.kiko kiki lala.

aku sakit buat orang sakit percayalah, aku sakit aku sangat sakit kalau aku boleh ambil semua kesakitan aku ambil biar aku sakit sendiri! biar!  aku boleh aku sanggup tanggung sendiri aku tak mahu orang lain sakit sebab aku aku lebih sakit lihat orang sakit tolong jangan sakit sebab aku tolong jangan sakit sebab aku tolong jangan sakit sebab aku, please aku tahu ada ubatnya nanti, carilah disana tiada ubatnya pada aku disini

March is coming to an end soon,  but I wish it won't be this soon. I don't want it to end, baby,  Cause it's been a hell of a month fr me. Oh, I'm twenty one now but I'm living like a sixteen, this life's wonderful if you look at the small things. friends or foes, let us live like you'll die tomorrow, cause it's the only way to leave all your sorrow. It's time to grow but i want to stay young forever. because in life, it's either now or never. Oh, I'm twenty one now but I'm living like a twenty six. this life is full with colour in wonderful mix. but this world does not only revolves around you, because in here, there are other creatures too. friends or foes, let us live with no regret, cause all that shit we can surely forget. oh, then once you died, what is left is your name. and so please, please, just don't tarnish it with shame.

jiwa kacau kalut melalut jauh ke laut serabut bagaikan sabut tatkala ini.. aku rasakan mahu berlari lari jauh hingga ke penghujungnya aku mahu mendongak mentari aku mahu terbaring, mengira bintang di langit aku mahu ketawa dengan jenaka kamu yang sinis aku mahu pergi ke situ semula hati aku bukan di sini lagi hati aku tertinggal di situ

Sometimes, you just plain tired of hearing people comments and remarks once they get to know that you are currently pursuing your study in English Linguistic & Literature courses. Some people, yes they do have a good perception with people like us but others simply underestimate us.  Kau pernah belajar bersungguh-sungguh, tanam cita tinggi-tinggi dan capai keputusan yang cemerlang tapi kau ada rasa kekurangan, seolah-olah kau tak rasa cukup puas dengan apa yang kau buat? itu lah apa yang aku rasa masa habis SPM. Dengan keputusan 10A 1B, mestilah kau akan pikir, apa lagi yang aku nak? kalau apply scholar, InsyaAllah ada keizinan mungkin akan dapat dan tentunya lagi baik pursue courses yang dikira 'bagus' dan 'hebat' macam Engineering, Medic, Architecture, Biotech dan seangkatan dengannya. tapi apesal aku still rasa aku ni loser?  N the fact yang kau merupakan seorang bekas pelajar SBP yang memang sudah ditanam dengan satu pemikiran yang kau dikira berjaya dengan be...

Be Near Me   by  Faiz Ahmed Faiz translated by Naomi Lazard Be near me now, My tormenter, my love, be near me— At this hour when night comes down, When, having drunk from the gash of sunset, darkness comes With the balm of musk in its hands, its diamond lancets, When it comes with cries of lamentation,                                              with laughter with songs; Its blue-gray anklets of pain clinking with every step. At this hour when hearts, deep in their hiding places, Have begun to hope once more, when they start their vigil For hands still enfolded in sleeves; When wine being poured makes the sound                        ...

bring on the x-ray and see what's there beneath this skin cut this heart open and see what's it really looks like what's there? what's there inside me? i'd say i'd say this to you, "its better not to taste the sweetness of love than to have your heart broken" "its better to love someone from afar than having left by someone you love" but i'd say i'd say this to you "be it once, twice or thousands of times i had my heart broken don't, please don't,  don't stop believing in love,  don't stop believing in you.." the scar, the pain may hurt you but it will never kill you it never will and that's when you learn and that's when you stand up stronger and that's when you feel alive live, my child! live and let love come to you

kau tahu apa yang aku rasa? kau tahu? kau tahu apa yang tersurat di sisi hati aku yang rapuh ini? kau tahu apa yang aku fikirkan di minda kerdil lagi jahil ini? tahu? tahu?! jangan kau perkatakan apa-apa tentang aku,   jika kau hanya lihat zahirnya dahulu. jangan kau bawa cerita-cerita palsu, jika cetek sahaja yang kau tahu. diamkan sahaja mulut itu, jika tiada baik yang mampu kau suarakan! tutupkan sahaja mata itu, jika tiada indah yang mampu kau lihatkan! kau tidak tahu aku, kau tidak tahu sebenar-benarnya aku. p/s: ini puisi aku yang pertama dalam Bahasa Melayu. harap lepas ni dapat buat lagi banyak puisi dalam bahasa ibunda. 

this people are absolute inspiration! cheerios miss sheena! *my lecturer* 

there are times, some times, not that much of times..  just  a tiny portion of times from your life.. that i wish i can take from u. times in which i can pour my little stories out, of little dreams of mine that i built inside this little mind, of little wishes that never seem to come true, of little problems that never seem to fade. i wish u can hear my heart screaming, of my pain, of my endearing sorrow, of my wounds that never seems to heal. i wish u can reach out your strong pair of hands and bring me out of this tiny little pitch  of darkness, of secrets, of memories. i wish u hear my inner voice, u can just sit here for a while and get to know me. the real me, not the one that had been tarnished by this pain. not the one that filled with vindictive flame of grudge, of past. the real me, that i'm sure you'll come to love, to adore, to amaze. come, and listen to me. we'll cuddle next to each other. while u shift myself back to my re...

we lose.  we lose. yes, we did. accept it, we did. embrace it, we did. but not enough to put a stop . not enough to crush us to bits. for we, are united.  we, are immortal.  we, are the red devil. we'll never know how to die. we'll never know when to surrender. we'll just keep close together. even when the whole world is against us . we're growing stronger. next season, with better game. gloryglorymanunited. :')

how life would be without labels? yeah, what if cool ain't cool? beautiful ain't beautiful? stupid ain't stupid? isn't it great? isn't it wonderful? what are we becoming now? fooling around, faking ourselves. walk in this path full of lies.  when we know, we all know, there's other way better than this. why do you do that, dear? do you really like what you've become? is this what you really want to do? why impress them, who do not bother?  why impress them, who'll hate you more? when we know, we all know, when there's only one whom you shall prove. i know, yeah i know this anger, this frustrations won't do me any good. when all i can do is just watch you. how you being wretched. how you keep hurting yourself. i can't help you. i'm too small. i wish i could, dear. i wish i do. i'm a part of this. yeah, i'm one of you too. but can i run? can i go? can i? oh, please...can i? i wish i could, dear. ...

“ I can hear so much in your sighs And I can see so much in your eyes There are words we both could say But don’t talk, put your head on my shoulder Come close, close your eyes and be still Don’t talk, take my hand and let me hear your heart beat Being here with you feels so right We could live forever tonight Lets not think about tomorrow And don’t talk put your head on my shoulder Come close, close your eyes and be still Don’t talk, take my hand and listen to my heart beat Listen, listen, listen. Don’t talk, put your head on my shoulder Don’t talk, close your eyes and be still Don’t talk, put your head on my shoulder Don’t talk, close your eyes and be still Don’t talk, put your head on my shoulder ” — The Beach Boys //  Don’t Talk, Put Your Head On My Shoulder kiko: ahhh, the good feeling it gives to you. 

Before you came, by Faiz Ahmad Faiz. Translation by Agha Shahid Ali Before you came, things were as they should be: the sky was the dead-end of sight, the road was just a road, wine merely wine. Now everything is like my heart, a color at the edge of blood: the grey of your absence, the color of poison, or thorns, the gold when we meet, the season ablaze, the yellow of autumn, the red of flowers, of flames, and the black when you cover the earth with the coal of dead fires. And the sky, the road, the glass of wine? The sky is a shirt wet with tears, the road a vein about to break, and the glass of wine a mirror in which the sky, the road, the world keep changing. Don’t leave now that you’re here— Stay. So the world may become like itself again: so the sky may be the sky, the road a road, and the glass of wine not a mirror, just a glass of wine. love this poem with all my heart.  ♥

so many things to tell, so little time. so many assignment to do, so little time. so many subjects to study, so little time. everyday  every minutes  every seconds time flies away like little birds on the sky. we keep on complaining, when it is really us that needs to be blamed. the only thing wise to do is, shut ur eyes. contemplate. imagine how the world goes.  in slow motion.

i can't help but feel insecure. n i don't want u to be the victim of my insecurity. it's not that i don't want this to happen. it just that i'm afraid. i don't want to hurt u. i just want u to smile. that smile of yours, it warms my heart. n i don't want to be the reason for it to go away.

i come across this poem during my poetry class. this has to be one of my favorite ones. haha. because it stuck on my mind already. although it may look as a simple poem, but it holds a deeper meaning. this poem, i would like to dedicate it to all the youth of Malaysia. it depicts most of young Malaysia nowadays. yes, the case may be different for some of us. but it almost the same anyway.  We real cool. We Left school. We Lurk late. We Strike straight. We  Sing sin. We Thin gin. We Jazz June. We Die soon Malaysia maybe a free country, but the people within...some of us are still imprisoned by our own mind. think about it again.  but i still love my country anyway. i hate those ppl who want to ruin the unity within all the different races in our country and i hate those BENDERA shitters who try to ruin our brotherhood with our closest siblings, Indonesia.  let us try to improve ourselves as well as improve Malaysia for a better future. :)

what is left for thee to hold when God meant it to be released? hath God deny its fate, hath God want it to end. and hence,  in this path thou shalt stop thou shalt breath in the air thou shalt turn thy head away. hath this not mean thou giving up but this shalt be a new spring. hath this not mean thou shalt sit but this shalt be for thee to stand. there's is light in the dark. that thou shalt find. thou walk and walk till thy eyes can see. "i shalt live, i shalt live" ps: Dear God, I love you.

u r a sweetie pie. u never fail to make me smile. i'm glad u r here. u always lending ur ear. this feeling we share. makes us a lovely pair. oh, u r a sweetie pie. when im with u, i always smile.