The Fallen buddha

I used not to have a single care
of this small world
BUT now, you have enlightened
me of its
cruelty and injustices

I used to be innocent
not knowing much
and had very little
burden on my heart

Now you have shown me
the light
that blackens the
brightest space
and consumes everything
that stands in between

Thank you for the
REVELATION!

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I wrote this poem when I was doing my undergraduate studies. I can't recall the reason for touching on this issue, really. But I remember that this poem was sort of inspired by Dr. Jalal (though I can't recall the connection haha). Mind you, this is one of my 'darker' poems (though such category is subjective and open to discussion).

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HAKCIPTA TERPELIHARA - NURUL ALIA ZULKIFLI 2011.

In the darkness of the night

She threaded her way there silently

Anger and hatred supressed

for there were mouths to feed

Around her

lustful animals waiting for a prey

though she sometimes wondered

a prey or better yet a bait;

forking out their fortunes on beds

At times she felt like running away

but the many wants, needs and dreams

relied on her fate

The sharks too could smell the blood

and would trace everyone in it

'tis a bloody relationship

Death is perhaps the mighty

answer

to such iffy mishap.

borrowed from Zachary Burt's blog

Contemplating misery

CONTEMPLATION: - is a chunky word...

When ALL is lost
then the process begins

MISERY: -

Ha..ha..har..hard to explain
suffocation of mixed
FEELINGS

If only you could still feel...

Status aku bukan satu pertunjukan

Kalau aku single

bukan bermakna hatiku tak berpunya

banyak rasaku mungkin kau

yang tak mendapatnya

Jika aku in a relationship

tak semestinya aku perlukan dia

satu sms di dinihari, satu panggilan sesudah senja

aku bukan penghias hanya di skrin blackberry

Andai aku kata it's complicated

kebarangkalian aku menemukan dia tinggi

atau hanya sukar melupakan kamu

sempatkah mereka membaca riak di wajahku?

Jika engaged itu aku

permainan ini hampir tamat

hati ini hampir terisi

tapi aku tak pasti apakah kau punya reaksi

Kalau akhirnya aku married

maka sahlah sudah aku kepunyaannya

maka redhalah aku harapkan dari DIA

dengan kasih aku kan berkata

"iya, status aku bukan satu pertunjukan"

Puisi Gelap

Percaturan Ke Neraka

Aku kesatria-kah?
Atau sekadar gurkha?
Aku panglima-kah?
Atau sekadar sida-sida?
Bukan JANTAN
Tidak pula wanita

Aku punya suara
Tapi tak mampu bicara
Aku punya ketegasan
Tapi tak berdaya memutuskan
Aku punya keinginan
Tapi kematian akal

Gerakkan aku wahai pencatur
Ku bernafas tapi tak bernyawa
Melainkan kau yang memegangnya
Aku cuma ingin MATI!