Menyisih dan menyurai hiba dengan cermat, bagai menakung hakikat dalam syariat.

Tertumpah sesat, tak tadah bejat, tak endah khianat.

Memugar rasa cinta akhirat, ia satu tarekat yang meroboh berhala-berhala harap dan taat.

Hanyasanya cinta yang bulat berserta rahmat mendapat nikmat syafaat.

Mahu aku khabarkan tentang apa yang aku dikhabarkan tentang syurga? -- Heh, pastinya ia bukan tempat cumbunya sang korup dan si konyol -- yang mencandui harta, pangkat dan puja, yang lisan dan tulisan menyebut-nyebut Tuhan dalam keterpaksaan, di kala hati mengharap redha
dari sekalian makhluk-Nya.

Mahukah pula aku khabarkan tentang isi neraka? -- Heh, ia tempat cumbunya sang korup dan si konyol -- yang mengurusniagakan Tuhan untuk harta, pangkat dan puja, yang menyebut-nyebut Tuhan dalam lisan dan tulisan, sedang hati mengharap laba dari dunia semata.

Heh. I cheated

I may have told you. Or, perhaps, it was not eloquent, you had missed the whole point.

Time has gotten me. It ages me. It sinks me. It breaks me.

I have died twice in my last dream. I have swam to the farthest sky. I have torched the brightest light. I have flown to the deepest unknown.

I have seen the shadow of the wind.

I may have told you. Or, perhaps, you have not listened. You only listened to yourself.

I have a little to live. I have too much to breathe. I have nothing to give.

I have done pleasing the bitch.

The world you'd live in with, is the same world I'd been warned six thousand years ago on the blistering desert.

I may have told you. Perhaps, it was unsound. My tongue always slips whenever the words come out of my teeth.

I may have told you.

It is wrong to be left and leftist? Is it right to be right and righteous? Or is it all about being known and 'inspirous'?

How do you measure the pressure? Who do you picture in the picture?

I have told you. You may have not.

''The more I try to ignore, the clearer the figure I see.''

''We are going to meet and greet them, sooner or later. It is all about the right hour.''

My mind suddenly could not squeez the right amount of stimulation to build a beautiful story out of the lines. Instead of structuring one, I am taking an easier way out.

I am writing the algorithm.

''My concern is at somewhere else. I am not listening eventhough I looked considerately listening.''

''There are different things in my mind demanding my immediate attention now. Losing faith is on the top of it.''

They kissed me, and disappeared. I am suffered to ditch the impression. I am suffered to leave the temptation.

Fate is curse. Curse is acquiring undesired things and feelings. It is colder when they are sentenced to your knee.

''Our priorities have shifted, we became obsessed with little details, and neglected the big picture.''

''What is the big picture?''

Growing older supposingly makes you wiser to choose between wine and water, they would say. 

No my dear, things are just passing through you. You have no power to even lift a finger. You lift a finger under deep whisper.

There are written stories await, to prevail.

Aku bukan penagih, aku juga bukan pencandu.

Aku cuma seorang perindu.