Sunday, December 1, 2013

pasca kerja.

i go by aizat amdan,

so long fare thee well
the dancer and the dancing days have taken leave and fell
so turn down this bed of stone
quench me with the deadly nightshade from the rose that you belong

the long december rain is falling now
running down on streets to nowhere
music is my life you're my sweetest nightingale
but i can't hear it here no more
and i go i go 
 
hush now don't shake or break
words have fallen silent like soldiers to the grave
no matter what they do or say
lay me on the sleepy meadow by the tracks upon your face
 
pasca kerja?

merindui saat-saat sibuk itu. merindui waktu terasa mampu dimanfaatkan sebaiknya. merindui rasa dagang di kalangan yang lain. merindui mudah susah di alam realiti. merindui hujung-hujung minggu yang terasa sangat terisi. merindui anak-anak syurga fakih setiap ahad. merindui muayasyah bersama semua. rindu itu dan ini.

pasca kerja?

r.i.n.d.u.

moga Allah terima segala pekerjaan ni. Allahumma ameen.

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