About life.

I love to study,

But study never love me back.

Same goes to money,

I love 'em but they never love me back.

For me the hardest thing is an examination,

Or should I called it a mental torture ?

I sit calmly and read the questions,

Thinking to answer that piece of paper.

But every time it was over,

I will regret it like forever,

When the witch truth come over,

I wish I can do much better.

I lead a quite normal life,

With family and friends on my side,

But never forget the undeniable truth;

Allah will always be with you!

I realized that everything matters,

Even the things that we wrote on letters,

Well it is quite tough,

And expecting the same thing is enough.

Aim high!

Don't sigh!

Always smile and stay sweet,

One day happiness and glory shall meet.

Keep praying!

Muttering.

I was sitting on a chair,

Calmly inside my lair,

Slowly combing my hair,

Covering 'em so they won't bare.

I reached for some packages,

Of course to put in some peaches,

Neatly walk behind the benches,

To prevent any unintended stitches.

I walk until I feel weary,

Looking around gratefully,

It was sweet to see this scenery,

With the new generation is playing happily.

Everytime I feel down and sad,

And think that everyone was bad,

But there is someone who always cared,

And made me feel glad.

For all the times that I cry,

And just hoping to hop and fly,

There is someone who always ask me why,

And always know that is was a lie.

Time had passed,

And everything was fixed,

Of course there were people who will be bothered,

With the fact that people changed.

There are two types of people,

The ones who stay cute and humble,

And the ones who strike and stumble,

Who will win this battle?

Those who rely on Allah will, 

if He wills.