What we had

On my way home, the sky was filled with dark but still fluffy and gentle clouds. It was beautiful, like the sky always is :)

The sky depicts my emotion to a tee. It was sorrow but still beautiful. It was  a beautiful moment, really. But I still feel a little sad because we will never be this way again. and that was how He inspired me this poem for me to share with all of you.

WHAT WE HAD 

The same route 

We went through day by day

For the purpose of which 

For all of us alike

The same clothes 

We put on everyday

Except for the days 

When we felt like birds

Soaring free across the sky

Over and over again

Together we went through

Powered by the will

Gained from the anticipation 

For the day to meet it's end

Today is the day

Where our routes begin to change

Tomorrow is when fate will part us

To separate ways

Let not this amity come to an end

Let not this memory be buried

Beneath the scraps of now

For what we had back then

Was a fragment of us

So special and so pure

Never will we go through no more

Let us lift our hands and hope 

We will gather again

With bonds stronger than what we had

In a place where sorrow is unknown

And happiness is all there is

Try and pray we shall

As so our final route 

Will be nothing

But eternal bliss

Tafseer of surah Yaseen verse 1-7

Assalamualaikum wbt... Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.

My next and last paper will be on next tuesday :) I guess it's harmless to start being active again on my blog now. heheh I will not start to write anything up but only will be sharing some things that are worth the share InsyaAllah. So here is a Tafseer of surah Yaseen verse 1-7 by Shaykh Abdul Nasir Jangda. I highly recommend you to read tafseers by famous scholars regarding these verses before watching this, just to get a grip on what he is talking about. I assume a lot of people have some tafseers in their homes. But just in case you don't have them in your home, click here to read a tafseer by Ibn Katheer or here to download tafseers by Sayyid Qutb. (download volume 14 for tafseer of Surah Yaseen)

Hearing with my eyes

Okay, I know I said I won't be coming here until December 13th. BUT! on monday I went to this place called sungai buah. My mum had a piece of lot there and we went to clean it up. The place is very beautiful. There is this beautiful lake and I just love how peaceful it is over there. The place is so great that it inspired me to write a poem. Since I scribbled it in an old math book, I decided to type it before it get's buried in some.. place.. in my home. And since I've type it out. I might as well copy and paste it to my blog so that other people can read it! :D And here it is,

HEARING WITH MY EYES

Like a giant mirror

The water reflects the sky

Like a perfect equation

The ripples move

On it’s calculated course

Leaving tranquil

To the heart of the observer

Like a painter’s palette

The flowers blossom

With their own distinct colours

Blooming ever gloriously

After the rain

Like a dancer

The tall grasses sway

As the breeze wrap them

In it’s delicate care

Like a beautiful choir

The birds flew in harmony

Mesmerizing every being

That it soared over

As the ombre in the sky gets deeper

And the moon peeked at the door

Waiting to come over

The lightning flash across the sky

Making my heart shudder

With awe and appall

Of the luminosity it gave

And the fierce sound it made

And there I stood with me and my conscious

Hearing with my eyes

To their every word

In the rhythm of piety

That they are singing to

Mentioning Your name

In every line of the melody

A melody so close and familiar

That I could not help but to sing along too

Hope you enjoyed the poem :) Be back in December! InsyaAllah.. (Let's hope this time it's for real :p )