The Little Girl

The Little Things

-The sun rises again.

With it the blue sky.

The moon disappears

And the day begins.

-Daily prayers to the Feelingless God

"O Allah give me a feeling."

Were answered in a tricky way

A pretty-eyed girl.

-I begin to wonder

What shall happen? And what will not?

The love that can blossom?

Or yet another breakdown?

-Big news don't matter to me

Nor does any other.

I have only myself

To blame for my sins.

-The pretty-eyed girl

Smiles in her different way?

The Signs of God?

The Tricks of the World?

-Blame it on the All-Seeing Eye?

Or blame Adam and Eva?

Blame the depressing government?

Or blame my own self?

-The little things of the life

Makes me wonder

If Allah the God really has plans

Or does these things spontaneously.

-In He I believe

To Him I worship

But I will only love

A female human.

-Could it be Her

The pretty-eyed girl

The short-statured girl

Is She the One who will set me free?

O, Allah, the Lord i can never understand.

In This World

-In this world I live

Painted with stains of sins

Yet I still want to be in His Grace.

-Where can I satisfy my thirst for love?

My love, where should I give?

Into hymns of poetic misery I cry.

-Do I exist to Him?

What am I to Him?

In this world I cry.

-Dearest Providence.

If the sun may shine

On this barren land;

-From the deepest, darkest part of my heart

I shall pray

Someone please set me free.

Goodbye, Sweet Time

-Say goodbye to the yesterday.

I ain't going to see you no more.

-Gone with you are the memories

Of a carefree world of me.

-Ain't got no love, no excitement

And surely no pain.

-Goodbye, sweet time,

I ain't going to see you no more.

Dream

-It felt like a dream.

To fall in love

Be unrequited again.

-Just like a dream to see you

Smile.

-As my hopes fade away

And time passed me by.

-It felt like dream, if I can tell you

My unrequited dream.

September

-September, how long I've known you?

I wonder how much time has passed.

-September, how longer do I have to wait

For my love to come.

-She's a pretty girl

The prettiest one I've ever seen

Since the angel of sleep

Left me for her sun.....

-She's a pretty girl

Yet another one that I can never get

And I don't know what to do now

Now I'm getting so tired......

-September, how long it has been

Since I last saw you.

-September. how funny my story is

Wonder if I can survive.