It's never too late to apologize. Start with Sorry.

//Tuesday, March 29, 2011 3:41 PM

Things To Do.

Ask yourself what you really want from ALLAH. Make a list of each and everything, no matter how small or how big it is, whether it deals with this world or not. ALLAH loves to hear from us. Once this list is ready, you can do three things:

• ask ALLAH to give you those things
• think about what actions you have taken to get those things
• develop a work plan to get those things in future.

//Thursday, March 3, 2011 4:09 AM

Less Like Scars

For the past few weeks, this word kept ringing in my head.

“UNDERSTANDING”

It is the end of the month, but it was the most enlightening and the emotional draining month. I had so much say about my enlightenment this time round, and how much I understand certain things better. Not only that, I also need to learn more to understand the world better. A still a long way to go.

I realised that it’s been sometime since I posted up lyrics. I never posted up lyrics because they are not my words unless I describe what I feel about the song.

But for now, I’ll let the lyrics to speak for itself.

It’s been a hard year
But I’m climbing out of the rubble
These lessons are hard
Healing changes are subtle
But every day it’s
Less like tearing, more like building
Less like captive, more like willing
Less like breakdown, more like surrender
Less like haunting, more like remember
And I feel you here
And you’re picking up the pieces
Forever faithful
It seemed out of my hands, a bad situation
But you are able
And in your hands the pain and hurt
Look less like scars and more like
Character
Less like a prison, more like my room
It’s less like a casket, more like a womb
Less like dying, more like transcending
Less like fear, less like an ending
And I feel you here
And you’re picking up the pieces
Forever faithful
It seemed out of my hands, a bad situation
But you are able
And in your hands the pain and hurt
Look less like scars
Just a little while ago
I couldn’t feel the power or the hope
I couldn’t cope, I couldn’t feel a thing
Just a little while back
I was desperate, broken, laid out, hoping
You would come
And I need you
And I want you here
And I feel you
And I know you’re here
And you’re picking up the pieces
Forever faithful
It seemed out of my hands, a bad, bad situation
But you are able
And in your hands the pain and hurt
Look less like scars (x3)
And more like
Character

// 4:04 AM

I Wish You Are Here.

I’ve been hearing too much to what people say/complain to the point where the things that I’ve stand convicted for had been shaken.

I wish you are here to give me the logical reasoning, though it may not be something that I may not like to listen.

If only you are here..

Sometimes when I reflect, I can see clearly what I really want in life but sometimes the reflection get marred by uncertainty. I only wish for the peace to come again.