DON’T BE AFRAID MAKING A DREAM
by Khafiyah
Life never saying “Yes” to each dream
But also not the an expectation
It’ll give opportunity
To each stride saying “Yes”
In each vice clamp is lump
in each belief oh change
in each perspiration
in each foothold in life
“DON’T BE AFRAID MAKING A DREAM”
Stay trying up to reach it for
It is your opportunity
It is your straight way of life
Your dream is your stride
tay trying up to reach it for
It is your opportunity
It is your straight way of life
Your dream is your stride
Find it out on your stride
Strength heart up on His Grace
Thus you’ll fell precious in peace
With stride toddle along never end
But also not the an expectation
It’ll give opportunity
To each stride saying “Yes”
In each vice clamp is lump
in each belief oh change
in each perspiration
in each foothold in life
“DON’T BE AFRAID MAKING A DREAM”
Stay trying up to reach it for
It is your opportunity
It is your straight way of life
Your dream is your stride
tay trying up to reach it for
It is your opportunity
It is your straight way of life
Your dream is your stride
Find it out on your stride
Strength heart up on His Grace
Thus you’ll fell precious in peace
With stride toddle along never end
*ANXIOUS*
by Khafiyah
Hissing surf in the sea
Riptide following the time
Drag the wood from beach
Waving the sound of universe
Birdling on the brink of loss
Then cricket join in the party
Darkness showing the getting a grip of hemisphere
Clouding zest to cross the dark way
layed out… everything empty to enjoyed
Like is a child loosing her mother
Dazed… life being dazed
Like is the blind man loosing his cane
Eyes don’t know want to see
Ears also what want to heard
Tongue is stiff to speech
Whereas foot don’t have gone
Oh life…
The next, who knows about your fate
Beautiful you are whether dull you are?
As such a oasis has not assurance
Want to server way up you
But nothing the decision way
Want to abandon its aim
Making afraid felling mi regret
Oh the Master of all heart
Tether my heart up to who have the right
String me up in Thy Mercy
May I reach for Thy Grace
In the life and the hereafter
Riptide following the time
Drag the wood from beach
Waving the sound of universe
Birdling on the brink of loss
Then cricket join in the party
Darkness showing the getting a grip of hemisphere
Clouding zest to cross the dark way
layed out… everything empty to enjoyed
Like is a child loosing her mother
Dazed… life being dazed
Like is the blind man loosing his cane
Eyes don’t know want to see
Ears also what want to heard
Tongue is stiff to speech
Whereas foot don’t have gone
Oh life…
The next, who knows about your fate
Beautiful you are whether dull you are?
As such a oasis has not assurance
Want to server way up you
But nothing the decision way
Want to abandon its aim
Making afraid felling mi regret
Oh the Master of all heart
Tether my heart up to who have the right
String me up in Thy Mercy
May I reach for Thy Grace
In the life and the hereafter
Mystery of Life
by Khafiyah
world may be so beautiful in the eyes
but know we will essentially
when man so praised
when men so chase
when the world was a focus and purpose of life
expect meaningful
to be able to reach for the stars
without thinking about what’s behind the mystery of life
today, yesterday and tomorrow
just a handful of the life process
are sometimes misinterpreted
without taking lessons from that
the earth and sky
of day and night
hard and happy
men and women
the all of so real to us
but why ….?
heart, eyes, and our hearing
still not able to interpret it?
but know we will essentially
when man so praised
when men so chase
when the world was a focus and purpose of life
expect meaningful
to be able to reach for the stars
without thinking about what’s behind the mystery of life
today, yesterday and tomorrow
just a handful of the life process
are sometimes misinterpreted
without taking lessons from that
the earth and sky
of day and night
hard and happy
men and women
the all of so real to us
but why ….?
heart, eyes, and our hearing
still not able to interpret it?
My Beautiful Morning
by Khafiyah
Waiting dawn illuminates the earth
When the rooster crow called back and forth
I open the windows for the cold weather
Giving euphoria on my soul
All of likes want to welcomed it with beautiful greeting
The greeting for the dwellers of heaven
How’s beautiful pitch in ears
Like’s oases touch my heart
O my Lord!
Ashbahnaa wa ashbahal mulku lillahi walhamdulillahi
Laa ilaha illallah wahdahu laa syarikalahu
Lahul mulku walahul hamdu
WaHuwa ‘ala kulli syai-in Qadir…
Make me remember the ones message
“I am not likes of the sky which give you blue
Not likes of cloud that shaded you loyalty
Not likes of night, always giving you darkness
Also likes of dawn which give you peace
I just may give you prayer
May Allah’s Mercy welcomed your morning.
O my Lord!
Accept (this service) from us
For Thou art the All Hearing
The All Knowing
(QS. 2:127)
When the rooster crow called back and forth
I open the windows for the cold weather
Giving euphoria on my soul
All of likes want to welcomed it with beautiful greeting
The greeting for the dwellers of heaven
How’s beautiful pitch in ears
Like’s oases touch my heart
O my Lord!
Ashbahnaa wa ashbahal mulku lillahi walhamdulillahi
Laa ilaha illallah wahdahu laa syarikalahu
Lahul mulku walahul hamdu
WaHuwa ‘ala kulli syai-in Qadir…
Make me remember the ones message
“I am not likes of the sky which give you blue
Not likes of cloud that shaded you loyalty
Not likes of night, always giving you darkness
Also likes of dawn which give you peace
I just may give you prayer
May Allah’s Mercy welcomed your morning.
O my Lord!
Accept (this service) from us
For Thou art the All Hearing
The All Knowing
(QS. 2:127)
“A Beggar’s Voice”
by Khafiyah
At dawn the morning started to pick up
The eyes from place to place looking for hope
When the feet want to move
The direction of any goal can not be nevertheless
Where now I’m moaning fate
I do not have any cents
Stomach continued to shout his desire
But what to do
Hands do not have anything
This country is so rich
It was not worth me here
But where should I go
Because I was born in this country
O motherland
Look at me on the outskirts of this country
I am yours who do not have anything
but why they are who on the top
do not care about me, I am a beggars
The eyes from place to place looking for hope
When the feet want to move
The direction of any goal can not be nevertheless
Where now I’m moaning fate
I do not have any cents
Stomach continued to shout his desire
But what to do
Hands do not have anything
This country is so rich
It was not worth me here
But where should I go
Because I was born in this country
O motherland
Look at me on the outskirts of this country
I am yours who do not have anything
but why they are who on the top
do not care about me, I am a beggars
THE AGENT OF CHANGE
by Khafiyah
Life before the morning light
Rippling sound of the universe
The inhabitants of the heavens began to spread
Adorn the majestic dome
A student was rushed to ready
walking definitely , stability
Hopes and aspirations to the future
change the country’s life be better
The mother did not want to lose
In the spirit of the first educator
making a dreams on her children’s soul
to change the fate of family life
Students now have a responsibility
Not only for himself
Rippling sound of the universe
The inhabitants of the heavens began to spread
Adorn the majestic dome
A student was rushed to ready
walking definitely , stability
Hopes and aspirations to the future
change the country’s life be better
The mother did not want to lose
In the spirit of the first educator
making a dreams on her children’s soul
to change the fate of family life
Students now have a responsibility
Not only for himself
World in the Next
by Khafiyah
The rays of hope came be scattered in the boat side
Waiting the time for sail
Circumnavigate the sciences width
Seing through its essence
For supplies to anchor in the beautiful life
The ship’s captain set to yell
Evolving the passengers’ dreams
Poetize as oases in the middle of desert
Brings them to the place of euphoria
Convevutive science even also launched
Attacked goggle world eyes
This country will not laughing again
Except if it comes without demenanour
This country doesn’t need you
If you come without changes well
You will be garbage have necktie
If later you betrayal of country
Waiting the time for sail
Circumnavigate the sciences width
Seing through its essence
For supplies to anchor in the beautiful life
The ship’s captain set to yell
Evolving the passengers’ dreams
Poetize as oases in the middle of desert
Brings them to the place of euphoria
Convevutive science even also launched
Attacked goggle world eyes
This country will not laughing again
Except if it comes without demenanour
This country doesn’t need you
If you come without changes well
You will be garbage have necktie
If later you betrayal of country
Hopeless
by Khafiyah
When the crack of dawn
Radiate the majesty’s rays
To welcome the man to stand up heftily
Confronting the body and soul to the Owner
That moment I try to contemplate
Tomorrow…would I meet again this rays?
Would I feel again this grace?
Would I hear again this holy call?
When I dissolve on my brown study
The twang of clock makes me conscious
That royalty remind me about times
Then I stride, stand on the sawn timber
Going to the place of cleansed
Purify the body and soul
As the requirement to appear Him
Now… my age is added
Radiate the majesty’s rays
To welcome the man to stand up heftily
Confronting the body and soul to the Owner
That moment I try to contemplate
Tomorrow…would I meet again this rays?
Would I feel again this grace?
Would I hear again this holy call?
When I dissolve on my brown study
The twang of clock makes me conscious
That royalty remind me about times
Then I stride, stand on the sawn timber
Going to the place of cleansed
Purify the body and soul
As the requirement to appear Him
Now… my age is added
” Don’t Ignore Your Conscience ”
by Khafiyah
Soul which span and and dim of eyesight
Implicit of the life darkness
Appeal calm of condensed of night
Draping expectation which do not surely
Is there anyone will be aroused their heart
Finding their hope that lose
When the world do not hear their scream again
When the egoist become the demeanour
The people may be laughed
When our heart is broken
Don’t know where will haul up again
Saving the life to be better
The sky getting overcast
Traying snub the bad demeanour the man
Implicit of the life darkness
Appeal calm of condensed of night
Draping expectation which do not surely
Is there anyone will be aroused their heart
Finding their hope that lose
When the world do not hear their scream again
When the egoist become the demeanour
The people may be laughed
When our heart is broken
Don’t know where will haul up again
Saving the life to be better
The sky getting overcast
Traying snub the bad demeanour the man
“The Life”
by Khafiyah
Life…. Sometimes I cannot understand you….
History which graven about human life in this world
Incising story full of mystery
Spilling many ink to carving it
Very strange, this is life
Time even cannot count
There many stories which have let it go hang to elapse
Without leaving slightest memory of “definite”
Yesterday, today, tomorrow, is there any can understand the finally?
Is there any capable to string up all existing story to make intact?
Is there any schemata that able to give beautiful hope?
To terminate the mysterious stories of human life
I…I do not know how?
I cannot string up the stories of human life
I…I am a human which only can be kept quiet
I don’t even know how the final of life is
Only Thou o Rabb
Who hath perfect knowledge the all of things
I even give up my end of story to Thee
Because Thou are my Creator
History which graven about human life in this world
Incising story full of mystery
Spilling many ink to carving it
Very strange, this is life
Time even cannot count
There many stories which have let it go hang to elapse
Without leaving slightest memory of “definite”
Yesterday, today, tomorrow, is there any can understand the finally?
Is there any capable to string up all existing story to make intact?
Is there any schemata that able to give beautiful hope?
To terminate the mysterious stories of human life
I…I do not know how?
I cannot string up the stories of human life
I…I am a human which only can be kept quiet
I don’t even know how the final of life is
Only Thou o Rabb
Who hath perfect knowledge the all of things
I even give up my end of story to Thee
Because Thou are my Creator