Poetry: A Rose

Hello again Poetry !

It's been a while since I posted a poetry on this blog. There was one day, I'd been thinking, I might have lost interest in pursuing my goal though it's still early in the year to give up something I've set my mind on to. I think I'm a lost cause. Then, by accident I found this poem. Actually, what Elizabeth described when she wrote this poem caught my attention.

I sat for a moment. Life has been great, why bother complicating small things in the first place? I rolled up in my comfy blanket and slept. Because people say, when you've got unnecessary things on your mind, sleep for a while and pretend it's all a dream. Works for me, at least.

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I love roses. The problem is, they have thorns. One day I was thinking of how a rose's thorns can hurt, but a rose is still a beautiful flower, and I also thought of how life can hurt but also is still great.

People don't hesitate to pick a rose despite the fact that the thorns can prick them, just as they should not be afraid to take risks because they might be hurt - Elizabeth

A lovely rose with petals soft

A scent so sweet and light

So beautiful a flower

With colors shining bright.

But something not so savory

About the fragrant rose -

The thorns, so sharp upon the stem,

That sharpen as it grows.

Yet still lovely is the flower

Despite the thorns that prick

Just as life and love are sweet

They too have thorns that stick.

But do not fear to live or love,

Life's not exempt from pain -

So pick a rose, you may get hurt,

But you will also gain!

By Elizabeth

Random And Radical Boredom #14

Hai hai. April's updates.

One, I can't avoid doing careless mistakes especially during a test or exam. I have a habit of not checking my answer properly before submitting the exam paper and then, got frustrated over silly mistakes I committed when I go through the questions again.

Two, I'm sick.

And three, the picture below doesn't have any relation to this post.

Song: Somebody To Love

One bridge at a time. I feel great when I cross out a task from my things-to-do list. Next week, I'll be done with works, and what's left is to stay focus for the upcoming final exam. I think I need to reward myself. I need an ice-cream, and a good song to enjoy. This is a good song.

Vid: Exam

Video made by juniors from Ottawa. Maybe lepas ni, dah banyak buat video, boleh mereka-mereka ini improve mutu lakonan dorang. Haha.

I am grateful and blessed to meet such people who always strive towards success and constantly reminding me of doing not only the right things, but to be righteous. I called them people of excellence.

Sekarang musim final exam. So, all the best to friends and happy graduation to all final year students. May Allah bless all of you with excellent results, insyaAllah.

Dipetik daripada blog Munir,

Dinukilkan satu frasa indah, "ukhuwwah itu ialah apabila kita mendoakan ikhwah yang lain"

TTL #12

Though yellow is my least favourite colour, nature has its own way of showing its beauty

Vid: This Concerns Us All

One of the things that is confusing with the political leaders, political parties and even political landscape of Malaysia is they always talk about how the young generations hold the responsibilities to develop Malaysia as a great nation and we will somehow take over the government as future leaders, but even in a college/ university level, we are not able to participate in politics, and now they expect us to vote without knowing the reality of what happen in the political world?

They expect us to study, get our diploma, and after we're able to stand firm with stable jobs and build a family, then we can involve in politics. That's why the young people couldn't care less about the country. At some point, most people already sicked with the scenes they read in newspaper with bias, blaming and so on.

I can't vote legally yet, but doesn't that mean I can't acquire or participate or even knowing how the politics of this country works?

Life: Tilted

If philosophy described life as a sailing boat and we were the sailor, pretty much I assured you my boat is tilted back and forth, right and left now.

My boat is drilled and filled with holes but luckily I managed to patch them all one by one just to keep it steady on the vast blue horizon. The notion of keeping the boat in good condition demands the acquisition of constant motivation which I only could maintain them for a split second. And the unwelcoming notorious weather triggers it more.

Be it raging storm, tidal wave or heavy rain, after multiple counters, the sail is torn down with my anchor tied to the land, and I just need to figure out where I want to go with the aid of a broken compass.

Where can I go?

I can't hold any longer the burden of desire that already linked to this concealed soul, but I feel obliged to let it sink deep down to the bottom of the sea. Let it be a treasure to the luckiest man, or a tied 'kraken' to the greed of man, or maybe let it resides in a whale's stomach, so that no one can ever find it. 

The weight of doing unnecessary things is the only reason I can identify as the root of this perpetuating hallucination as it outweighs the buoyant force of my determination. I've so many unimportant things on the boat that'll only make it heavier, sinking bit by bit if I continue like this.

I was drowned before, but do I expect to be drowned again?

Worse, am I willing to let my boat sink and become another part of unwritten history?

And worst, is my life worth to be wasted in any of these?

Allah is the protector for those who have faith; from the depth of darkness He will lead them out into the light

[Al-Baqarah, 2: 257]