Khazanah

Ada kacang tumbuh di akar,

Akar menyangkut bawah titian;

Carilah akal fikir-fikir,

Jangan menyesal di kemudian.

Apa bunyi berderang-derang,

Itulah bunyi kulit kerang;

Ingat bimbang zaman sekarang,

Sedikit yang betul banyak yang kurang.

Apa guna meragi kain,

Kalaulah tidak ada bunganya;

Apa guna cari yang lain,

Kalaulah tidak lebih darinya.

Kalau tuan menebang jati,

Biar serpih tumbangnya jangan;

Kalau tuan mencari ganti,

Biar lebih kurang jangan.

Kucing kurus menghembus api,

Sudah hembus padam menyala;

Kurus kering kerana susah hati,

Kerana telinga tak mendengar kata.

=Are You A Killer?=

A woman, while at the funeral of her own mother, met a guy whom she did not know.

She thought this guy was amazing.

She believed him to be her dream guy so much, that she fell in love with him right there,

but never asked for his number and could not find him.

A few days later she killed her sister.




Question: What is her motive for killing her sister?


Answer: This was a test by a famous American Psychologist used to test if one has
the same mentality as a killer.
Many arrested serial killers
took part in the test and answered the question correctly.

>Bahasa Mudah Paham: wanita itu mahu jumpa lelaki itu lagi. ngeri bukan? hehehe

=i adore this art=

>im impressed the way their throw the idea..orang musik kita pun apa kurangnya,sekarang sudah makin hebat mencetak flyers.tiada lagi flyers dari kedai cetak hitam putih.hebat kan orang musik kita?!

Board Game vs Bored Game

Played by millions.
Buying, selling, building
Game Monopoly.

Dominating the market,
Eliminating players large and small,
Corporate Monopoly.

The win at all costs mentality,
Addicted to toys and possessions,
Stress Monopoly.

> eh.tapi kami tak main Monopoly..kami main Saidina.siang malam pagi petang.

> eh.kami cuma orang Melayu dengan semangat nak berniaga..kagum tak?

=On her graduation day=

Forget about the days
when it's been cloudy,
but don't forget your
hours in the sun.
Forget about the times
you've been defeated,
but don't forget
the victories you've won.
Forget about mistakes
that you can't change now,
but don't forget the lessons
that you've learned.
Forget about misfortunes
you've encountered,
but don't forget the times
your luck has turned.
Forget about the days
when you've been lonely,
but don't forget the friendly
smiles you've seen.
Forget about plans
that didn't seem
to work out right,
but don't forget to always
have a dream.

>im happy for her.and accidentally,the colour of her faculty is PINK.hehe..her fav colour!(as usual,pempuan kan.hehe)

>i adore her..

=The Architects=

But, as you'd expect, they are very
Impatient, the buildings, having much in them
Of the heavy surf of the North Sea, flurrying
The grit, lifting the pebbles, flinging them
With a hoarse roar against the aggregate

They are composed of — the cliffs higher of course,
More burdensome, underwritten as
It were with past days overcast
And glinting, obdurate, part of the
Silicate of tough lives, distant and intricate

As the whirring bureaucrats let in
And settled with coffee in the concrete pallets,
Awaiting the post and the department meeting —
Except that these do not know it, at least do not
Seem to, being busy, generally.

So perhaps it is only on those cloudless, almost
Vacuumed afternoons with tier upon tier
Of concrete like rib-bones packed above them,
And they light-headed with the blue airiness
Spinning around, and muzzy, a neuralgia

Calling at random like frail relations, a phone
Ringing in a distant office they cannot get to,
That they become attentive, or we do — these
Divisions persisting, indeed what we talk about,
We, constructing these webs of buildings which,

Caulked like great whales about us, are always
Aware that some trick of the light or weather
Will dress them as friends, pleading and flailing —
And fill with placid but unbearable melodies
Us in deep hinterlands of incurved glass.

> sungguh retorik bukan puisi ini..selalu jugak kite dengar perkataan "retorik" dalam politik kita bukan? opss.!

> ini adalah entry pertama..ho yea!

p/s- tanks to wafi yg hasut aku suh wat blog.hehe