Staring at the sea,
saw you riding with the waves
Washed away my tears

Walking near the cliff,
saw you leaping with the bouys
Dived away my fears

Sitting on the street,
saw you tricking with the flips
Kicked away my pains

Waiting for the day,
thaw adventure thoughts of you
I tried to move away

Wishing that some day,
flaws of ours will be clear
So we can start wandering

to our forefathers;

who fought for our rights for golden years

who bled for peace even before we were born

who screamed for our freedom for decades

who died and dedicated their lives for the future and welfare of the Bangsa,

THANK YOU.

the tears of the mothers, the widows and the orphans will now turn into joy

the flowers will bloom in the battleground of the blood and sweat of the Mujahideen

the scars of the bullet wound from the past will now heal

to the survivors who continued the fight;

the war is over, you can now rest and start over.

no more running, no more hiding.

you can now take the streets and dance with your grandchildren without worries.

no more guns to carry, only pens to write new beginnings

this time, a beautiful one.

despite the danger ahead of them,
they still choose to—
risk their lives to make sure others are breathing.
stay outside of their homes to comfort the distressed.
work tirelessly to serve the vulnerable who needs their service.

to the frontliners,
we sincerely appreciate your heroism.
we are grateful for all that you do
for our country.
we are in awe of your selfless service.

you are indeed our heroes.
the world needs more people like you.
thank you for existing.

Total stranger you are to me yet our worlds are starting to be one. Thought of you makes me giggle from bright morning to gloomy midnight.

And the stars. Twinkling gracefully as they form newly discovered constellation in my own eyes. Your face. Your smile.

Would I walk with you in the shoreline under the moonlight? Yes, in my best dress, i would. Until we're grey and old.

Your secret smile, the way you intentionally cough before you start talking. I have loved those.

And the way you make me feel everytime i hear your name. It's different.
You are different, my love.

and just like that, she became invisible
like how humans are oblivious to the
beauty of flowers

yet we are so crazy over roses

her eyes are alluring like the daisies
white petals emblems her
pellucid heart

yet they bat an eye on her

and just like that, she wilted clumsily
as she was only a daisy in the field
of roses

Don’t fall in love with a person like me
I will take you to coffee shops always,
if you ask me out on a date.

Don’t fall in love with a person like me
All I want you to give me are books
every time you ask me what present
I want.

Don’t fall in love with a person like me
I am a movie *****, I see everything
as a movie, even you.

Don’t fall in love with a person like me
All I listen to is the lyrics of song, not its
rhythm.

Don’t fall in love with a person like me
I feel everything so deeply, and it’s a
curse.

So please, don’t fall in love with me

I was looking straight to the door when you suddenly entered and then stared at me.
I noticed how surprised you were, I can see it in your eyes.
You smiled at me, I noticed how your lips moved.
For a minute or two, my heart beats so fast but the people around us were moving so slow.
I was about to smile back but by the aroma of the coffee inside the shop, I suddenly woke up and then you disappeared.
Maybe one day, we will meet at the coffee shop again somewhere and the timing will be right.

I wish you wouldn't feel any regret
Regret because you follow what
the people around you told you
what to do so

I wish you wouldn't feel any emptiness
Emptiness because you think prioritizing
others first than yourself is okay

I wish you wouldn't feel any pain
Pain because you always choose
to shut up when your significant other
hurts you

I wish you wouldn't feel any anger
Anger because you can't accept the
fact that your ex is happy with your
best friend

I wish everything I said will remain
just a text and will not happen in real
life

To the inspired.
To the believers.
To the soul searchers.

To those who never gave up.
To those struggling but puts a smile to brighten up others day.
To those who still believes in love despite the bitterness in this world.

To everyone who sees beauty in the chaos.
To everyone who fought for the rights of others.
To everyone who sheltered the homeless and the poor.
To everyone who accepts everyone despite the color, differences and faith.

To you,

Thank you. Cheers.

i’m so used of not being good enough that’s why i push everyone away,

i don’t want to ever go through with it—pushing people away,

but it’s my insecurity whispering in my ears to push them away.

when will this end?

i don't want to be stuck in this forever
that's why i am setting my feelings free

i know that this is only a one sided love
that's why i am setting my feelings free

you know nothing about this
that's why i am setting my feelings free

i assumed about everything*
that's why i am setting my feelings free

People will betray you.
Some closest to you will leave you.
No one will care about you.
Everything around you will change.

You will cry.
Your heart will be broken.
You will be lost at some point in
your life.
You will fail over and over again.

But then you will wake up one day
and realize that those things happens
to everyone.
And no matter what you go through,
the truth is, life must go on.
You just have to keep moving forward.
If there's a darkness, there's a light too.

Dive into the unknown, no fear in sight
I dive into the mysteries, fueling my fire
No room for regrets, no doubts restrain
For in these daring acts, I come to see
Wisdom blooms, boundless and bright.

She wish she knew the reason why he ran away.
What was running in his head why he left her.
And why he needed or wanted to do it.
The girl suffered a lot, seeking for the answers and guessing what really happened.
At the end of the day, she realized that maybe there was no love at all.
Or because she love him so deeply with her soul, that's why he left.

(in collaboration with  Sanlea Jalane)

I fail to see it,
but now i see it clearly

And now all i see is gray,
painful gray

Just a piece of peace,
in a little space

But i believe,
if i continue to delve

The pain turns beautifully,
and the heart rest peacefully

A heart can truly rest,
if we let it be

Slowly but surely,
pain will be free

someone broke the news
for sure cause me blues
chills all over my body
starry night sky turned foggy

sitting here reminiscing
day we walk outside raining
you handed me your kaffiyeh
you said "girl, wear this okay?"

you were the nicest
we were the closest
your jokes causes outburst
won't stop til our stomach hurts

expected but it won't sink
now you are gone in a blink
all things comes to an end
rest in peace dear old friend

She often wonders when love will arrive, when her heart will truly come alive. She dreams of a gentle day where she becomes the keeper of someone's heart.

She imagines being the star in someone's sky, the reason behind their every smile. She looks forward to a bright, kind day when she becomes the sparkle in someone's eye.

For now, she walks alone, dreaming of a love she's never known. In the quiet moments, hope whispers that one day, love will guide her way.

Believing in Qadr comforts her. It reminds her that her journey has a purpose. Until then, she trusts her love is written in the stars.

Let yourself feel the pain if it exist.

Embrace the grief that way you want it to.

Fall in love deeply, and let your guards down.

Feel the emotions that you are afraid to feel.

It's gonna sting a bit, I won't lie.

But it will make you more human.

I saw everything in my
peripheral vision.
You glanced, you stared,
you even smiled.
I said "Hi" inside my head.

your name
speaks a thousand
memories of yesterday

hearing it
brings back butterflies
in my stomach

seeing it
makes me
blush unintentionally

your name
makes my heart
wrench all over again

life has been  
great lately.
the sun
reconciled  with
the moon.
they shine  twice
now.
shade of darkness
almost gone.
no more
thunderstorm in
the neighbourhood
too.
only rainbows and
sunshine.

the ocean and the rain

cried for her,

for the many chances

she let go.


a chance of loving someone

but too frightened by the

thunders and waves

inside her head.

she can only
hear the
blaring sound
of guns and bombs
and the
dreadful sound of
thunder and storm
inside her head.

not a single word
came out from her
mouth,
she stopped screaming
for she can’t hear
herself anymore.

i could laugh
for the rest of
my life
if its you i could
laugh with

if i could turn back time,
                                   i will not
                                   go to the
                                   same place
                                   that made
                                   us cross
                                   our paths.

She peeled her oranges today,
actually for years,
but this isn’t about oranges.

She holds things together,
piece by piece, peel by peel,
grown used to her hands
and the strength they reveal,
but this isn’t about oranges.

It feels strange when another
reaches out, offers to peel,
to see past the layers,
the parts that are real,
but this isn’t about oranges.

She learns self-reliance,
but maybe it’s true,
that letting someone help
doesn’t make her less, but new,
and again, this isn’t about oranges.

So here’s to the balance,
to peeling her own,
yet knowing it’s okay
not to do it alone.

Because, in the end,
this isn’t just about oranges.