wahai sang angin
di kejauhan ini
titipkan lah salam ku kepada mereka
bisikan kalimah rindu
sesungguhnya kerinduan pada mereka
amatlah mendalam
wahai sang angin
dendangkanlah lagu rindu
khas buat mereka
sekian lama tidak bersua
terasa ingin memeluk dan mencium tangan mereka
melerai sebak di dada pengubat rindu
Monday, September 21, 2009
Friday, September 11, 2009
Aidilfitri mengamit rindu sang perantau

Semakin hari
kita semakin dekat dengan Aidilfitri
hari kemenangan hari yang ditunggu-tunggu
seluruh umat Muhahammad S.A W
di pelosok dunia..
Segala cobaan sepanjang Ramadhan
seakan tidak terasa
semuanya berlumba-lumba membuat yang terbaik
menambahkan ilmu di dada
menebalkan iman yang senipis kulit bawang meningkatkan ketakwaan
kepada sang pencipta
yang tiada tolak bandingnya..
Namun,
semakin menghampiri Aidilfitri
hati merasa sedih
alangkah indahnya jika Ramadhan tidak berlalu
kerana kewujudannya memberi sejuta rahsia dan rasa
buat mereka yang memikirkannya...
Dan,
sang perantau mula terusik hatinya
sendirian berkelana di perantauan
demi mencedok ilmu duniawi
merindui meriahnya Aidilfitri
bersama insan-insan tersayang
nun jauh di bawah bayu..
Falling down
If fears what makes us decide,
Our future journey,
I'm not along for the ride,
Cuz I'm still yearning,
To try and touch the sun,
My fingers burning,
Before you're old you are young,
Yeah I'm still learning
I am falling down,
Try and stop me,
It feels so good to hit the ground,
You can watch me,
Fallin on my face,
It's an uphill human race,
and I am falling down
I'm standing out in the street,
The earth is moving,
I feel it under my feet,
And I'm still proveing,
That I can stand my ground,
And my feet are there, haven't washed my hair
Too be lost before you are found,
Don't mean you are losing
Our future journey,
I'm not along for the ride,
Cuz I'm still yearning,
To try and touch the sun,
My fingers burning,
Before you're old you are young,
Yeah I'm still learning
I am falling down,
Try and stop me,
It feels so good to hit the ground,
You can watch me,
Fallin on my face,
It's an uphill human race,
and I am falling down
I'm standing out in the street,
The earth is moving,
I feel it under my feet,
And I'm still proveing,
That I can stand my ground,
And my feet are there, haven't washed my hair
Too be lost before you are found,
Don't mean you are losing
Pabila rindu bertamu di hati
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