Lith-A-Fayyo

LITH-A-FAYYO

Great expenditure of sweet play

End of episode in long-dark story

No matter what number of calendar

Sure...

But ...

At least, I try

ONE DAY OFF

(blank-mind without u-u)

under the ~indo~ of holy place

some~here of the outer

hardstep of host, of course, the platoon of flatfeet

it's their cage, right

fara~ay from routine

~hat a relief!

feel empty, blank-mind after 

dirt 've done yest, yest b4, and much more yest

shame on u

but ~ho cares

nobody indeed

failed-life o' creature

hohoo nice call-out

~rong ~ay, bad choice o' mate

hahahaa...

even the real prince could

no turn the line

ooh, shit!!

but it's oks

it'll b end any~ay

nice, cloud to stare bout 4 hours

~hile do nuthin'

yummy freedom is ez

no hardcall nor message

no hand reach out, nor even fake smile

strangers' teeth could be another part o' fillers

than the empty-bullshit news 've read

eaxhausted, dried, creep

beside the tired old ~omen ~ith their things 2 trade

mild smokin', pure ~ater, unhealthy noddle 

just really hot lunch under holy dome

some friends around 

maroon5, adele, coldplay, n special guest maher zain

~hataday

~hataday

~hataday

 

 

 

(pict : reginaldbull.com)

I'M TWO N' .....

I take a look about
realize that I've been older now
without gettin' nuthin' in spendin' those time
that I'm two and ....

       Anxiety and fear comin' closer
       that I'll never know 'bout this long-
       boresome time
       that all my steps were just in vain
       that He still keeps me waaitin' for nuthin'

I'm two and ...
but it's felt such a loneliness
for noone really beside

      Losin' that shiny time
      hopin' that bright next-days
      wonderin' bout the old days
      dreamin' the end of journey

Oohh Lord.... I don't know!

A TIED - LINE

solitaire

blue

empty

get me

push me

force me

seduce me

to the circle of black

that must be ended

for age's bein' more

time that hard to live ....

so man bad things - I know -

have being passed, being done

some long-hard journey

some foolish-stupid lies

of blue-dark fate

hypocrite for real

for surely no-body hurts with that

even it'll kill me my self

it'll gasp me

spite my face

hurt my self

should I

cry

scream

be blind 

bein' away

naked and cold

for

nobody cares

 

BE THE BEST OF WHATEVER YOU ARE (poetry)

If you can’t be a pine on the top of the hill,
Be a scrub in the valley — but be
the best little scrub by the side of the rill;

Be a bush if you can’t be a tree.

If you can’t be a bush be a bit of the grass,
and some highway happier make;

If you can’t be a muskie then just be a bass —
But the liveliest bass in the lake!

We can’t all be captains, we’ve got to be crew,
there’s something for all of us here,

There’s big work to do, and there’s lesser to do,
And the task you must do is the near.

If you can’t be a highway then just be a trail,
If you can’t be the sun be a star;
It isn’t by size that you win or you fail —
Be the best of whatever you are!

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Kalau engkau tak mampu menjadi beringin 

yang tegak di puncak bukit
jadilah belukar, 

tetapi belukar yang baik, 

yang tumbuh di tepi danau.

Kalau kamu tak sanggup menjadi belukar,
Jadilah saja rumput, 

tetapi rumput yang memperkuat tanggul pinggiran jalan.

Kalau engkau tak mampu menjadi jalan raya
jadilah saja jalan kecil,
tetapi jalan setapak yang
membawa orang ke mata air

Tidaklah semua menjadi kapten
tentu harus ada awak kapalnya….

Bila tak mampu menjadi matahari,

jadilah bintang.

Bukan besar kecilnya tugas 

yang menjadikan rendahnya nilai dirimu

Jadilah saja dirimu….

Sebaik-baiknya dari dirimu sendiri

(By Douglas Malloch)

11-11-11

eleven-eleven-eleven

just like the days before

ev’rythin’s so normal

sebelas November tahun dua ribu sebelas

sama seperti hari dan tanggal yang lain

semua berjalan seperti biasa

ada senoktah harap memang

to look back 4nomore

even I’ve been torn for these months

really torn

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sYAhku6gKQA

TORN  (NATALIE IMBRUGLIA) :

Nothing's fine I'm torn
I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor….

arah kehidupan memang telah berubah

hampir separuh waktuku rasanya hanya di jalan

means I must stay on this road

and enjoying the crowd

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XKT1PScntxU
STAY ON THIS ROAD (AHA) :
Stay on these roads
We shall meet, I know
Stay on...my love
You feel so weak, be strong
Stay on, stay on
We shall meet, I know
I know

 

meski tidak ada sesuatu yang istimewa

tapi hari ini : 11-11-11

tetap merupakan hari yang indah

saat yang penuh kedamaian

some time that I’ll never stay on no more

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Wme7z8mBOM
DAMAI BERSAMA-MU (CHRISYE) :
jangan biarkan damai ini pergi
jangan biarkan semuanya berlalu
haya pada-Mu Tuhan
tempat ku berteduh....

(mari besyukur atas waktu yang telah diberikan pada-Nya pada kita)

ANAKMU BUKAN ANAKMU

Anakmu bukanlah anakmu

mereka adalah putra kerinduan diri Sang Hidup.

Melaluimu mereka ada

namun bukan darimu.

Meskipun mereka bersamama

mereka bukan milikmu.

Kamu boleh memberikan kasih sayangmu

tapi bukan pikiranmu

karena mereka punya kehidupan sendiri.

( Kahlil Gibran )

Untuk teks lengkapnya sebagai berikut : 

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let our bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.

Anak-anakmu bukanlah anak-anakmu.
Mereka adalah putra putri dari kehidupan yang merindukan dirinya sendiri,
Mereka datang melaluimu tetapi bukan darimu,
Dan walaupun mereka tinggal bersamamu, mereka bukanlah milikmu.
Kau dapat memberikan kasih-sayangmu tetapi tidak pikiranmu,
Karena mereka mempunyai pemikiran sendiri.
Kau dapat memberikan tempat untuk raga tetapi tidak untuk jiwa mereka,
Karena jiwa mereka menghuni rumah masa depan,
yang tak dapat kau kunjungi, bahkan tak juga dalam mimpi-mimpimu.
Kau dapat berupaya keras untuk menjadi seperti mereka,
tetapi jangan mencoba membuat mereka sepertimu,
Karena kehidupan tidak berjalan kebelakang juga tak tinggal di mas alalu.
Kau adalah busur dari mana anak-anakmu melesat ke depan sebagai anak panah hidup…
Sang pemanah melihat sasaran di atas jalur di tengah keabadian,
dan DIA meliukkanmu dengan kekuatanNYA
sehingga anak panahNYA dapat melesat dengan cepat dan jauh.
Biarkanlah liukkanmu di tangan sang pemanah menjadi keceriaan;
Bahkan DIA pun mengasihi anak panah yang terbang,
demikian juga DIA mengasihi busur yang mantap.

( On Children - Kahlil Gibran )

 

--- dari berbagai sumber ---

NEPOTISM IN OURS

There R’ some people

livin’ in our organism

our home big-bright home

They live with us

they talk, breathe, eat, drink with us

but they live on their own

they R’ just parasite

they live for their own race

Living with them is just bein’ annoyed

they act rude
as bigger as their forefathers

even they R’ just moron

They R’ provocative
they R' "long-hand"

they R’ dumb-lazy

they talk too much

they lay too much

they demand too much

However…

 we just do nuthin’

we accept their actin’

just because

they R’ the family-relative

son-daughter-nephew-niece-son in law

or even just a neighbor …..

of our BOOOOSSSSSS

(ilustration : irrastible.com & duniatanaman.com)

THE COMA

(when I'm trapped in such a monotonous route)

when the path 'R long n' solitaire
and when the the words I'm talkin' R' monologue
and the private-legal-room's spacious but cold
'cause ev'rybody's speechless but the mouth's wide-opened

          is there any long dot
          or will be full-stop
         (all I do's ridin' n' empty-starin')

Lord .... the buzz in ears are gettin' louder
and I'm in doubt 'bout the venue
so, who's out there?
will U be here?
or, will the path gettin' colder?

ALPAM DALAM KENANGAN (part 1)

GOOD BYE MY ALPAM

Time passes by

so fast and unpredictable

ya, waktu bergulir begitu cepat

menggilas segala kenangan dan keindahan

meninggalkan seonggok duka

tentu saja.

          Cest 'la vie

          memang begitulah kehidupan

          sunah Illahi yang tak bisa dihindari

          bahwa segalanya tak ada yang abadi

Temanku, saudaraku

bertahun kita berjuang satu asa

bercanda - berlara

merajut cita dan mengemban amanah bersama

mencerdaskan mutiara-mutiara bangsa

'kan kelak jadi pemimpin-pemimpin negeri

          Bapak .. Ibu ...

          dalam pusaran waktu dan berbilang tahun

          kita telah mengarungi deretan masa bersama

          kami mencoba menguras segala mampu dan ikhtiar

          menepis semua letih dan lelah

          agar kami bisa memberikan pelayanan terbaik

          atas kepercayaanmu menitipkan permata hatimu

Anak-anakku

wajah imutmu - tingkah polosmu

dan canda riangmu

melepas penat setelah berkutat dengan buku

menuntut ilmu bersama guru

          ALPAM...

          akankah kubisa melupakan

          kenangan indah ini

          ingin semua tak hilang

          ingin rasanya berlama-lama

          dalam menuntaskan cita-cita bersama

Tapi .....

segalanya tak ada yang abadi

karena rotasi, perputaran, perubahan, pergerakan, perpindahan

pasti 'kan terjadi

        Jalan panjang itu

        berliku, membentang indah di belakang

        namun, jalan panjang itu juga

        terbentang menantang di depan

        berkelok indah 'tuk dilalui

Kini....

semua yang berbingkai indah itu

tinggal menjadi memori

hanya terdengar lirih, kini

kata pisah dan doa setulus hati

"sayonara - farewell - selamat tinggal"

dan secuil pengharapan yang mengiringi

agar Allah mengkaruniai

kemudahan dan kekuatan

demi gemilangnya Al-Azhar tercinta

demi syiarnya risalah kita

Insya Allah!!! 

        

THE CRIME OF ME

Walkin' on the intersection
of the universe
this planet's gettin' older
the livin's gettin' crowder
the globo problems' gettin' colder
but, I don't care

      People's fightin' for nuthin'
      they're strugglin' for a little stupidities
      they're seizin' for the faith they believe
      nobody tries to understand to each other
      so, should I care?

Tiap hari bocah-bocah Palestine ditembak
diculik, ditangkap, direnggut kemerdekaannya
oleh penjajah Israel
ribuan janda menangisi kepergian para syuhada
tapi, siapa peduli?

      Tiap detik bayi-bayi mati kelaparan
      menjadi santapan gagak
      menjadi ajang pesta lalat gurun pasir
      di Somalia, di Ethiopia, dan di belahan bumi di sana
      di ujung kampung kita
      di bawah jembatan layang
      di gubuk-gubuk di pinggir sungai
      di sana... di sana.... dan di sana
      dan, apa peduli kita?


And, when cryin's gettin' louder
and when dyin' becomes the common issue
and when fightin' is the ussual way to get somethin'
and when our party's almost over...
who  f@#$&^%  care ?????