white magnolia

Am I belong to another 'space'? Sometimes,this kind of thought piercing my mind.It can't be helped,but just to make me feel better,i always ignore this kind of question.Yes,ignorance is only a minute of escape,to keep my head straight.It will come again later and knock the door.You wish you could ignore that knock sounds,but it annoys you this much.

Then day by day,looking up at moon and stars,i start to believe that world is dynamic itself.A moon is not always full and bright.Stars not always there,glittering.They all have their own time.

So why would you bother when the other site of you start emerging.Sometimes,i feel myself own an old heart,very old,ancient.I keep it.The quest of "Am I belong to another space?" is okkay,I mean it is not something to be afraid of,I can handle that compared to this one;

'Am I the only one feel this kind of weird energy through ancienty,classical?Am I?"

Is this some kind of disease?Or actually,because i am willing to seek this kind of thing that it starts to seek me.

Today,i strike into a song.A beauty song.A deep story behinds white magnolia.Inspired by a death. It is the day when she(writer) walked into a yard to house of her friend,whom died because of cancer.The long walking path on that day was full with white magnolias and light rain.And she(writer) too having that disease,but she is blessed with 'more time'.

So,listen.Behind every song,there is always a story.You have no right to criticize too much when you yourself not know what was actually happened in writer's life.The same goes to poem.It has value in it,for those who foreseeing.



I see some sorrows in your eyes.Keep your head high.My dua is always there for you.Be brave :)

Lama lahai cuti,cacing panas in the house.Nasib dapat jumpa dato paduka Husam.Kena debik sedas dua untuk orang muda memang bes.