The End

I can't believe i have to walk on this familiar old path again...
where i'm forced to let go all my hopes and dreams...

when i have to face the truth that i must walk on my own...
even when i feel that i can't no longer stand without support... without a hand to hold on... i have to walk alone...

the path is so long, yet i don't know where it's heading to...
i'm lost... i'm totally lost...

*another sleepless night.. another heart breaking ending..*

My Bedroom,
3AM, 14th of March 2009
-Tiara-

Dear My Future Husband

u are the cool breeze in a hot summer day..
u are the warmth of the sun in december..
u are the sparkles of the stars in one cloudy night..
u are my ecstasy when i'm depressed..
u are my friend when the whole world is my enemy..

u hear my silent scream..
u make me feel i'm not alone..

my man, whoever u might be..
i'll wait for u patiently insha Allah..

*puisi untuk my future husband (siapapun dia nantinya)*

my bedroom, 13th of March 2009
-Tiara-

I AM PALESTINE

call me a terrorist..
call me a fundamentalist..
i am Muslim first..
you may try to break my spirit, kill my people and steal my lands..
YET...
naive fool..
you make me stronger in my resolve..

i will fight with every breath of air..
sacrifice every drop of blood, to fly the flags of freedom high...
high over your heads...

my children i sacrifice..
my lands you rape and ravage Still...
naive fool...
NEVER FORGET...
I AM PALESTINE...
my spirit you will NEVER break...

a poem by Ummie Muhammad Zaakir

*this poem was posted by sis Shireen on her Facebook note, i thought it was really good so i decided to post it here..*

Lost

I thought my grey sky has turned blue..
I thought i could see my destination..
But suddenly the light went off and i couldn't see nothing but darkness..
Black sky has replaced my grey sky..
The blue flash disappeared.. Here i am..
Lost..
But i know one thing..
I don't want to be found..

*this poem is actually one of those PMS poems i wrote.. lol u know what i mean*
^_^ -Tiara-
i forgot the date, but it was written in 2008

Untitled (ada yang mau kasih ide untuk judulnya? :p)

diantara naik turun riak imanku..

diantara malam-malam penuh tangis dalam sujud dan saat ku terlelap di pembaringan tak bergeming..

diantara hati penuh syukur yg qana'ah dan hati lemah yg selalu mengeluh..

diantara detik-detik ku mendekat pada-Mu dan detik-detik ku bangun tabir dengan-Mu..

ku angkat tangan ini pada-Mu..

ya Allah.. Bila tiba waktuku nanti untuk pergi dari dunia ini..
matikan aku dlm keadaan yg baik..
dalam keimanan diatas manhaj yg haq..
dengan ridho orang-orang tercinta..

amiin.. Allahuma amiin..

Tiara,
Jakarta, 22nd of march '08

PAGI DI FEBRUARY..

matahari pagi ini begitu menyilaukan mata..

kicauan indah burungpun terdengar seperti caci maki..

sejuknya udara terasa menusuk tulang, membekukan hati..

hijaunya padang savana di kota kecil ini ibarat sebuah hidup yg kosong, hanya terisi sebuah warna.. Stagnan..

kemana lagi ku akan pergi mewarnai hidupku? Dimana bisa aku temui sapaan hangat mentari pagi? Nyanyian indah burung-burung dan sejuk udara yang menentramkan jiwa?

jawabnya... Hanya akan ku temui.. Saat ku kembali meniti jalan menuju Tuhan-ku.. Allah azza wa jala..

Tiara,
Tolitoli, 5feb '08

"Jalan Panjang"

Jalan itu panjang... sekali...
Tak habis kulewati setelah 19 tahun mengayun kaki disana
Entah kapan aku akan sampai di ujungnya...

Banyak duri dan batu tajam disana, tapi...
ada juga taburan indah bunga-bunga...
Merah, kuning, pink, hmm... memang indah...!

Jalan itu..., tak berhijab dengan langit...
Kadang panas, kadang dingin...
Kadang hujan, kadang mendung...
Lapuk tulangku dibuatnya...
makin tipis pula kulitku...

Kaki ini tak beralas, apapun yang terinjak aku rasa
Perih, pedih, ngilu, berdarah...
Sakit memang, tapi aku terus berjalan

Kadang aku menangis, kadang aku tersenyum...
Bukan karena aku gila, sungguh aku tidak gila...
Aku menangis karena aku rindu pada Rabb ku...
Aku tersenyum karena, berharap aku akan berjumpa dengan-Nya

Jalan itu panjang sekali...
Banyak duri dan batu tajam disana...
Walau kaki ini tak beralas, aku tidak akan berhenti...
Karena aku tahu, di ujung jalan itu...
Aku akan bertemu dengan Tuhanku...

Say (O Muhammad) This is my way, I call to Allah with sure knowledge, I and whosoever follows me (also must invite others to Allah) with sure knowledge ( Qur'an surah Yusuf (12) :108)

Tiara, 30 June 2004 , 04.30 Subuh