LiTeRaturE

Undelivered letter...

The day I fell for you,
I halt my heart,
I stop my pace,
I close my eyes.

You are not mine,
I'm not yours,
For we should return
and never take another step
to where we began.

For I shall not receive,
Nor shall I deliver,
The heart of mine to thee,
For we are better off as friend
than the otherwise.

NARN (9.30am - 13/12/2014)
"The Shape of My Heart"
Mines Wellness Hotel  


Another of my collection that hasn't been published yet :) 

Waktu itu Masa

Bila masa terhenti,
Aku buntu memikirkan
Nasib diriku,
Yang kian jauh dari
Jalan kebenaran,
dan kian hampir
dengan kemungkaran.

Bila waktu terhenti,
Adakah hatiku mati?
Dek kejutan khabaran Ilahi,
Menyentuh segenap
jiwa nurani,
Kematian yang tidak
munkin dapat dihenti.

Bila masa akan
benar-benar terhenti,
aku pasti menyesali
akan perbuatan ku ini,
Terkilan pada setiap
saat ku buangi,
 Terkilan pada setiap
arahan ku ingkari,
Terkilan pada setiap
detik ku taburi
dengan dosa-dosa dunia ini.

Tatkala waktu terhenti dan berhenti,
Pasti telah terlewat sekali,
Untuk hambamu menyesali,
Kelancangan rasa hati,
Kekalutan mencari dan tercari,
Kebodohanku menolak ke tepi,
Hidayah abadi,
Milik Ilahi lagi yang Maha mengetahui…


Nukilan
Nasuha ARN (12/03/2012)



Pic: Thanks to web & the beautiful picture.

Castle

Upon those castles
live the royalties
sleep in the majestic chambers
but scared of loosing their power.

Up upon those glamorous tower
stay in the beauty that never decay
is the high and mighty figures
the prince take a special glance
but worried of nothingness

Up upon those bloody sweat
a spell was cast
to those arrogant royalties
to refine only the pure blood
and to love only their own kind
thus, it smear the hatred of the outcast
and placed wall to the heart of doom. 


draft created by,
Nasuha ARN
(created - n.d., published - Tuesday, 04/12/2012)



























A Place Call Home

A place call home is
Where comfort comes and goes
Where heart aches and soothes
Where loves spreads and dissolves
Where siblings quarrels and makes up
Where mum nagging and giving advice
Where dad missing and pop surprising
Where the uproar and chaos will always be there
Where the kindness and happiness will always come after

Though, it is the place that I would love to be,
Because comfort doesn’t mean artificial happiness nor does it mean fake love.
It will always start with a misunderstanding and end up with missing each other warm and love.
Thus, a place call home is the definition you could never compare with others because it will never be
the same.

Create by,
NASUHA ARN
Sunday - 30/07/2011







Turn

Every turning point I see something
I turn right and see a piece of Smile
I turn left and see a  piece of hatred
I turn front and see a piece of sadness
I turn back and see a piece of joy

No matter where I turn
No matter who I see
No matter what 
Turn!
Turn!
Turn!
November 1, 2010
         NARN






(IPP, Langkawi)

These are some of my latest poem (Malay&English)....
p/s:-I shall put the archive one later :)

LOST

I lost in the sea of dreams,
I can see the one and only dream,
But I cannot reach further,
It is too close and yet too far,
There’re gaps along to my only dream.

I lost in the sea of hopes,
Where I can wish but not expect,
The things I always hope for,
It’s almost near me and yet it far from my grabs,
Why? The only words I can ask but non to reply.

I lost in the sea of people,
I can see the one I love and the one I hate most,
But it almost impossible to reach either one,
It seems far enough to hold and yet it passes me by,
I reach my hands for one to hold and nothing held on accept fate.

I lost in the sea of lost,
Losing my mind, my love, my dreams and my joy,
Lost to the stubbornness of my soul,
Lost to the weakness of my heart,
Lost to the jealousy of my mind,
Lost to the happiness of my enemy,

I lost in my own war,
To fight for my freedom and desires,
To fight for my rights as a woman, daughter, sister and human,
To the fight of the rigid culture and religion believers,
Though, I did won pieces of it,
It is for my voice to be heard,
In this pieces of papers,
That would not know yet who the readers be. 

NARN

Indah Alam: Rindunya Padamu Tuhan.

Sekilas ku terlihat keindahan alam,
Tergiang alunan ‘Lukisan Alam’ di hatiku,
Bertapa indahnya ciptaan Tuhan,
Ukiran tuhan yang tiada tandingannya.

Tatkala ku memandang kali keduannya,
Rasa syukur ku panjatkan kepadaNya
Pemilik alam raya ini,
Alunan ‘Syukur’ mula menusuk hatiku.

Lalu pada kali ketiganya,
Langkahku terhenti dek sayu hati ini,
Tingkah hatiku,
“Bertapa ruginya manusia yang berpaling dariNya”.
Ciptaan Tuhan cantik lagi bererti,
Tapi jarang sekali manusia mensyukuri,
Tuhan ampunkan dosa hambamu ini,
Aku akan senantisa merinduiMU
tatkala memandang ciptaanMu
Lukisan alam raya MU.

10/03/10-Wednesday (11.50a.m.)