Like the sun,
He lights the day.
Like a shield,
He protects others.
Like a fire,
He spreads wildly.
Like the heat,
He rises slowly.
Like a brother,
When he gets on people's nerves.
Like a warrior,
When he fights.
Like a sunshine,
When he is around.
At moments of defeat,
Like everything was incomplete.
Just when everybody have retreat,
And victory doesn't taste so sweet.
He came with a burning desire,
To fill our dreams with undying fire...
Friday, April 25, 2008
Swift Hawk: 23rd Sept 1998; 1: 10 am - 1: 48 am
Like the wind,
She strides along.
Like the clouds,
She looks so innocent.
Like the sky,
Her hopes so high.
Like the breeze,
She makes things go.
Like a sister,
When we are together.
Like a queen,
When she smiles.
Like a fairytale,
When she is around.
At times of sadness,
Like everything was hopeless.
Just when everybody's dreams are lost,
And smiles began to cost.
She came with a feeling to try,
To keep our sprits high...
She strides along.
Like the clouds,
She looks so innocent.
Like the sky,
Her hopes so high.
Like the breeze,
She makes things go.
Like a sister,
When we are together.
Like a queen,
When she smiles.
Like a fairytale,
When she is around.
At times of sadness,
Like everything was hopeless.
Just when everybody's dreams are lost,
And smiles began to cost.
She came with a feeling to try,
To keep our sprits high...
Monday, April 21, 2008
Doomsday: 18th to 21st September 1998 (Friday to Monday)
When the sun rises from the west,
Then the beginning of Doomsday has been put to a test.
When this day shall dawn by Allah's orders,
Then everyone's repentance has been bordered.
With that, a strange creature shall rise from beneath the earth at dusk,
Where talking to people and giving signs to infidels are its tasks.
It bears Sulaiman's Ring and walks with Musa's Cane,
Then, after seven years it will return from where it came.
Right after the creature disappeared from the earth's face,
Another champion called Imam Mahdi shall take its place.
He is from our Prophet's bloodline,
Who also has the Prophet's great shine.
His job is to build justice and ending cruelty,
He will also help Prophet Isa in killing the greatest enemy.
But he won't be with us for long,
As the seventh year pass he will be leaving the world and ridding all the wrong.
Before this champion is already at rest,
Dajjal shall rise to start its conquest.
This unknown being is a great liar who admits he's god,
He'll even mislead the people with his great powers so odd.
Not long after that, Prophet Isa shall finally come down from the sky,
And Dajjal who still has its powers and influence will die.
Then Prophet Isa will be our judge where fairness and honesty are in his acts,
He will also destroy all the Nasranis' crosses and vanishing all the tax.
This shows that Islam is the only belief that still survives,
And peace and quiet will fill plenty of lives.
After seven years Prophet Isa went down from the skies,
It is now his time to disappear from everyone's eyes.
Soon the Ka'abah too will be in ruins at that time,
Where the Habsyis' are the ones who are responsible for the crime.
They have blue eyes, a flat nose, a pot belly with a lame,
Who will take the Ka'abah stones and throw them into the sea without a shame.
The Quran too will also disappear from peoples' hearts,
Where none can even remember one single part.
Its writings too will vanish from every single book,
For now no one can even take a look.
Now everybody in this whole universe will be lost,
And living peacefully now will be such a high cost.
And this is the ending to all the signs of Doomsday,
But for the ones who really understand this is only the beginning of a whole new day.
Then the beginning of Doomsday has been put to a test.
When this day shall dawn by Allah's orders,
Then everyone's repentance has been bordered.
With that, a strange creature shall rise from beneath the earth at dusk,
Where talking to people and giving signs to infidels are its tasks.
It bears Sulaiman's Ring and walks with Musa's Cane,
Then, after seven years it will return from where it came.
Right after the creature disappeared from the earth's face,
Another champion called Imam Mahdi shall take its place.
He is from our Prophet's bloodline,
Who also has the Prophet's great shine.
His job is to build justice and ending cruelty,
He will also help Prophet Isa in killing the greatest enemy.
But he won't be with us for long,
As the seventh year pass he will be leaving the world and ridding all the wrong.
Before this champion is already at rest,
Dajjal shall rise to start its conquest.
This unknown being is a great liar who admits he's god,
He'll even mislead the people with his great powers so odd.
Not long after that, Prophet Isa shall finally come down from the sky,
And Dajjal who still has its powers and influence will die.
Then Prophet Isa will be our judge where fairness and honesty are in his acts,
He will also destroy all the Nasranis' crosses and vanishing all the tax.
This shows that Islam is the only belief that still survives,
And peace and quiet will fill plenty of lives.
After seven years Prophet Isa went down from the skies,
It is now his time to disappear from everyone's eyes.
Soon the Ka'abah too will be in ruins at that time,
Where the Habsyis' are the ones who are responsible for the crime.
They have blue eyes, a flat nose, a pot belly with a lame,
Who will take the Ka'abah stones and throw them into the sea without a shame.
The Quran too will also disappear from peoples' hearts,
Where none can even remember one single part.
Its writings too will vanish from every single book,
For now no one can even take a look.
Now everybody in this whole universe will be lost,
And living peacefully now will be such a high cost.
And this is the ending to all the signs of Doomsday,
But for the ones who really understand this is only the beginning of a whole new day.
Cause of My Madness: 19th June 1998
When I am mad, catch me quick,
Put me in a nut house, fast asleep.
Place my Chemistry Book on my right hand,
Tell Abidah, I couldn't understand.
Place my Biology Book on my chest,
Tell Ahmad Helmy, I did my best.
Place my Math Book on my left,
Tell Syarifah, I am at rest.
Place my Add Math Book on my head,
Tell Nadzriah, I am now mad.
Place my Malay Book on my face,
Tell Suhaila, this is just a normal case.
Place my English Book on my knee,
Tell Kow Keng Lee, I am now free.
Place my History Book on my shoulder,
Tell Faudzliana, I did try harder.
Place my Accounts Book on my other,
Tell Nuridah, not to bother.
Place my Economics Book on my tummy,
Tell Nuridah again, this subject isn't funny.
Place my Islamic Book on my lap,
Tell Ustaz Lah, thanks for the help.
Place my PJK Book on my back,
Tell Hamidun, this is a fact.
And also tell them not to feel sad,
Even though they are the ones who turned me mad...
Put me in a nut house, fast asleep.
Place my Chemistry Book on my right hand,
Tell Abidah, I couldn't understand.
Place my Biology Book on my chest,
Tell Ahmad Helmy, I did my best.
Place my Math Book on my left,
Tell Syarifah, I am at rest.
Place my Add Math Book on my head,
Tell Nadzriah, I am now mad.
Place my Malay Book on my face,
Tell Suhaila, this is just a normal case.
Place my English Book on my knee,
Tell Kow Keng Lee, I am now free.
Place my History Book on my shoulder,
Tell Faudzliana, I did try harder.
Place my Accounts Book on my other,
Tell Nuridah, not to bother.
Place my Economics Book on my tummy,
Tell Nuridah again, this subject isn't funny.
Place my Islamic Book on my lap,
Tell Ustaz Lah, thanks for the help.
Place my PJK Book on my back,
Tell Hamidun, this is a fact.
And also tell them not to feel sad,
Even though they are the ones who turned me mad...
Storm Dancer : 30th May 1998
Like the wind,
He moves around.
Like the fire,
He shows the way.
Like the earth,
He gives support.
Like the water,
Running free.
Like the youngest,
When they all are gathered.
Like a leader,
When he lends a hand.
Like a storm,
When he's around.
After days of sorrow,
Like there was no tomorrow.
Just when everybody's hopes are low,
And tears began to flow.
He came with a smile,
To show there is no reason to cry...
He moves around.
Like the fire,
He shows the way.
Like the earth,
He gives support.
Like the water,
Running free.
Like the youngest,
When they all are gathered.
Like a leader,
When he lends a hand.
Like a storm,
When he's around.
After days of sorrow,
Like there was no tomorrow.
Just when everybody's hopes are low,
And tears began to flow.
He came with a smile,
To show there is no reason to cry...
Saturday, April 19, 2008
The Beginning of The End...
Written from 30th May 1998 until 16th June 1998
When the lightning strikes at its peak,
The Age of Chaos shall start to speak,
When this day shall dawn to claim its prize,
The Champions of Time must rise,
These descendants will not rise from beneath the earth,
Instead they will be given birth,
Although their faces may change a lot,
But their knowledge and gifts may not,
They will lead the people from darkness through light,
They will even defend the weak and stopping a great fight,
They also must fight the Evil and aid the Good,
But ending the greatest battle is what's that should,
They will win the battle in time to come,
But winning the greatest war of all time is what they should have done,
Their legendary skills are known through out the land,
Yet it is still not enough to make them stand,
They're not victorious because they stand alone,
Instead they must find others such as them and stand as one,
That is what they should have done from the start,
Because everybody now plays an important part,
Time passes by as it should,
Where the losers are Evil and the winners are Good,
Little do they know that their victory doesn't have a happy end,
Because this is only The Beginning of The End...
When the lightning strikes at its peak,
The Age of Chaos shall start to speak,
When this day shall dawn to claim its prize,
The Champions of Time must rise,
These descendants will not rise from beneath the earth,
Instead they will be given birth,
Although their faces may change a lot,
But their knowledge and gifts may not,
They will lead the people from darkness through light,
They will even defend the weak and stopping a great fight,
They also must fight the Evil and aid the Good,
But ending the greatest battle is what's that should,
They will win the battle in time to come,
But winning the greatest war of all time is what they should have done,
Their legendary skills are known through out the land,
Yet it is still not enough to make them stand,
They're not victorious because they stand alone,
Instead they must find others such as them and stand as one,
That is what they should have done from the start,
Because everybody now plays an important part,
Time passes by as it should,
Where the losers are Evil and the winners are Good,
Little do they know that their victory doesn't have a happy end,
Because this is only The Beginning of The End...
Form Four Science Two '98: 1998
Here's a story about a class that's crazy,
Would you believe it half of us are lazy.
The class I'm talking about is 4 science II,
There's thirty-five of us that I'm gonna tell you.
First there's the monitor here name's Rozianti,
She's so pretty she could be my aunty.
Second is her assistant Tan Soon Tat,
His resolution this year is eating lots of tarts.
Then there's a group called the 'Crazy Eight',
Where no one knows why they are always late.
There's Aaron, Low Wen Chen, Chan and Boon Liang,
Lim Heng Yong, Liew Siew Sien, Mei and Guat Siang.
Sitting in front of me is Mazni Oz,
She's so mixed-up she thinks she's the boss.
There's another Mazni if you want to know,
And she's the daughter of Mr. Malik Noor.
Cool and quiet Siti Hajar may be,
But when she blows up we better flee.
Ishah, Mastura, Afzan, Amy and Liza are the quiet bunch,
They make me query because they give me no hunch.
Hamizi and Muhaimin stay at the boarding house,
One thing I know about them is that they have no louse.
Noor Ismawati lives with Kasa,
She likes to eat laksa like a 'raksasa'.
Haida, Azirah, Lila and Liza are the 'Spicy Girls',
They like to boast and also chat about the world.
Faridah Arshad is our treasurer,
If you don't pay she'll call on the executioner.
Fasni Yanti is our 'Black Beauty',
But one thing for sure she's no real cutey.
Sri Rahayu is a good friend of the B.S.B,
They're so close they could be a family.
Mirror mirror on the wall,
Izeelda's the vainest of us all.
Mohd Fadly is our 'Romeo',
In a scale of one to ten he is zero.
Sverre Sverre standing tall,
He's the friendliest of us all.
Subari's the one with the porcupine head,
He doesn't know his hair can strike someone dead.
Aswad is the one that sits next to me,
When the girls start to come he'll start to flee.
Saipon Nizar is the new kid,
I don't know him yet but I know what he did.
Muhammad Shahrazif is the greatest of us all,
I'm never going to take a great big fall.
I'm rich, I'm generous, I'm smart, I'm kind,
I'm the one that's hard to find!
That is all about 4 Science II,
Please forgive me if I have hurt you.
Hope you enjoy this because I really do,
Thank you everyone just please don't sue.
Would you believe it half of us are lazy.
The class I'm talking about is 4 science II,
There's thirty-five of us that I'm gonna tell you.
First there's the monitor here name's Rozianti,
She's so pretty she could be my aunty.
Second is her assistant Tan Soon Tat,
His resolution this year is eating lots of tarts.
Then there's a group called the 'Crazy Eight',
Where no one knows why they are always late.
There's Aaron, Low Wen Chen, Chan and Boon Liang,
Lim Heng Yong, Liew Siew Sien, Mei and Guat Siang.
Sitting in front of me is Mazni Oz,
She's so mixed-up she thinks she's the boss.
There's another Mazni if you want to know,
And she's the daughter of Mr. Malik Noor.
Cool and quiet Siti Hajar may be,
But when she blows up we better flee.
Ishah, Mastura, Afzan, Amy and Liza are the quiet bunch,
They make me query because they give me no hunch.
Hamizi and Muhaimin stay at the boarding house,
One thing I know about them is that they have no louse.
Noor Ismawati lives with Kasa,
She likes to eat laksa like a 'raksasa'.
Haida, Azirah, Lila and Liza are the 'Spicy Girls',
They like to boast and also chat about the world.
Faridah Arshad is our treasurer,
If you don't pay she'll call on the executioner.
Fasni Yanti is our 'Black Beauty',
But one thing for sure she's no real cutey.
Sri Rahayu is a good friend of the B.S.B,
They're so close they could be a family.
Mirror mirror on the wall,
Izeelda's the vainest of us all.
Mohd Fadly is our 'Romeo',
In a scale of one to ten he is zero.
Sverre Sverre standing tall,
He's the friendliest of us all.
Subari's the one with the porcupine head,
He doesn't know his hair can strike someone dead.
Aswad is the one that sits next to me,
When the girls start to come he'll start to flee.
Saipon Nizar is the new kid,
I don't know him yet but I know what he did.
Muhammad Shahrazif is the greatest of us all,
I'm never going to take a great big fall.
I'm rich, I'm generous, I'm smart, I'm kind,
I'm the one that's hard to find!
That is all about 4 Science II,
Please forgive me if I have hurt you.
Hope you enjoy this because I really do,
Thank you everyone just please don't sue.
Money: 1996
Some say, "...money is no object...",
But I think I won't stick to that subject.
A lot say, "...time is money...",
But I think it isn't funny.
Many say, "...money taste like honey...",
But it doesn't even taste that looney.
Most say, "...money is just a piece of paper that has numbers printed on it...",
But I say that money is valuable which we can't just play with it.
So if you think like those people you better think again,
And if you've finished thinking you better start again.
But I think I won't stick to that subject.
A lot say, "...time is money...",
But I think it isn't funny.
Many say, "...money taste like honey...",
But it doesn't even taste that looney.
Most say, "...money is just a piece of paper that has numbers printed on it...",
But I say that money is valuable which we can't just play with it.
So if you think like those people you better think again,
And if you've finished thinking you better start again.
The Wind of Storm: 1995
By Allah's grace and Muhammad's pride,
Sulaiman's wind blowing by my side,
Ibrahim's strength sealed within my hide,
And Musa's cane shall be my guide,
By Allah's permission,
Let me call the rain by my decision...
The wind of storm and in rain,
Awake the storm and it must rain,
Skies filled clouds dark they come worst,
That all before me these clouds must burst,
Seven storms a thunder forth at the seven skies,
And fill all barren clouds with seven most powerful storms,
Shift all these clouds to their darkest side,
Make with all these darkest clouds on land it floods,
The element of wind blow with might,
Sulaiman's wind blowing by my side,
Ibrahim's strength sealed within my hide,
And Musa's cane shall be my guide,
By Allah's permission,
Let me call the rain by my decision...
The wind of storm and in rain,
Awake the storm and it must rain,
Skies filled clouds dark they come worst,
That all before me these clouds must burst,
Seven storms a thunder forth at the seven skies,
And fill all barren clouds with seven most powerful storms,
Shift all these clouds to their darkest side,
Make with all these darkest clouds on land it floods,
The element of wind blow with might,
Assemble all the clouds here it must rain at its might.
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