If Moment Could Last

Have you ever wish that certain moments in life we very much need it to last?
Last till the end of time or last till you final breath
Moments if we could, we even want to purchase it with worth
Moments that we wish we could capture in the abstract of a drawing
Moments that we wish will stay forever just like it this…
Moments that never comes too often in the short-lived world

Moments when love become stronger
Moments when trust become deeper
Moments when times are just meaningless
Moments when only the darkness of night would understand
Moments when sunrise becomes even obvious
Moments when words of prayer sounds well synchronized
Moments when words are just not enough
Moments when gaze complete every unfinished sentence

Those moments are moments you wish you could preserve
Preserve sacredly until times are no longer meaningful
Maybe later, moments like those may awaken from within each other soul
To right each other mistakes
To unite any breaks that may encounter between it.

Soon you realized moments could never last forever
As soul change with the growth of times and circumstances
But moments help us remember, with each passes day
That you have once wish those moments would just last…


“When thought count more that you can count...with every sincerity comes fruitful of bliss… Happy Wonderful Birthday My Yel…”

Semalam Hari Ini & Esok

Antara banyak perkara dalam hidup,
Semalam pengalaman mengajar lagi,
Antara persahabatan, kejujuran dan pilihan,
Antara kebenaran dan kemungkaran,
Antara semua pilihan yang ada,
yang mana harus dipilih..
Ditelan perit, dipendam pahit, di luah terluka
Harus bagaimana dia bisa bertindak,
Nah waktu pilihan kelihatan hampir serupa,
Yg terbaik akan datang mendesak,
Yg kurang baik akan terus membisu,

Hidup dan pengalaman,
Mengajar untuk menjadi insan yang matang,
Kematangan akal, minda dan perasaan,
Semalam dan hari ini, dia tetap dia,
Bersama sedikit kematangan lagi,
Untuk menempuhi esok.....

“Speaking of trust and sincerity involving conflict around the mutual circle of friends….”

It's about time

Few years back when blogspot started spreading like a virus in the cyber world, I too have the thought to join the bloggers world but thought remain a thought as I keep on holding-up to the idea coz during that time, access to the internet connection was quiet limited.

Then come to a time were access to the internet was on daily basis, but still I postpone the idea of having my own blog for I feel almost comfortable sharing the stories of my life in my own journal where I can flipped the pages whenever I feel like doing so…

After a while, as time keep on passing by, having my own blog doesn’t seem to be that important anymore, my constant thought and feeling about life was channelled by various medium like friends who comes and goes, my journal, my yel, through prayers, through advise and pass by thought just before surrender to my beauty regime each nite..and sometimes it even return in my dreams…

However, the urge of creating the blog strike again when I suddenly remember about him who was once upon a time my so called “childhood lover”, having thinking about him I browsed to his blog, but it seems to be inactive for quiet sometime. I admire the way he used to write and was hoping to read more, but sadly in return there was none, as the last entry was the same entry few years back. Obviously he in no longer writing in there, whether or not he has change his blog, I don’t really feel like searching for it, its just a plain thought of remembering a good old friend…after all, he once wrote a short story for me..hye..not everyday you get someone who’s willing to write a story about you and remembering you in a beautiful way…

The urge was even stronger when a friend of mine whom I recently become close have been posting her own thought in her blog. Tried to put my comments in one of her entry but comment denied since I’m not a blogger. That’s it!! I have to own my own blog…

The final urge I guess came almost naturally when few days back I encounter something about life which it makes me feel certain, that few things about life is worth sharing with others and should be preserve in writing i.e. in a substance form…

And I’ve decided…It’s about time...