Warna -warna kehidupan.....

Seketika waktu aku berpaling melangkah masa,
Mendongak kelangit.... menapa biru tenang warnanya
lalu ku tunduk kebumi menapa hijau nan megah
menyapa kahadiran insan kerdil seperti aku....
Ya Allah masih lagi aku di beri kesempatan
Untuk menghirup udara segar nan nyaman…
Alhamdulilillah tu saja yang mampu aku keluarkan
Dari bibir kaku yang masih ada titisan jernih semalam yg belom kering lagi.

Apa perlu ku lakukan tuk hari ini??
Tertanya di minda namun belom pasti
Adakah aku harus mengulangi kesilapan lalu
Atau membuka lebaran baru yang entah jua
Dapat ku cetuskan dalam keremukkan rasa…

Kehidupan ini amat sukar bagiku
Mencari kedamaian dan ketenangan yang Akhirnya aku di ragut kesengsaraan yang amat payah untuk ku harungi dek kata manis yang penoh kepura-puraan
Dek kata harapan yang kosong dan terpesong
Dek kata suka yang mesra penoh nista...
Dek kata puji menyingkap diri penoh keji

Oh Tuhan kuatkan semangat ku
Kuatkan mindaku dan teguhkan Imanku
Agar dapat ku langkah hari-hari dengan penoh pasti
Jua harapan dan kedamaian di dalam jiwa nurani….

Sesungguhnya qada dan qadar Kau penentu hidup
Yang harus ku lewati dengan rasa berani
Aku sedar dengan kekhilafan diri ini
Akan ada Nur tuk menyuloh kegelapan
Dilorong hidupku yang telah lama gelita

Kembalikan kilauan cahaya hidupku Yaa Rahman! Yaa Rahim!
Agar debu-debu suci akan terus bertaburan diruang usang kehidupanku
Aku redha dan pasrah itu saja yang mampu ku lafaz.
Dapatkah warna-warna kehidupan ku ini menjadi warna pelangi
walaupon hadir sebentar cuma di bias dek titisan hujan dan mentari
atau merah kemerahan di ufok timor
yang hilang ditelan senja yang berlaboh
Setelah malam menerjah sepi dan sepi lagi...

Lady Finger for Diabetes

Please note that another name for Lady Finger (Bhindi ) is " OKRA ".

Last month in one of TV program I learnt of a treatment of Sugar
(Diabetes). Since I am diabetic, I tried it and it was very useful and my
Sugar is in control now. In fact I have already reduced my medicine.

Take two pieces of Lady Finger (Bhindi) and remove/cut both ends of each
piece. Also put a small cut in the middle and put these two pieces in
glass of water. Cover the glass and keep it at room temperature during
night. Early morning, before breakfast simply remove two pieces of lady
finger (bhindi) from the glass and drink that water.

Keep doing it on daily basis.
Within two weeks, you will see remarkable results in reduction of your
SUGAR.

My sister has got rid of her diabetes. She was on Insulin for a few
years, but after taking the lady fingers every morning for a few months,
she has stopped Insulin but continues to take the lady fingers every
day. But she chops the lady fingers into fine pieces in the night, adds
the water and drinks it all up the next morning. Please. try it as it
will not do you any harm even if it does not do much good to you, but U
have to keep taking it for a few months before U see results, as most
cases might be chronic.

New Holland: Tullip Island

If there is one city famous with it's freedom of everything, it's Holland.

Most people would particularly interested in Holland for it's beautiful scenery, windmills and the freedom it offers. The vast land in The Netherlands (seriously, this country has so many names) is used for agriculture, and for a country that sits below the sea level, and much of land is a reclamation land, there surely not enough space for everything.

Hence, the came out with this idea - build a Tullip-shape Island next to Holland. The Arabs are building Palm Island in Dubai, but a Tullip Island in The Netherlands?

Looks like everyone is trying to redraw the map of Earth.

I want an island the shape of LOVE, I do have a favourite shape.

Sex Monkeys

Can’t we just be monkeys?
I want to be monkeys. No seriously.
Have you ever listened to those fools who wish that their dream man or girl is the smartest person in the world? When both of you are that smart, when all words seem to flow endlessly, when meanings are hidden behind carefully thought words, when you start to have pens in colours to draw the lines, you start to ask yourself, is this real?
Why do we have to be so smart? Why can’t we just be like other people, we go around, have fun, fall in love, have endless sex, start to realize we are not meant for each other, broken hearted, suicidal and the cycle begins again. Except maybe we stop at having endless sex. There, I start to draw some lines again.
Why do we have to put everything in perspective? Why do we have to be so smart and noble? Why can’t we just make out on the couch, in the kitchen, on the table, in the train, in the cafe? What is this big wall of shy between us? Why is intimacy seems to be so distant? – when we know for a fact that we want it so much? Why can’t things be just simple?

Did we make it complicated or we are unsure?

And always one of us would ask – "are you sure you could be with me forever and ever?" There, one of us being smart again? How on earth would you know? Then a smart reply comes, "we can’t predict the future but we can always have faith". Can’t we just be stupid and helpless in love – just like any other lovebirds?

But, are we lovebirds?

You were sure, I wasn’t, I was sure, you weren’t. Where is this ending? I think we have settled everything, knowing almost all the inches of us, dreams, future and where we heading.

Now we should really be monkeys. Sex monkeys. Dumb and Careless, - that’s love anyways. I can't do this alone, neither can you, no matter how independent we have always been.

Satu Perjalanan

Satu perjalanan

Yang kita tidak tahu bila berhentinya langkah
Yang kita tidak mahu tau sampai bila menongkah
Yang manusia dikeliling tidak ketahuan
Akan haluan setiap insan

Satu perjalanan hidup
Yang enggan dijerit songsang
Yang enggan diakui insan lain menyaggah

Tapi..
Siapa pun kita, aku, kalian, mereka
Siapa yang berhak memberi kata nokhtah
Akan kesudahan sebuah kehidupan nanti
Akan dimana kaki ini akan berhenti

Diterimakah aku kelak
Atau kemanakah aku dicampak
Atas harga diri yang tak pernah dipeduli
Dimasa nyawa masih tersalut berdiri

Sesalkah nanti
Yang takkan berkesudah
Atau sempatkah jasad aku, kau, kalian
Memohon, menyerah dengan pasrah
Kehadrat yang maha Pemurah....
Walau terkendong sebeban NANAH....

Puisi Cinta Pemusnah Jiwa Naluri Hati Menghakis Diri.

Diri ini, terkadang benci.
Dilahir begini, tiada sedari.
Cuba berpaling, cuba berlari, tapi kaki terikat rapi.

Di sini, diri terpinggir, di kala semua bermain cinta.
Asyik. Pada nafsu dilitupi mainan kata pujangga.

Di situ, juga terpinggir, kerna diri tidak serasi
Di kala naluri bertongkah arus

Harus ke mana diri ini pergi?

Dibiar mati diri, diterus mati hati.

Namun, andai pilihan dapat dihisab,
Andai dua alam dapat disisir
Salah satu jadi penentu.
Masih kekal aku kan sendiri

Kerna diri ditakdir begini, tiada yang sudi
Tak mungkin dapat memahami.

Suatu ketika dulu, ku fikir naluri ini akan berpaling,
Dikurniai rahmat seperti yang lain.
Mencintai menghias hati, tidak diselubungi kesalahan diri.

Ku lihat dunia itu, mereka permainkan.
Maka hilanglah ketulusan dan nafsu bertempiak bersorak
Nafsu yg murah utk dilepaskan. Kerna batasan yg kurang.

Namun, perilaku itu pembunuh insan sepertiku.
Aku kah yg pelik? Melawan arus di kedua dunia?

Andai betul ia suci ikhlas, pada siapa harus kuberi?

Where Does a Soul of a Man Reside?

Its funny that humankind always refer to things like the soul, or the heart, but we infact never really know where there are; or even so whether they exist in reality. You must be thinking that the heart does exist; but I am not refering to the boring blood-pumping heart. But the one that men have been boasting about this supernatural of love

.

If asked which part of you that really is you; that is of your total self, will you say it would be your soul? Something that you want to keep to yourself; your identity.
Have you always heard of people saying that a kind soul lasts forever? I mean, how does it last when we dont even know if it exists in the first place?
If a man loses all of his senses, is he still a man?
If a man loses his legs do you still call him a man?
If a man loses his two hands, is he still recognizsable?
If a man loses all the skin to fire, hideous and frightening, will he still be the one you once loved?
If a man is all paralysed, no sense and only reaction he can give is a blink of an eye; he is still the same man you once knew.
If I borrow your heart organ, would I still be me?
If I borrow a dead man's eyes; would I still be me?
If I transplant my face, would I still be me?
If I change my eyes, ears, nose, hair, legs, torso, hands but not my brain, would I still be me?
Would I still be the same soul?
Does the soul reside in the brain?
If the man loses all his memories, will you train him patiently hoping that he will again remember all those sweet moments?
If a man is brain dead, will you wait next to him hoping for one day he will wake up yet again?
If the brain is the soul, does it mean, electrical appliances would have souls too? As the brain is full of electrical signals.
Then where does this soul reside?
What really makes us different from other things? Arent we all made of the same carbons?