too much of things spoiled

when i was younger, i don't do 5.
its whether 8,9 or 2,3.
never once 5.
5 is just not good enough.
it whether you get it all, or nothing at all.
when i was in high school, i want everything.
i didn't understand the concept of moderation.
years of understanding, learning and accepting,
i get to the point where i can say,
hey 5 is not that bad


we can live happily with simple things in life

roger, over and out

hmph

. .

blind man

there is a blind man, live at the corner of the street
he had an accident when he was 2,
and have been blind since,

he live in the dark for almost 30 years already,
he memorized all the corner on the street,
all the shop in the city,
everything is at the back of his head
he have a beautiful girlfriend and live happily at a charming apartment
one day, something happened.
all the effort he and his girlfriend have put in come into result.
the doctor had came up with some way.
miraculously, he can see again.
he and his girlfriend both cried joyously
he can now see again
he can now see again.
stand on the street and see people, the trees, the cars
get on the roof and enjoy the sky, the clouds, the rainbow.
he seems very happy.

but sadly, the happiness wasn't meant to last
weeks later, he got into a brawl with his girlfriend,
and end up walking separate ways.

he dumped that poor girl.
the girl that taught him how to cross the tricky street on the city,
the girl that tell him cotton candy is not a cloud
the girl that pick him up and wipe his cut when he fell down.
the poor little girl that always been there for him for the last 10 years.
only because she have a scar on her face.

so ask yourself,
is seeing really help?

deep in his heart, he realized, its harder to see things now.
living is easier with eyes closed.
30 years of living in the dark had taught him to see the inner beauty of people
to ignore all the flaw on the surface,
to see what is inside,one that really matter ,
to overlook the imperfection, and see it as the new perfect
to see the beautiful soul within,
he suddenly forgot all this when he can see with his eyes again.

so yeah, living is easier with eyes closed,
we are vulnerable human being,
we believe what we see with our eyes,
even sometimes, it lead us to the wrong path.
its harder to see people when you use your vision.
we always judge people on the outside.
so take your time, and close your eyes.
because when you closed your eyes,
you see with heart.

that magical feeling

dulu, every time i passed kfc simpang 4 i felt something.
that some kind of magical feeling yang buat kau senyum sorang2 tunggu traffic light jadi hijau.
ada sikit2 macam orang tak betul
now, there is no more such thing. no more magic no nothing.
just a regular simpang 4

srchr

its mabhubku by the way, not marbuku. by azreel azhar


bagaimana aku tidak merintih rindu..
umpama dalam menunggu siang tanpa jemu..
pahitnya itu manis padaku ,ku korbankan nyawa pada mahbubku..
satukanlah aku dalam 1.

apakah "AKU" Apakah "KAMU"..
apakah Hamba apakah Ratu..
bagi org yang cinta melulu smua itu dipandang 1..

tunjukkan aku apa dia yg 1 itu..

wahai yang maha cinta..
engkaulah rumah akulah tangga..
manakah rumah manakah tangga.??
wahai engkau yang bebas..
dari "AKU" & "KITA"
manakah "AKU" manakah "KITA"..??

biarku sakit biarku duka..
asalkan mahbubku senang & suka..
titisan air mata demi untuknya..
menjadi mutiara akhirnya...

-akar januari 11

kadang2 loan aku nh suka buat kelakar

i saw a robert browning's poem collection for just myr08.90 and i can't even afford that.
now isn't that just sad
i am totally broke

azam tahun baru

cuba capai azam tahun lepas


salam maal hijrah

perbualan 2 belia mengenai isu semasa

my bestfriend's wedding

speechless :)

Don't

Don’t leave me when the street lamp at the corner sallow

When the falcate moon threaten to take away its yellow

When envy owls sing their mellow and lonely orion has no one to follow

For I can’t find saccharine heaven to borrow

To catch your flying tears and sorrow

Your framed sadness and hollow

Don’t leave me when myriad rain begins to fall

For my barren faith are dried up in a lost incarnations

Don’t leave me when silky breeze and soft zephyr brawl

For my thousand grieve are still in conception

Don’t leave me when ashen butterflies plots gloomy intoxication

When a destined lies trapped beneath unconsolidated innocence

When the pale waves fabricate a sad pastel ocean

For your temperate devotion is a renowned notion

Don’t leave me when the sympathy ripped and bleed

When the soul is prick and the heart is sick

Don’t

beautiful freak

Some people think you have a problem
But that problem lies only within
Just 'cause you are not like the others

But that is why I love you
Beautiful freak
Beautiful freak

-eels

The ballad of us

Tonight the wind paused, revulsion rendered humanity.

Aberrant mankind scurried in such perplexity

Scattered shamelessly upon the ghost of confusion

But we,

We couldn’t care much,

Because arms in arms we are,

Side by side to each other.

Stealing kisses upon the darkness.

Tonight the moon trembled, all the lost stars shivered.

Humanity exposed, witnessed their crown find ways in a cosmic highway,

Bustled in such a lost profound.

Confound become the rhythm,

To a familiar song of death.

Tears from the depth of some divine despair

But for us,

For us the entire are lost in ignorance

Because your eyes is where I’m staring at

Your hand is what I’m holding to

Lost in a garden where we sing our own song.

The meteor crash down, raucously furrow sinful civilization

Such perfect plot for the valley of death

Tonight the earth stumbled,

Lose its footing and slipped,

Such cenotaph of fatality,

But for us,

All are gone in decree

Because tonight,

you are right here with me

i'll wait for it to come

091010

A dream you dream alone is only a dream. A dream you dream together is reality.
-John Lennon

happy birthday John

minggu melantak

melantakk je kerjaa

a chance to live

there is no point comparing nadal to federer

Seriously, the media keep comparing both of them following the Spaniard triumph at the US Open recently. Nadal, being modest as his usual played down the talk of being the greatest ever tennis player and said Federer will always be a good example for kids. Personally, I think there is no need to compare them. All players have their own prime period and each generation will be replaced by the next. Federer has passed his prime. Winning a record 16 Grand Slam has placed his name in tennis history, and he is arguably the most decorated tennis player ever. Not only that, having been supported Federer for 10 years, i realized there are just too much crazy statistic and record had been broken by him such as reaching 23 Grand Slam semi-final in a row, winning 3 Slam in a season for 3 times and much more. If that little creature from Mallorca Nadal is not around, Federer might be winning 20 Slams already. so yeah, stop comparing. Federer is Federer. Nadal is Nadal. Federer is more artistic player while Nadal is more physical, eh im starting to make a comparison stop it. arghhh. okay so yeah, the point is each player has their own moment. Sampras had his moment. When he rounded off 14 Slam, his place in history was saved. Even though Federer came later on and build his own legacy, the Sampras legacy was already saved. Nadal, just 24 years of age and already had 9 Slams to his name might go and break Federer's title record, but that will not take away anything from Federer as his place in tennis history is also saved. get the point? Tennis fan around the world should be thankful to be lucky enough to witness the two overlapped their generation and still competing for titles.

di sebuah pagi yang hening

"mama dah nak pergi nh, nak ikut tak.kalau nak ikut cepat la siap2"


"nak pergi mana?"


"pergi berak.kah kah kah kah kah kah"


fine. baru 10-1

taking a chance on love

"you've got to risk love,
it doesn't mean that you're never going to get hurt,
but the pain you feel will never compare
to the regret that comes from walking away from love"