Best Kota Poems
And all it happened
As i feared
Turned into life
A nightmare
When i touched the flame
I burned down
All my ashes
Lingered around
Seeing the sky
Lying on disgust
Can never bring stars
Into your palm anigh.
Awake
And revive
From those ashes
And burn down those stars
With victory of crashes.
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O My Queen please gets well soon
So you take your cake you asked from Ayah
I know you are in pain
And you know how much I love you my dear
I cannot express how deep I am wounded with pain
The pain you are feeling
It is your destiny to feel such pain in your birthday
It is ordained by Allah so you may be strong enough to face this world
I knew you would be well kalasahanku (my love)
Ayah still thankful to Allah that you are to feel the challenge
But had that challenge could be transferred to me
I am greatly willing to take it to ease you my darling
Be strong enough because Allah still loves you so much
As I do love you My Queen, Ratuka Sihku Ashasulu
Remember and inked this in your heart
Your Ayah indeed loves you so much
I love you so much Anak, I love you so much
And I miss you so much and you are always in my hug
My tears maybe whispers you calmness and peace
If my weep comforts you; I will make you feel it
I am far from you physically, but my love embraces you
You may not see me crying but I am letting you to feel it
You are in my prayer every seconds of the moment
So please get well soon lasa!
27th April 2013. 11:00am
University Condo Apartment, Kota Kinabalu
Ratu still in the Melaka Hospital treated for Leptospirosis
Her birthday is 25th April 2013. Exactly four years old.
This is a tragedy
A tragic in the history
MH a Malaysian Hospitality
Ended in a catastrophe
Another date of unhappy
July 17 you flew from Amsterdam
MH 17 you are proud flying no harm
Boeing 777 is your airplane
You are shot down in Ukraine
That’s in the Russian border
In the conflict zone it happen
Malaysians are shock
Everyone felt struck
And we mourn the attack
Crying your luck
Your destiny hack
Before MH370 is back
You come with a shock
Suppose Kuala Lumpur is your last track
Kota Kinabalu (18 July)
No engineer without them
Without them who is footballer
Pilots are born of them
And the youth are from them.
There are no 'his and her' if it was not them
Each employee is born from them
And the our leaders too
Take it to the peak of success.
Who are mother if not them
No father became leaders
He also educated children from them
Without them no one goes everywhere.
O they are nations’ educators
Authors are not born if not them
Thanks should be extended to them
As education is the right direction.
Happy Teachers Day 2015
I love you teacher. Let's sail together. Layag Sug!
Kota Kinabalu, 11:49 AM, 15May2015
More than enough for me, a small country
There is no bloodshed, the winning is free
So the government rules are not our foes
Life even at bet, at least on our own bit
Than a country of big, but a war it will take
Ours not the country, not even our territory
Let the owners govern they and have their say
They won’t accept us to lead their heads
They don’t like the islanders, to captain the ship
They have their own chief in the land wide field
Like them is us will never accept their lead
Never had we recognize, their captain in the trip
They will do theirs among their kind
For the cause’s sake, there must be a divide
And then we are to unite, to hold our rights
The winning is completed to get back to basic!
Sunday, 10 November 2013
7:17am, Kota Kinabalu
Chill by beach of Pitas.
Rain comes in a heavy task.
Return home to a break.
Another night to medicate tired.
Thanks Allah we intend.
Well-intentioned we are blessed.
Preach in the village of Rungus.
The Maulud rejoiced.
Kota Marudu we go.
Still raining until while ago!
Kota Kinabalu
21 Jan 2014
wind windy, windy shore,
wind with affectionate lonely hug of soul
from whence comes the wind
if not from thence prank
The long-shore winds
wind blowing so long
wind came into the forest
taken by sea goblin
kota kinabalu
1:12am
14j13
It takes courage to believe,
we can move the mountains.
Until our time ends,
we still live facing hardship to ease.
Kota Kinabalu
Everyday news heard
Palestinian in Gaza City bombarded
Israel claimed land inherited
Baby cries
Mother shed tears
Many weeps
Never you deceit
This is a blood tears
Kg. Delima
Kota Kinabalu
January 17, 2009
11:45AM
Me, no mysterious as the man in the iron mask. You need not to find the truth underneath my being. Me became the prisoner of of love. No hate. Just that. And peace. Yes. All of one. Me, not a dreamer of a metaphorical sense.
Me not a historian and philosopher to find the truth and to resolve the mystery of the pasts. As me, myself are under the custody of my creator and my heritage. As me not a prisoner of hate, even takes advantage of a salvaging faith.
Me, one will never you can see the face, even it's not hidden in a mask of black velvet cloth, though me loves to wear black. What is me is a transparent being, like drops of the morning rain, goes to the roots of blooming roses.
Me not a jailer of human discrimination, only with hopes me keep going. My identity is me doing, is the yesterday of this morning. But not this mourning, over a dying heritage, me doesn't want to leave, rotting.
Me not be the subject of different books, research and teaching, me see through how the morning comes to end when the dusk turns to evening, every time. But me like to be a flower, every time it blossoms sees the the rain pouring.
Skypod, Kota Kinabalu. 10 Aug 16. 2:10Pm
What's the fault of the children
Born from the undocumented parents
They have rights to be registered
Where they were born and live
The rights are not limited
Not even those who are documented
They are the citizens of the world
Why can't they be accommodated
Even simply for a birth certificate
What is important they become "legal"
Although there are no "illegal migrants"
What happen to the system
Let's "get everyone in the picture".
Because everyone is part of a whole!
The Palace Hotel, Kota Kinabalu
241115. 9:52AM
It is in heaven I shall live forever
the earth is my floor
and the sky is my canopy
it sends the rains to make rivers
to water me and grow me plants
for a simple sustenance
and for me a bountiful food
I do not meanly the falsehood
and concealing the truth
I do not create mischief
and trouble in my homeland
I am created from nothing
and nothing is me
and that me is secret to itself
A secret that Allah kept to discover
where I shall believe is true
nothingness is only seen from nothing
that nothing exists to prove I am nothing
that nothingness exists
in my existence it is indeed nothing
I do exist as nothing.
As I shall always need to believe
that my life would be restored
it is upon my life’s death
that Allah will teach me what I do not know
He will teach me who knows nothing
that nothing is indeed me
and without Him I really mean nothing!
UCA, Kota Kinabalu,
Sabah
29 June 2014
1st Ramadan 1435
in the school I am thought to learn
some teacher use to tell me
my grades are depend on me
the teacher are only to record
that's the role of the teacher
really?
the teacher must be called
a recorder, instead.
Kota Kinabalu
Apparently
I am jailed in the room
reading the books of haters
where I can see caterpillars
spreading on the grave
rotting.
I even heard voices
shouting from the pages
the bourgeoisie are squeezed
cuddled by greedy mice
narrating rotten lies.
21 September 2018
Kota Kinabalu
I listen to the moon
The moon shows me sky
I listen to the wind
The wind blows me calm
I listen to the darkness
The darkness gives me light
I listen to the sunlight
The sunlight tells me to break
To break my fast!
Because
I listen to them all
many are streets hungry
but I never learned to blame.
26 April 2020
4:21PM
Jalan Kayu Madang
Kota Kinabalu