smilling as always mesti rase cm serius bile bace tajukkan...xper.. niee hanya sekadar satu puisi yg ttulis dr hati yg sdg mengadu.. moga ade pelajaran disitu utk anta n anti...
Allah, aku tak kuat kerna Kau y Maha Gagah namun aku x mahu mgaku lemah kerana Rasulullah s.a.w seorang yg tabah
wahai Pemilik Hati xdpt ku sembunyikan lagi rase hati kerna Kau Maha Mengetahui namun tetap aku mahu adui, alu lebih senang tarbiahMu mlalui rasulMu aku lebih senang mengingati sunnahnya aku lebih senang belajar dari al-Quran dan hadis, namun x semua tarbiah setiap mase ku dpt kerana susah bgku memahaminya lalu terbit rase putus asa dihatiku
aku tahu iman ku memberontak Tuhan bukalah hijab hatiku memahaminya Tuhan jgn Kau jauhkan dr ku tarbiahMu
السلام عليكم n greetings to all non muslim
بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم
i didnt made this. but i recreate this special for d people in palestin n all around world
yes, we are sisters and brothers..
its origanally from the song of maher zain
u can hear the song in you tube here~~~"hold my hand"
I hear the flower’s kinda crying out loud
The breeze’s sound in sad
we share the same bright sun
The same round moon
Why don’t we share the same love
Yes we share the same things
But why cant we feel the same pain
Arent they our sibling
Tell me when did we become,
So cold and empty inside
Lost a way long time ago
Did we really turn out blind
We don’t see that we keep hurting each other
no
All we do is just fight
Turn around and see what we have left behind
Turns around and see what we have done
Children seem like they’ve lost their smile
On the new blooded playgrounds
How could we ignore , heartbreaking crying sounds
Like nobody really cares
And we just stopped feeling all the pain because
Like it’s a daily basic affair
And yet we’r busy with own course
Telling everybody so many reason
Tell me why not
Life is shorter than most have thought
Hold my hand
There are many ways to do it right
Hold my hand
No matter how far I might be
I’m always gonne be your sisters
There’s only one small planet where to be
So I’m always gonna be your sisters
We cannot hide, we can’t deny
That we’re always gonna be sister and brothers
You’re brothers, my brothers
We’re sisters and brothers
Hold my hand my sisters
We can save the good spirit of me and you
For another chance
And let’s pray for a beautiful world
A beautiful world I share with you
i thought of writting n recreate it to a poem but seem like yeahh...nice try
Hari dah malam…dah lewat sgt..dah pkul 2.10. igt nk tido awal tp tengok adik bsungguh2 hafal utk exam madah akhlak esok x sampai hati laaa nak tido…..
Namun Alhamdulillah, sbnarnyer Allah mahu zakiah bfikir. Ade sesuatu yg perlu diubah dilakukan..sungguh Allah itu ada caraNya yg tsendiri menyentuh hati2 hambaNya..
Xtahu nk buat aper sambil tgu adik…zakiah buat keputusan tuk bluetoothkan gambar2 dr fon ke komputr. Bile bukak computer plak..hurmmm sambil tgu Bluetooth bleh laa bkak internt
“nak bukok gapo yer? Fb? Hurmm…esok2 Allah tanyer malam2 tido
lewat buat aper? Maen fb?Xnak laa T_T…akhirnyer zakiah bukak
blog yg dah penuh sarng2 labah2…huuhhh..”
Xperrblog jump! So pergi laa ke blog teman2…aiza punyer, aeishah punyer, banna punyer, hpa punyer…n tak tkira…tgok sume org punyer…rajinnyer diorang update blog…blog diorang bagus2 lagi..
Daei n tarbiyah mcm kate aiza…
Ia buat zakiah tfikir, aper yg zakiah x buat lagi slame cuti nie? Aper yg zakiah buat?
Hurmm lets see:
~Eat more
~Sleep more
~Solat as always
~Wats more?
Aduyaiii…ish xbaik mgeluh…subhanallah..
Bile nak kene balik alex balik…malam nie baru tfikir nak bawak aper yer? Aper yg zakiah b’azam nak bawak?
Ermm buku cerita? Zakiah balik hari tue…b’azam nak sgt2 nak beli buku English kat mph…pastu sedih sbb xleh nak beli…pakai duit laaa
Ermm…balik umah geladah alamari abah..waaahh byknyer buku xbaca lagi
Sirah rasulullah pom x abis lagi…betullah kalau hari tue ustz cakp org2 yahudi dahulu lebiih mngenali rasulullah dr anaknyer, n jika dibandingkan dgn dirimu?
“wahai diri yang tenang, ketahuilah kamu bacalah aper yg belum kamu ketahui yg ade didepan kamu sebelum kamu bersedih mgharap pada buku yg baru ttp tiada di depan mata mu…laa tahzan…bgembiralah krn Allah tlh memilih mu utk itu….^_^”
Geladah2 bayk laaa plak berkenan nak bawak ke alex…lagi baik yg dr nak beli tue kot..
“ish kalau tinggal yg nie, nanti lambat lagi baru dpt bace yg nie…”
“ish nak bawak ke x sirah rasulullah niee…tebal sgt kan xleh bwk buku2 laen”
“ ish nie tajuk best kene bawak…abes xkan yg nie nk tggal?”
N akhirnya ade laa jugak buku yg perlu dikorbankan…zakiah b’azam nak abiskan sume2 buku abah.
X sangka buku2 yg baru popular skrang dah 19 tahun2 bulan zakiah hidup buku tue dah lame ade kat situ
X sangka abah ade buku “kenapa aku menganut agama islam” yg baru tkenal tue
X sangka abah ade buku “hari2 dalam hidupku” yg ditulis oleh srikandi Islam Zainab Al-Ghazali
X sangkanyer abah ade buku “merawat 7 penyakithati” sedang hati zakiah tenat..
X sangka abah ade buku “cinta dan rindu kepada Allah” sedang zakiah blajar mencintai Allah
X sangka abah dah punyer buku “solat mendidik jiwa” sedang zakiah blajr khusyuk solat..
X sangka rupenyer zakiah dah x payah beli buku “iman syafie-penghulu dan pembaharu ummah dan nasihat2 iman syafie” sedng zakiah masih blum kenal iman mazhab yg zakiah pegang
X sangka dah ade buku “tafsir fi zilalil quran” karangan as-Syahid Syed Qutb yg zakiah kagumi tue… yg zakiah hanya tahu lepas bace buku “quran saintifik”
Zakiah ttanya2 knape baru skarang zakiah tahu?
#Hati memujuk# Sbbnya zakiah sndri cakap hebatnya org bukan islam bila masuk islam mreka lbih hebat dr org2 islam. Mreka mhargai dgn sepenuhnyer nikmat islam dan iman yg Allah beri…bukankan ini yg Allah mahu zakiah fikir… Allah mahu zakiah lebih mhargainya…
#hati bsedih# tapi jika dulu lagi zakiah tlh baca bukankah zakiah jadi lebih baik…zakiah juga mahu jadi srikandi sehebat Rabiatul Adawiyah sudah mbaca kitab2 ayah sejk dr kecil sdg yg lain masih baru blajar bace quran, sdg yg laen asyik bmaen2. Zakiah pom mahu jadi spt mereka..
#hati memujuk# bukankah sumayyah wanita pertama yg syahid, baru beberapa hari beriman pada Allah dan Rasul. Bukan mase yg diukur..bukan quantity yg diukur tp kualiti..lihatlah sejarah2 manusia hebat dgn kedua2 belah matamu tp bukan dgn sebelah matamu..krn jika kamu melihat dgn sebelah mata takut2 kamu tlepas pandg…
“sungguh Allah itu maha penyayang. Sayang sama ertinya dgn cinta maka xsalahlah jika zakiah kate
Allah yg Maha Mencintaimu zakiah. Lihatlah org yg bcinta. Allah tlh tunjukkan utk kamu jadikan pedoman tp bukan ikutan. Jika yg bcinta pom buleh putus dan selepas bcinta dgn ramai jejaka yg disukai barulah akhirnya dijumpai lelaki yg akhirnyer die kahwini. Jika Allah maha Mencintai hambanyer kenapa ade hambanyer yg Allah tentukan lali sebegitu jika bukan supaya menjadi igtn d pengajaran padamu.. cinta Allah cinta yg hakiki…mungkin kamu cube dan cube tapi sukar utk merasainyer…ketahuilah krn akhirnye kamu jumpai juge dan kamu mencintaiNya dg cinta yg x sama spt sebelumnye^_^”
greeting n peace be upon u to all muslim n greetings to all non muslim ^_^
smilling as always^_^
to be true to myself....i miss one of my high skool frens...shes been missing these months... maa nee, i cant punish for what she did no wrong...for i had been missing n lost contact wiff all my fren so long and as always... i stiill rember i lost sudenly from school. n they r searching for me.. i went without a short notice. so i was d one should be punish..maa nee.i deserved it right away whene i lsot contac wif her
hurmm...to be true my heart says shes not in a good shape..my hearts in pain i love my fren..all of my frens as i always do..stalk all of my frens life from a distance looking at their life being the observer... i read her blog as always...i but i rarely write my blog to her hurmm..i still remmber where we were so gud..we r very close during school holidays while waiting for d spm result.. always ym her..pm her chat wif her through out days n nite...n sleep late talk about a prodigy planning games n competition n compete for a poem...she finish hers...but i never finish mine why my days was so compilcated and i even can finish just a poem hurmm...shes truly gud in literature...a gud daughter, sister n frens
i sent pm to her n shes reply...i promise to call her n i called her but engagee when she picked up the phone she cant hear me but i can i heard her said shes going to perform her evening prayer...so put off n didnt disturb her hahaha..suddenly i think its like one side love..hahaha..naaah i read her latest blog shes in good shape..she said she learnt better now she got many new frens..n she said she can b herself i'm happy for her for i cant give wat she got now for i cant be tat great frens she had for i always selfish..busy wif my stuff only i'm happy for her..i'm happy she got a better frens than me im not saying we r no longer fren...no she always my fren tat i'll go n stalk her but just i'm happy someone there to be wif her when i cant
reading her days...shes maturing. she once said to me evrybody maturing n on their own path shes right...i truly see everyone on their own path but they kept in touch while i dont i just came n go cam sekut tawar came n go came n go like wind...whirl wind no one love whirl wind but it came on her own it brings disaster wif her yes i am whirl wind but i don wanna bring disaster to people i wanna bring love n happiness so evryone love me even i just came n go
reading her days...shes becoming adult when i am still d same i once said b4 "i wanna be the better old me" i don wanna be the new me who forget her frens i wanna be the old me whose smilling always but better in everything i love my childhood n iam stuck wif it n yet i didnt became n adult i failed too... dear mom n dad, its just fine with this right...? its ok for me to be child as long as i had a big dream pray for me to grap hold the dream ameen
PST: owl sea@d japanese i know..if u are reading tis pliz do know tat i love u soo much n miss u so much...u'll always in my dua'
