Monday, January 31, 2011
A Wet Johor Bahru :P
Aku Cinta Padamu
Bahasa Jiwa Bangsa ;))
AirLiur: When The Money-Penny Wears The Crown
Of the lies that are considered true
Of the humans are living through
Keeping as maximum as possibly could
More than loves and friends do
Tiptoeing to seek the golden crown
Trying to make it surely gone
From the person who is actually wrong
End up life full with thorns
As it changes the life from pride to fame
Losing yourself to the human-made heaven
At the end the impact makes you lame
Dare to choose and dare to be blamed
Evil spreads bigger and wider
The innocent caught guilty while the devils are prowling
As its level is actually higher and stronger
The world is turning and becoming more thrilling
What happened to the world a question mark
The solution is difficult to be found
Of the love and heart are defeated too
As the money-penny wears the crown
*this poem was written when I was 17. Immature I guess. The past and always ;)
AirLiur: Langit Tidak Pernah Cerah
Langit tak pernah cerah,
Selepas perginya bayu keamanan yang segar,
Perih terasa manusia terluka,
Melihat titis darah mengalir ke tanah.
Tangis sudah seiring melodi,
Seiring radio tiada siapa peduli,
Diratah kuasa kejam si babi,
Rakusnya manusia mengejar duniawi.
Apa yang dapat mengejar takhta,
Harapkan kuasa tamak haloba,
Mahkota dicita memegang dunia,
Dunia yang ada akan binasa.
Doanya seiring nafas yang kencang,
Sentiasa mengingati tuhan yang Esa,
Tumbuhnya pucuk keamanan yang terbilang,
Dunia yang aman bahagia terasa.
mosh