Selimut Tetangga

Bersabarlah sayang aku akan pulang 
Jangan dengarkan gosip murahan tentang aku 
Berjanjilah sayang ku slalu setia 

Meskipun ku tak di sampingmu 

Tak usah menangis meratapi aku

Tak perlu kau berfikir ku meninggalkanmu 

Mana mungkin selimut tetangga

Hangati tubuhku dalam kedinginan

Malah malam panjang setiap tidurku

Selalu kesepian

Berjanjilah sayang, ku slalu setia

Meskipun ku tak di sampingmu 

Tak usah menangis meratapi aku 

Tak perlu kau berfikir ku meninggalkanmu  

Tak usah menangis meratapi aku  

Tak perlu kau berfikir ku meninggalkanmu

Mana mungkin selimut tetangga

Hangati tubuhku dalam kedinginan

Malah malam panjang setiap tidurku 

Selalu kesepian 

    Bersabarlah sayang aku akan pulang

Selimut Tetangga

Repvblik

Ruri

The story behind the song:

A man who always in love with his wife but they are apart because of 
an event they don't want it to happen. Indignations, agonize, slanders, 
aspersions, calumniations, traducements and objurgations had thundered 
in their relationship.

His anxiety made him pray for her patience at heart to wait for his return 
and to ignore any gossips about them. He will always be a faithful husband 
even though they are apart , an oath to her.

To console her not to wail over his absent nor he is running away from 
his responsibility.

There is no other soul, no other love can warm him over the frigidness.

As every night he longed of loneliness in the disturbance sleeps.

Internee of Time
Sg. Buloh
30.01.2015 - 03.03.2015

DEBUTANT

As I write, as a debut into this queer world.

As I wander to the long and meander flow of my life.

I had drifted away since before I knew I was drifted.

Twas the mound, down into the dark abyss.

In search another half of me that I never know.

Supposed to ascend, albeit it became descend.

Howbeit, escorted by a piece of shattered hope there was an indistinct shadow.

An indistinct became distinct image.

A distinct image became apparent soul.

From tenebrosity to luminosity.

And there was a lustre glow shimmering upon my head.

Convinced me of my quest.

To Allah, I convey my prayer.

If indeed she is my quest.

So Allah who is the Greatest and Almighty, please bless upon our shoulders.

Shower Thy bless, o Allah the Most Merciful.

The morning sun shined over us as birds singing the happy song.

The mist freshened our heart as the rainbow arch above upon.

The meadow as the altar contour by the stream.

O thank you Allah for your felicity of the seventh heaven.

The bliss from You we can't renounce, all the beatitude happened.

Ephemeral, all I can recount.

Long afternoon pour adumbrated our window nebulously.

Sombre, forlorn, melancholy, dreary, crestfallen.

Ambiguity cloaked, double entendre punned the by-and-by.

The other half wrecked, another half battled to revamp.

The other half drowned, another half strived to rescue.

The other half bellowed for remedy, another half exerted oneself as a savior.

O Allah, the one and Only god,

O Allah, the Almighty.

O Allah, the Most Merciful.

I convey my life to Thee.

Divulge this conjectures, ponder our weak marrows O, Allah.

We are Thy frail slaves, confer on our souls.

Deem my trust, what good from Thee a benign to us.

What seems decent to us, is indeed indecent to us.

There are no other gods than Thou, Ya Allah.

Distant us, shield us from slanders by evil.

Beings or Genies or Satans.

Solemnly, Thee are the Conserver.

Amen.