Sesekali
Sesekala
Angin Peringatan bertiup dan menyapa
Sungguh manusia itu sifatnya leka dan alpa
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Sehingga sampai satu detik ketetapan masa
Angin Peringatan Kau hantarkan
Buat menyadarkan
Kami sekalian hambaMu yang bergelar Insaan
Agar mengembalikan pengabdian,
Ketundukkan dan penghambaan,
Dan mengotakan kata janji, dan menyucikan kesaksian
Bahawa ALLAH Tuhan Sekalian Alam yang berhak disembah dalam KEESAAN
Timpanya
Bencana Bukit Antrabangsa,
Bukan untuk penduduk kawasan Ulu Klang semata-mata
Gelombang Peringatan Nya menyapah dan merata
Mengena dan menggetarkan,
lalu mengejutkan hati-hati yang telah sekian lama lena..
Bersabarlah, residen Taman Mewah dan taman-taman sekitarnya
Dalam menghadapi Tragedi Bukit Antarabangsa …
Iman itu yakin maksudnya
Maka yakinilah bahawa Allah Maha Berkuasa
Maha Mengetahui, Maha Adil lagi Maha Pengasih sifatNya
Tidak pernah sesekali Dia menzalimi walau seorang pun dari golongan hambaNya.
Telah dihantar sebuah peringatan berharga
Lambang kasih dan cintaNya Yang Maha Berkuasa
Khususnya buat penduduk beriman di perkarangan perumahan-perumahan di Ampang
dan kawasan di sekitarnya
Moga turut diinsafi oleh seluruh rakyat jelata di semenanjung tanah Malaysia.
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I don’t know how exactly it came about but lately I’ve been some what poetically inclined .. which is SO not me.
You’d betta believe that.. lol.. Seriously..
I noticed that nowadays, whenever I feel a strong sentiment over a certain issue, I would end up expressing the matter in random poetical lines (ahhh poetry-writing reminds me of my beloved student Yasmin who does this too, although hers is much better arranged of course .. this is a ‘like student-like teacher’ or ’student inspiring her teacher’ case.. oh I do miss you my everdearest Yasmin)
And yea as you can see.. my pieces go by absolute arbitrary order.. no adherence to the conventional poetry procedural whatsoever! Haha! Fancy that coming from a literature student.. yah well I am undeniably a rigid person of formalities, but surprisingly when it came down to these amateur attempts, I, to simply put it; cant quite be bothered to maintain with those conventional poetical structure and schemes.. I’ve been adopting the ISA-style (ikut suka aku) Lol…
And with regards to the pieces yg dinukilkan dalam BM .. yaa I know lah, they’re a laughing stock .. ya I can hear you laughing just now while reading the piece above.. he he .. (I kid) ![]()
Well whatever I have down is as much as I can do with BM being a secondary language to me.. although, its not like theres a big striking difference between the two, BM is only slightly a little behind English as my means of communication .. so ya I hope you can bare with the irregularity and grammatical flaws that persisted thru out the piece..













How deep is my Love for ALLAH and ARRASUL? ..let us ask ourselves.
and for HIM Alone.
..and Life is Time.
Sometimes..
.. in order to let you find something BETTER..
DA'IE ibarat tiram di laut, dihiris pepasir tercalarlah ia, sungguhpun terluka tetap dipendam, sungguhpun pedih tetap disimpan ..namun akhirnya dibalas MUTIARA berharga..
when you are in need of it most. So why are we not extending the request to HIM?
wanderfulmadnificent said,
December 9, 2008 at 11:42 am
wah! soooo cool! i mean, we are both literature students so i totally geddit .. the feeling of wanting and trying to be able to express ourselves with and in words but ur good! im still trying and i want to try hard! so hard that i get writer’s block frequently, sigh~
though its supposed to be natural but for me, there’s always something im not satisfied, well, i supposed i’ll get there eventually!
but this is good although i dunno how to judge in malay but if it speaks to anyone then its already good as it is! poetry is subjective and up to readers to interpret
so keep up composing, creating and just writing! ;D
aspiring UmmuRumaysa said,
December 9, 2008 at 3:25 pm
Al-Salaamu alayki my dearest Madeeha ^_^
Shukranjazelan for your feedback over my amateur work here .. yea it took considerable amount of editing here & there before it came to its final form .. despite that, it definitely was a fulfilling experience .. but like i said i dont know how this zeal for poetry came about .. i’ve never really been into poetry writing .. so i guess we can probably deduce that this drive to express in verses is just something kinda innate in the linguistically-inclined breed like us, eh Cikgu Madeeha..?