Son

He is a fast learner...

He is a fast runner...

One years old and he can talk..

Pidgin is working...

"I wanna pee papa... Not pee pee"

One years old and he can walk...

Never let him out..

He never lose his breath...

To run... To jump... To discover... To messed-up things...

Made her mother give-up

Made her father angry...

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When he's ten, one day he cried..

Couldn't get 100 for Math paper...

But his mother was so impressed

98 isn't good enough?

Father didn't buy him a bicycle

The deals was 100

He tries to the limit...

Got bicycle next year...

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He's twenty and studying medical...

Raya was coming and he was not coming back

Not because of insufficient fund

Nor there was no holiday

Just want to experience Raya with his friends

And his father was heart broken

Shouldn't family be 1st priority?

He send his family an A3 size Raya card...

"I'm sorry from head to toe. I'm not coming back this Raya... I love u dad hope u like this Samping... I love u mom hope u like this Tudung..."

Dad was touched, Mom was cried

They framed the card on the wall

First time Raya without him

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At the age of thirty he got a family

Busy living as a specialist surgeon

But never let his old parents away

In free times, he bring his family to them

To cut the grass

To fix the roof

To collect the fruits

To enlighten the house

His parents never miss them...

Because they keep coming all the times...

Bring money

Bring foods

Bring stuffs

Bring happiness...

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He's getting older as the time goes by

And put his parents as his first priority...

Even his parents has passed away,

Never missed a day to pray for them..

But the most important thing is...

he haven't born yet...

I will name him AK MOHD FIKRI

as my first son...

Insyaallah...

Si Tudung Biru

Teman...

Kau mungkin bukan wanita yg ayu...

Pilihan jejaka melayu idamkan kesopanan...

Kehalusan dalam pertuturan

gaya dan perbualan... itu bukan kamu...

Teman...

Kau mungkin bukan wanita solehah...

Bertudung labuh berselendang kesiku...

Yang menjaga tiap ruangan aurat

dan menjaga solat 5 waktumu... itu bukan kamu...

Namun...

Ketahuilah teman...

Jauh di ruang hatimu ada sinar iman...

Cahaya penyuluh jalan kebenaran...

Masih kau pentingkan kewajipan

walau payah mencukupkan 5 waktu... itu kamu aku pasti...

Ketahuilah teman...

Walau auratmu terdedah dan kelihatan,

hatimu sungguh suci dari noda...

Kekerasan akalmu melawan nafsu zina

membuktikan jiwamu yg perkasa... itu kamu aku pasti...

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Teman...

Sebelum ini...

Aku tidak pernah melihatmu dalam versi muslimah...

Walau hanya menutup aurat takat muka...

Apa salahnya bertudung sekali sekala...

Tiada apa yg nak di malukan...

Jangan di peduli apa org kata...

Rambut sama hitam, kubur lain-lain...

Hari ini aku di beri peluang...

Melihatmu mencuba sehelai tudung bercorak biru...

Subhanallah...

Pandangan muslimahmu membisikkan keimanan di jiwaku...

Sungguh berseri wajahmu,

tampak ayu si tudung biru...

Aku terpesona seketika...

Aku terkaku membisu...

Aku terpegun melihatmu...

Teman...

kau sungguh indah dalam litupan keimanan...

ku hanya ingin menyatakan kesahihan...

ku kata apa yg ku pandang...

ku tulis apa yg ku rasa...

segala ini hanya coretan...

ku ingin menyatakan

"Chantek siot u pakai tudung tue! I shuke tgk! Mcm rupa2 ustazah ba!"

Aku dan Cinta

Aku adalah pencinta wanita...

Tidak pernah kenal erti lelah menyatakan kasih...

Meluahkan kata mempamerkan rasa...

Kerisauanku adalah memikirkan cara berikutnya

untuk melihatkanmu betapa sayangnya aku...

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Kanda sayang dinda...

Bagai si pungguk aku tak pernah jemu memandangmu...

Tidak aku pernah lekang dari senyuman melihatmu...

Tawamu...

Gelagatmu...

Penghiburku...

Aku cinta padamu...

Sejuta kali ku kata rasanya tetap sama...

Gementar tubuhku meluahkan rasa... cinta... sayang... kasih...

Tiap ketika tiap masa...

Damainya hidupku dgn kehadiranmu...

I love you honey...

Bahagianya rasa kau di sisi...

Segala mahumu ku beri...

Wang ringgit bukan lagi ukuran... bukan lagi kepentingan...

Masaku... kau curilah semuanya... aku tak pernah sesal...

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TAPI aku single la sekarang... adui... spoil...

Relief

No more classes...

No more tight schedule...

No more heavy duty assignment...

No more micro-teaching...

No more... yet...

For this year...

End of part5...

Need you

NEED YOU

When the clock ticks away,

I treasure all the times,

All the precious we've been through,

Have you ever care?

When the world is falling down,

Never thought you go away,

Can't you see i'm freaking out,

At the moment, I'm facing dark...

Can't you see me,

Can't you feel me,

I need you more,

Than you ever know...

When the life is mocking me,

And the dream is cheating me,

I need you by my side,

And i need you the most...

Can't you see me,

Can't you feel me,

I need you more,

Than you ever know...

This road never ends...

This train never stops...

This feeling never dies...

I need you the most...

First Date

FIRST DATE

I'm gonna have a date today...

This is our first date...

I'm so excited...

I'm so happy...

Yet nervous...

Everything must be superb...

My hair,

relaxing original comb from straight... cost RM200...

My nails,

wonderfully coloured by expert... cost RM50...

Facial treatment with body spa and massage... cost RM400...

Dressing and fashion the best from Rizalman... cost RM1000...

Make-up set the best from Maybeline...

I'm ready to go...

I'm superb...

Waiting for the call...

Waiting until 8pm...

He called "Sorry i'm busy now, forgot to tell you"...

Comb: Leaving Home

ITEM: COMB

People or Person

-Mother, Father, Sister, Brother

Location or Place

-Home

Colour

-Yellow, Brown, Black

Shape

-Long stretched ovule + half square

Material

-Plastic

Condition

-Breezy, Windy, Tough, Hard

Emotion

-Love, Caring

LEAVING HOME

With closed eyes,

and shut mouth,

Only my black hair and brown skin covered my naked body,

and my breath in such a windy breezy blow hard and tough,

couldn't las forever,

I've done with my long stretched ovule life,

Wish could live yellow and die gold,

Standing with glory, sleeping with victory,

but i'm not full, not perfect, not even fixed,

i'm such a half square unsolved plastic cubical.

Mum, thanks for the love,

Dad, thanks for the thought,

Sis, thanks for the care,

Bro, thanks for the share,

Because i'm leaving home, soon...

Diamatic Poem

HOT & COLD

Coffee

Hot, Creamy

Warming, Refreshing, Relaxing

Cup, Spoon, Glass, Straw

Chilling, Sooting, Freezing

Cold, Plain

Lemon Tea

To women

UNTUKMU WANITA

Kau wanita...

Kau jatuh bangkit semula...

kau berbeza krn kau istimewa...

kau juga mampu andai kau yakin...

kau ada yg kau blum nampak kewujudannya...

kau lebih mulia merendahkan dirimu...

kau punya hati yg indah