Past Life and the Hopes

I thought my dream would never comes

Memory is a stranger

History is a nightmare

And dream is a mystery

Day by day, you make me suffer

Come on, open me your door

I just want your loving

If you cannot give me more

I can see you standing there

You know you're worth the try

Let me guide you in my spaceship

And I know one day it's to go

Why don't you give me one more chance?

To fall in love with you

All you know is what you see

No more reasons you want to hear

And I'm surely it will never come true

The moon comes at night

I searched the sky from where I stand

Look for the highest place in space to calm

But I saw the stars stood up in the sky

And I saw you crying

How can you ever be good 

when you don't see a reason?

How can you trust an old friend

when you don't even care for one?

All that's left is just to say a last good bye.

A Man Young and Old - Part II (Human Dignity)

Like the moon her kindness is,
If kindness I may call
What has no comprehension in't,
But is the same for all
As though my sorrow were a scene
Upon a painted wall.
So like a bit of stone I lie
Under a broken tree.
I could recover if I shrieked
My heart's agony
To passing bird, but I am dumb
From human dignity.

A Man Young and Old - Part I (First Love)

Though nurtured like the sailing moon

In beauty's murderous brood,

She walked awhile and blushed awhile

And on my pathway stood

Until I thought her body bore

A heart of flesh and blood.

But since I laid a hand thereon

And found a heart of stone

I have attempted many things

And not a thing is done,

For every hand is lunatic

That travels on the moon.

She smiled and that transfigured me

And left me but a lout,

Maundering here, and maundering there,

Emptier of thought

Than the heavenly circuit of its stars

When the moon sails out.

Bird Or Beast?

Did any bird come flying

After the prisoners,

When the door was shut against them

And they sat down to grieve?

I think not Prisoner's peacock

Splendid to see,

And I think not Police's eagle;

But a dove may be.

Did any beast come pushing

Through the thorny hedge

Into the thorny thistly world,

Out from Eden's edge?

I think not a lion,

Though his strength is such;

But an innocent loving lamb

May have done as much.

If the dove preached from her bough

and the lamb from his sod,

The lamb and dove

Were preachers sent from Allah.

Aidilfitri

SALAM AIDILFITRI (>.<)