Alhamdulillah. Oxygen are still with us.
Faithfully entering our tiny alveoli.
Heavy rain with thunder, full of blessings. Subhanallah.
Ok. No comment on sunshine. Sun's not up yet.
It's funny how small things can touch a heart.
Amazing how little things can lift you.
Or even slam you to the ground.
All with Allah's will.
All the small things
we take for granted
Ok. No comment on sunshine. Sun's not up yet.
It's funny how small things can touch a heart.
Amazing how little things can lift you.
Or even slam you to the ground.
All with Allah's will.
All the small things
we take for granted
as long as they're still there
never leaves us.
We know they won't.
Like the little tick-tock
that keeps bothering our
eardrums.
It has never stopped before.
Will it ever?
Will it?
Or the tiny drops of H2O
drip-drop-ing on the floor
never leaves us.
We know they won't.
Like the little tick-tock
that keeps bothering our
eardrums.
It has never stopped before.
Will it ever?
Will it?
Or the tiny drops of H2O
drip-drop-ing on the floor
when we forget to turn the tap.
Or the bright corridor light
we forgot to switch off.
Or the left over potatoes
From last night's dinner.
It's all energy
But hey, they're always there.
Why bother?
They've never left us before.
Will they ever?
Will they?
Or the bright corridor light
we forgot to switch off.
Or the left over potatoes
From last night's dinner.
It's all energy
But hey, they're always there.
Why bother?
They've never left us before.
Will they ever?
Will they?
I guess we have to see then.
Wishing all the best for the finals.
And even better best for Lifeline4Gaza on their mission. Fuh, berdebar tunggu berita diorang.
May Allah be with you.
Go go flotilla people!
You guys rock!!
Maka nikmat Tuhanmu yang manakah yang kamu ragukan?
[53 : 55]
ps: Writer's block. Argh!
Sekian. 
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