Wednesday, 27 December 2023

Zahra

thank you
thank you for making my day full of love
i cant help but realize
that i even live in your room now
my mind never been here with me ever since i met you
even long before that

thank you for letting me in
i cant help but realize 
that ive not come out ever since

thank you for loving me
every breath offit keep getting me mesmerized
never ceased to amazed me
how a total stranger can be such a family

thank you for being so cute
it is that always give me strenght
for the rest of the day

thank you for being you
i cant help but realize
that my prayer has always been about you

thank you
to keep loving
that i keep saying i love you

27 des 23

Tuesday, 26 December 2023

Shofia

I love you
But not just that, i love the silence
When you say no to me but you mean yes
I love that few second of chance that you give me
To try a time harder
In order to make me feel rewarded

I love the audacity
When you try to make everything about yourself
That youre the only one that right
It felt like youre telling me that the world belongs to us
That not even common sense are allowed to seperate us

I love the attitude 
When you say whatever you want
However you want
It just really cute, you know

I love you
With all your trouble
Bring it all to me
And let me love you anyway

I love it when you call me histerically with a capslock or even your voice
Whatever you bring afterward is all about you
Its because its about you i want to listen 

I love you, the way you talk, the way you laugh, the way you think

I love you till i felt unworthy of it
That i might be boring you sometimes 

I love you enough to keep trying to win you
That im afraid that i might be easily replaced

I love you enough to only doing everything everyday, just to come back to you again

Its all because i love you
That everything doesn't makes any sense without you

26 Des 23

Tuesday, 5 December 2023

the treasure



The tale of a broken heart always has a purpose to shed tears down your eyes

It is built above bitter memories which accommodate someones untold story

Those who love drama, always find one within themselves 

Each of us have stories to tell or to keep or to live in

All of them bear some emotions which become the energy that keeps our story running

Each emotion will later attract like-minded and together we form a hobbies or entertainment 

Even the most negative emotions, can be turned into entertainment if we manage to form a focused group discussion 

Like the broken wings by the hand of gibran, Layla majnun and khusrau syirin by the hand of nizami, or Bliqis by the hand of qabbani

All of which playing around human emotions in a tragedy called love

Yet human manage to enjoy it and even reproduce and digging it up like a fundamental manuscript to understand human being

The bitter taste of love somehow being addictive

Issit because how shallow human life is?

A random baghdadi once said, "I was running away from my love afraid of getting killed, but i guess i was killed anyway."

"Running away from death, is another form of death"

"Pain is the begining and the end of all things"

When the heart is hurt so much, that pain becomes the only thing that keep a man is alive

the most beautiful story always comes from the most painful part of history

Humans ability to play with feeling never ceased to amaze me

no wonder a man can even declared in the most audacity:

أشهد أن لا إمرأة إلا أنتِ

by the end of the day, no complain can be found in one's poem or story or pocket diary

the tragedy is what makes him feel alive

no matter how painful, no matter how broken, no matter how terrible the damage is

no sacrifice makes him less

the destruction just makes him more and more alive

like what Rumi said, "it is in a ruin, someone usually found treasure"

i guess i've found mine.

@flutteur

Monday, 4 December 2023

the absolute freedom

i lost interest in life the moment it shows me its true face
the face of audacity, the face of arrogance, the face of human selfishness
i began to see that even altruism is a selfish attribute that change its shape
no one in this life is totally free
no one born to be free
the idea of setting ourself free by worshipping God is also a form of slavery itself
but that one probably the closest state of freedom
imam Ali once said, those who understand (the nature of) human will seek peace in an isolation
guess this is it
i start to wonder about what does freedom even means?
is it a false hope?
where did it started?
what makes one have it?
why does it being craved so much through the history of human kind?
doest it only invented to keep us fighting?
or it was a beautiful lie all this time?
all philosopher and revolutioner were rotating around the idea of freedom
with a different meaning or form of it
freedom is a scam
im sorry, Syariati, but i have to disagree
we have never born free
we born with a set of social rules and best expectation or even hope bestow upon us by another human being
and we are tied with it for the sake of peaceful life
the only valid and absolute freedom at this point
is extraction and alienation from wordly desire
even the good and positive one
and the peak form of extraction and alienation
comes in a death sentence
some will argue that death is not the end of life, but the end of free will
but brother, thats the point
the loss of will is the end of desire
free from desire is the absolute freedom a human can experience

Zahra

thank you thank you for making my day full of love i cant help but realize that i even live in your room now my mind never been here with me...