written by the wind
on the blue sky,
sang by a piano
in a worldless melody,
warmed by clutch of hopes
that fills between fingers,
whispered by Allah
as u get lost, again,
who can see
who can understand..
not everybody,
not me, i can't.
let,
sit a while
and wait..
let,
be patient
and breathe..
let just,
have some faith.
there's too much pain in this world,
i can't cure them all,
even mine is still bleeding..
there'll be
somehow, sometime, somewhere.
[Nadiah
051209]
tentang,
yang di luar gapaian tangan,
tak mampu digariskan satu persatu,
tentang,
urusan Tuhan.
written due to; yurima-river flows in you..huhu
keep searching..
ReplyDeleteNever give up hope
(if i do interpret the poem rite)
nice poem btw.. berseni rupenye nadiah ni.. (^_^)
time kaseh kak ruqayyah.
ReplyDeletehehe. hope keep us living.