To be honest, if god turns out to be a man I would be sorely disappointed

(yes yes this is my feeble mind's inability to grasp the concept of gender neutrality. judge away.)

unwritten

i traced the faint blue veins
branching out beneath the
films of your pallid wrists,
a lifeline indistinguishable from
my own happiness,
wondering if you somehow
trapped my smile, my laughter
the heaves of my chests
as i exhale life that is so wildly
entangled with yours
within those veins,
in the same way i bottle your
sadness in tightly sealed canisters
and toss them into the ocean
while my lips utter a silent but
fervent litany of prayers for
the currents to chase your
demons away from the shore

instead
i found the answer
in your lifeless eyes
when i could no longer
see myself reflected in them
a denouement
i should have seen
when the scars on your wrists
foreshadowed a premature end
for a love story that
never had a prologue
to begin with

Renungan dalam kegelapan

Langit dapat dilukis, sudut kambut diserayakan.

Mengapa perlu persetankan mereka yang berlainan bangsa atau agama, sedangkan buta terhadap aib sendiri? Sama-sama renungkan dan muhasabah diri. Cukup sudah telinga ini mendengar kata-kata dusta.

Usaha dan teruskan berjuang memperbaiki diri dahulu untuk-Nya sebelum membina masyarakat dan negara.

Kerana hanya Dia Maha Mengetahui dan Maha Adil.

(Maaflah, diri ini jarang sekali naik memberang dalam bahasa ibunda. Tetapi sebagai anak bangsa yang kini berada di perantauan, dan sedang menyaksikan kejahilan sesetengah pihak di tanah air tercinta yang masih enggan insaf, penulis sememangnya tidak mampu berdiam diri.)