into something that is not so little anymore

louder and louder it grew,
from Wednesday in winter to Saturday in summer
depict a major emotion cry out
from day to day,
to days
for today i love you immense,

and now it becomes complex

Thursday, September 29, 2011

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

dissolve in me

now come to me, my frozen summer bee
around me linger, until its winter
fold thyself around sweet cuppa tea,
sleep honey bee don't you worry
hear my ancient letter, close your eyes my dear,
crumble upon ye lily, until gone, thou weary
glide into thy sea, and dissolve in me

and in love with me and me only

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

a fish that has a secret wish

And the rattlesnake said,
"I wish I had hands so
I could hug you like a man."
And then the cactus said,
"Don't you understand,
My skin is covered with sharp spikes
That'll stab you like a thousand knives.
A hug would be nice,
But hug my flower with your eyes.

kimya dawson

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Friday, September 23, 2011

remote astro rosak

love means differently for different person. how you define love might not be the same as how aunty jual surat khabar dekat tepi lorong define it. but that doesn't mean aunty jual surat khabar tepi lorong punya love wasn't true.it is not the same, but that is how she define it, it is true to her. each of us has different kind of heart, rasa lain-lain. cara tunjuk sayang lain-lain, cara tunjuk ambil berat lain-lain. people have their own ways to express feelings. tapi apek jual kerepek depan flat sana perogol bersiri

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

gvakaflakdj




i miss simple things in life

Sunday, September 18, 2011

saka

sekarang ini jam menunjukkan pukul 2.18 pagi,
aku tengah makan nasi tomato,
lauk daging kicap dengan ayam kari,
pinggan yang ketiga

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Angel




Angel
I have a dream of you I can't defined
You've been on my mind
Don't go
I'll be lost without you by my side
Lost and on my own
Yeah I'm falling for an angel

Angel
Your brightest star is shining next to mine
Every night and day
Do you know
Stars exploded then they fade away
Then they fade away
Yeah I'm falling for an angel
Yeah I'm falling for an angel

Would you please be my baby
Come by and I lay you down
I'm loving when you say I love you too

Won't you please be my honey
I'm sorry that I let you down
Your eyes are breaking my heart in two
Break my heart in two

Angel
May the One above us keep you safe
For the rest of days
If He knows
How I love the smile all on your face
He guide you here to stay

Yeah I'm falling for an angel
Yeah I'm falling for an angel


Yeah angel




*when you're silent it speaks, when you speak it is silent

Friday, September 2, 2011

Thursday, August 25, 2011

LOL

Perempuan: "Awak tengok apa lagi? Dah azan tu."

Lelaki: "Tengok muka awak. Kan sunat berbuka dengan yang manis-manis."

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

lovers in Paris

ze beautiful sunset creeps behind Eiffel
center of Les Lilas and Maison Blanche
charming orange sky of Paris hums affection wordlessly
romantic whispering of zephyr starts to flow slowly
tickles every hearts in the city of love

j'entends ta voix dans tous les bruits du monde

center of Eiffel, there was you and I
holding hands,
palm to palm, chest to chest.
softly our noses collide
gazing at each other,
smiling
lookin inside ze chocolate rounded eyes makes me melt

en dehors de tes yeux, il n'y a pas de jardins

stealing kisses upon the fading shadows
murmurs sweet promises that only heaven knows
lost in the mist of love
two lovers who fall in love in Paris

on such a wonderful and tender orange evening, i just wanna say
je t'aimerai toute ma vie

Monday, August 22, 2011

Ahmad Nawab bin Syamsul Subkidin Baki

Ahmad Nawab sedang berkira-kira untuk meluahkan perasannnya terhadap makcik kantin sekolah depan rumahnya, Sherry. tak padan dengan makcik kantin, nama macam artis.

"Hi,Sherry. buat apa tu. goreng keropok ke. keropok ikan eh. saya paling suka keropok ikan. saya baru bangun nh, sebenarnya saya ada benda nak cakap. tadi saya mimpi awak. sebenarnya dah banyak malam jugak saya mimpi awak. entah lah, kebelakangan ni saya selalu fikir pasal awak. selalunya hari isnin lah saya fikir pasal awak, hari selasa pun sama jugak. bila hari minggu banyak sikit dari hari rabu dengan khamis. hari jumaat saya pergi semayang jumaat. saya sebenarnya suka awak. awak cantik dan baik. awak goreng keropok sedap. terutamanya keropok ikan. awak suka saya?"

Ahmad Nawab type pada henfonnya. belum send lagi, Ahmad Nawab baca balik apa yang ditulisnya. takut2 kalau ada tersalah tulis ke kan. selepas baca, Ahmad Nawab membuat beberapa potongan kepada ayat yang tidak perlu ala2 editor di Random House agar luahan perasaaan ini kedengaran lebih padu di henfon milik Sherry


"Hi,Sherry. buat apa tu. goreng keropok ke. saya baru bangun nh, sebenarnya saya ada benda nak cakap. tadi saya mimpi awak. sebenarnya dah banyak malam jugak saya mimpi awak. entah lah, kebelakangan ni saya selalu fikir pasal awak.saya sebenarnya suka awak. awak cantik dan baik. awak goreng keropok sedap. awak suka saya?"


okay kali ini punya lebih mantap bilang Ahmad Nawab dalam hati. dah buang segala hari2 apa yang pukimak tidak perlu sebentar tadi. hal keropok ikan juga sudah dipendekkan. nak send ke nh. aish baca balik lah kata Ahmad Nawab dalam hati. Ahmad Nawab nh asek kata dalam hati je.


"Hi,Sherry. buat apa tu. goreng keropok ke. saya baru bangun nh.saya sebenarnya suka awak. awak cantik dan baik. awak goreng keropok sedap. awak suka saya?"


yang nh lebih kemas rasanya kata Ahmad Nawab bukan di dalam hati. tapi kenapa tiba2 lepas bangun tidur cakap saya suka awak pulak. macam tak kena je.takut niat tu tak sampai pulak, macam panjang sangat je. bila nak luah perasaan nh ayat kena pendek dan bermakna. dieditnya oleh Ahmad Nawab buat kali terakhir.


"Hi,Sherry. buat apa tu. goreng keropok ke. awak goreng keropok sedap la. saya suka makan keropok terutamanya keropok ikan"


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