Sunday, March 27, 2005
Sunday, March 13, 2005
Friday, March 11, 2005
You look at me and call me oppressed,
Simply because of the way I'm dressed,
You know me not for what's inside,
You judge the clothing I wear with pride,
My body's not for your eyes to hold,
You must speak to my mind, not my feminine mold,
I'm an individual, I'm no mans slave,
It's Allah's pleasure that I only crave,
I have a voice so I will be heard,
For in my heart I carry His word,
"O ye women, wrap close your cloak, So you won't be bothered by
ignorant folk",
Man doesn't tell me to dress this way,
It's a Law from God that I obey,
Oppressed is something I'm truly NOT,
For liberation is what I've got,
It was given to me many years ago,
With the right to prosper, the right to grow,
I can climb moutains or cross the seas,
Expand my mind in all degrees,
For God Himself gave us LIB-ER-TY,
When He sent Islam,
To You and Me!
Monday, March 07, 2005
Sunday, March 06, 2005
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
Saturday, February 26, 2005
Friday, February 25, 2005
Ya Allah...
Malam ini adalah malam kesekian kali
dalam untaian hari-hari meranjut usia
Ku hadapkan wajah penuh debu dalam hadratMu
Ku cuba menggapai nostalgia manis yang pernah teruntai bersama
Ya Rabbi...
Telah sedemikian tebalkah sekat antara kita
Telah begitu kukuhkah dinding pemisah antara kita
Hingga tidak dapat lagi kurasakan hangatnya nurMu
Hingga tak kutahu lagi sejuknya siraman kasihMu
Rabbi...
Tak tahu apa yang harus kusampaikan padaMu
Ketika kusedari masih ada bilik kecil di hati ini
Kau buatkan khusus untukku
Merenung..Menatap jalan panjang ke depan..
Rabbi...
Bantu aku menghiasi bilik itu
Agar dapat menerangi pori-pori kehidupan
Izinkan aku bernafas dalam buaianMu
Hingga ringan langkahku dalam ketaatan padaMu
Tidak ada yang terindah selain ENGKAU dalam jiwaku
Rabbi...
Izinkan darahku mengalir dalam zikirMu...
Sungguh Rabbi...
Aku rindu...