Bertamu di Sandakan...

Hari Ahad hujung minggu,
Berjalan aku di pasar tamu,
Melihat manusia berpusu-pusu,
Tawar menawar tidakpun jemu,
Lantas terdetik dalam hatiku,
Mengapa keinginan sukar dibelenggu,
Waima tika Ramadhan sedang berlagu,
Saat Iblis dan Syaitan tiada walaupun satu,
Tjawab sendiri akhirnya pertanyaanku,
Tatkala terlihat seutas jam bertali biru,
Kita manusia; punyai hawa nafsu,
Acapkali tewas degan hasutannya itu,
Lantaran bersamalah kita ingat selalu,
Bukan semua yang dimahu itu selalu perlu...

Me III

I'm not all morbid and whiny,
Nor am I all gleeful and shiny,
Perfection hasn't always been with me,
but I'd like to consider myself worthy,
of being a friend, a trusted company,
As each of you make my life lot less lonely...

To confront...

I hate confrontation,
and I hate even more, alienation,
thus, I wore on me all smily mask,
regardless of how I despise a given task,
regardless of how much hatred I harbour,
even when all I get is my own sweats and labour...

Mournday

the first day of the week,
but the body's still tired and weak,
wish there's a part in me i could tweak,
to pump me up and not feel so bleak,
O monday, monday, u make me meek...

Me II

adventures create my personality,
adversities enhance my creativitiy,
adversaries build my tenacity,
hence I'll always be,
the person I'm meant to be...

pray for me please,
may u n me b in bliss,
prey on me please not,
N 4ever we'll b in each other's thought :)

 

2nd version. 

Tis.
Adventure is the pillar of personality,
adversity is the source of creativity,
...adversary is the root of tenacity.
'tis, hence, I'll always be,
the person I'm meant to be...

 

Yesterdays...

Yesterdays, I yearned for tomorrows,
Little did I know that it'll come with sorrows,
With plentiful of hurts and miseries that still grows...

Rhymes of friends...

IZZA'S
I have a friend named Izza, 
She's a bit emotionally bizarre, 
I'd compare her to a piece of pizza,
Every bite strikes u with different flava.

Befriending her is an exciting adventure, 

And a dear friend indeed she are, 

There's just no one like my lovely IZZA... 

hope u r happeeya :p 

 

ZABREENA'S

She's really into photography,

 and I can assure you her pics ain't never shabby, 

Always bringing up the best in me, 

Honesty is truly her best policy, 

She's my treasurd fren, ZABBY

DD'S

There's this one petite n gorgeous lady,
She looks so kind and act so gently,
but beneath that smile lies a mistery,
only her closest friends will agree with me,
that her laughter is hilariously crazy,
...and judge a book by it's cover u shud not be,
cos often she's a terror and she acts violently,
bumps and bruises are the evidence on me,
But dont you worry my violent lady,
I will always be ur friend o Dd,
In good times in bad times we'll always be,
Forever the bestest friends since NZ...
and by the way, i'm just kiddin', okie dokie?

work!

work and never tire,
in ease and in dire,
let's hope i'll not expire,
before gotten what I aspire...

warrior

is but a fallen warrior,
seasoned with sweats and tears,
calloused by cruelties and tortures...

My first short poem...

an empty shell,
cold, hard and hollow,
insignificantly meaningless,
melancholically full of sorrow...

Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri

Hadirmu sahabat menyulam indah,

Pahit dan manis bersama diredah,

Walau kini jauh terpisah,

Memori lalu tergubah indah,

Namun,

Terkadang kataku ada yang salah,

Mengguris hati mengundang gundah,

Terkadang lakuku tidak semenggah,

Membikin pusing mengundang amarah,

Justeru,

Sepuluh jari kususun pasrah,

Memohon ampunan silap dah salah,

Semoga kita kembali fitrah,

Tatkala Syawal datang menjengah.

Insan

Insan, Nasia,
Lupa, Alpa, Leka,
Lumrah tercipta fitrahnya,
Adam dan khuldi selembar ingatan,
Hatta kini jadi warisan,
'Akli diberi, buat rencana durjana,
Kudrat dianugerahi, bikin saudara sengsara,
Rakus mengejar yang tak terkejar,
Asyik mengumpul yang tak terkumpul.

Lama,
Sudah terlalu lama,
Qalbu penuh dinodai nista,
Jasad zulmat bergelumang dosa,
Minda jumud mengagung iblis celaka,
Hidup terbelenggu dalam limpahan murka-Nya,

Tunggu...
Apalagi yang kau tunggu?
Tika sihat bertukar sakit?
Tika lapang menjadi sempit?
Tika kaya ditimpa papa?
Tika muda menjebak tua?
Atau, tika terpamit panggilan Izrail?
Lewat, terlewat sudah tika itu,
Tertutup sudah catatan Raqib,
Usai sudah rentetan Atib,
Mizan di mahsyar pastinya perit.

Qiam!
Bangunlah,
Tujuilah sirat yang lurus,
Laluilah dengan qalbu yang tulus,
Lafaz istighfar jangan putus,
Amal ibadah dijaga terus,
Amal nan mungkar dihindar harus,
Moga nasuha kita terpahat kukuh.

Firusazali
27 Syaaban 1426
01 Oktober 2005

edited'09 

If  you  care,

be my friend,
If  you  dare,

be my enemy,
But   at   last,

we will still be,

the same pathetic ungrateful beings,
Walking  on  the  same  dirts,
Breathing  the  FOC  air,
  and we tend to forget,
What   we   give,

we   get  back.

 so,   watch

out   ur

back

:

Permulaan...

Tanpa rasa yang benar pasti,

aku kumpulkan koleksi,

karya-karyaku...

Semuanya masih baru.

Aku ada cita-cita besar!

Akan tetapi,

kita serahkan itu pada Tuhan,

Kuharap pada yang datang membaca,

tinggalkan komen sebagai nota.

Agar dapat kubuat pedoman,

Menghasil karya yang lebih mapan.

Di sini aku bermula,

Takkan disini berakhirnya,

Moga dengan sokongan bantuan,

akan kuberjaya menggapai kejayaan,

Mencipta karya,

memenuhi impian.