Rindu belas yg x sudah

Lautan rindu dari lautn2 rindu yg x bertepi
Ku dmba kn rindu ini
buatMu pencipta segala2
rindu yg x sudah2
bercmbh2 menguasai diri
rindu seorang khalifah
yg pernah berjanji mengabdi diri
rindu yg rebah
di singgahsana kemuncak cinta
rindu yg buat ku gagah
memohon belas yg x sudah

maafkn aku Tuhan

ampunkn aku Tuhan
kerna tak mampu adil terhdp insan
sewjrnya aku terima segala kekurangn
siapalah kami utk miliki segala kekuatn

namun Tuhan
bukankah kami dilahirkn utk mengmbil pengajaran
utk mengenal dn menyembah pencipta segala keindahan
belajar dn belajar smbil mngaku kesilapn
bukn sombong angkuh menyalahkn kawan
bukan merasa hebat dgn memberi arahan
bukan nampak sibuk kerana byk berkorban
bukan menutup diri kpd pembaharuan
bukan ambil kesemptn pd ruang persaudaraan
bukan dan bukan....

ampunkn aku Tuhan
aku tak mampu adil sesama insan
penat dn bosan menghdpi kepincngn
kepincngn dlm pemikirn apatah lagi tindakn
enggan belajar pd kesilapan
buat keputusn tnpa penuh penghytn
apa akn jadi pd masa hadapn Tuhan
jika insan2 ini terus memimpin di barisn hadpn
apa jadi pada keturunan
nilai apakh akan diwariskn
tunjukkan Tuhan
jalan yang lurus yg engkau redhai
bukan jalan yang sesat yang engkau murkai..

Ameen...

anak merdeka

tahniah anak bangsa ku
duduk di barisan depan menadah ilmu
tekun merenung lembaran buku
sesekali menulis pd nota
seusai faham tutur bicaraku

tahniah anak bangsa ku
merenung lembut pd guru mu
menyusun tutur dn berundur malu

tahniah anak bangsa ku
renung lah masa depan mu
tapi renung lah dulu dirimu
kau adalah khalifah
mungkin tahu atau tidak
jelas atau kabur
mahu atau enggan
itulah bezamu dari teman2 seperjuangan
yang duduk nun di hujung barisan
tanpa buku teks apatah lagi tumpuan
tanpa semangt apatah lagi kemahuan
tanpa hormat apatah lagi kesopanan

anak bangsa ku ini
moga sedar diri
sebelum mati

the best remedy..

the best remedy
i've ever have
is the one
that i always see
but the one that I always overlook
becos I think i'm too smart
to think beyond boundary

the best remedy
that need careful thot
with knowledge and passion
with pure heart and intention
the best remedy is always there
the holy one
that never fail to answer
it tells everthing
past, now and forever

God bless me with Quran
Let it be a leader and light
guidance and blessings
o my best remedy..

swit2 tot

leave d swit2 tot
to d hand of God
the creator of switnss
that we only possess a drop

leave the swit2 tot
to d God of switnss
to cherish and embrace
in d heaven of happnss

leave d swit2 tot to God
for d swit2 joy
celebrate together
in d love of creator

Islam is a religion of peace

How perfect is our communication skill, the probability to fail expressing ideas is there.
Some people, because of the level of maturity in thinking will misunderstand our intention of expressing that particular ideas.

Yes...we have to accept this situation. We can't stop people to think by that way. It is challenging to make people understand, that there is no personal interest, but we purely mean it..

Here, we could see the beauty of Islam. It brings peace and humanity to everyone. As a muslim, we should communicate towards each other with the existence of both elements. At least if we can't love them, we give space for these two rights of human being.

Rose of Medina

Whenever I commemorate You, all else fades from my mind,
Your phantasm treads on the hills of my mind;
Although a mirage, it assuages my affliction,
Whenever I commemorate You, all else fades from my mind.

I wish your love pervade each second of my life,
And I could soar like spirits and circumambulate your aurora,
And find some way to ooze into your heart,

I wish your love pervade each second of my life.
I avow it is too late to attain your blissful presence,
My heart will ceaselessly be lamenting still,
Forever anticipating you with the freshest hopes,
I avow it is too late to attain your blissful presence,
As my heart flutters like a dove, hankering for you,
I beg you to grant me a plume of yours!
So that I could flap after you forever,
As my heart flutters like a dove, hankering for you.

O Rose that turns scorching desert into Eden!
Come and lapse flow into my soul with your enchanting colors!
It is high time your smiles shone on the apples of my eyes.
O Rose that turns scorching desert into Eden!
Let me be your slave, like Majnun, in the quest for you,
Sprinkle embers on my soul, let me burn like a furnace.
And be relieved of this rancorous dream elapsing without you,
Let me be your slave, like Majnun, in the quest for you.

I count the days I have been severed from you,
That coil about my soul like gloomy dolor.
Let me see your face before the twilight unfolds,
I count the days I have been severed from you.

Let me see my dusk turn into dawn at my last gasp,
And my heart be filled with the newest colors of your horizon,
Lutes would be resounding then, and flutes would be heard,
Let me see my dusk turn into dawn at my last gasp.


Fethullah Gulen
Translated from Turkish by Metin Bosnak
taken from http://bahrusshofa.blogspot.com/2007/07/rose-of-medina.html