Monday, March 28, 2011

Kekadang rase nak berpuitis-puitis ...




Tsunami ...


Laugh .. Smile .. Love .. Jokes ..
Turn to be cry .. sadness ... tears .. heart it broke ...
The spirit where used to be bright,
Change to be sorrow of the night ..

The sea crush ...
No more to touch ..
The eyes of the sea screaming for alarm ..
Birds break the wind of harm ...

Waves wipe all the tears away ..
Fisherman .. No more to stay ...
Too late to cry ..
A word in mind is die ...

Tsunami I hear ...
No time for blaming ..
This world is her's ..
A child she’s finding ...

The cold pass roughly ...
Racing through the skin of man of the sea ..
This is not a curse ..
From faultless to homeless  ...

No one hear the voice of hope ...
Only a breath explain the greatest of lord ..
It’s too late ?
It’s too late ?

Woman finds her child ..
Give a chance to live a little while ...
Hugging and kissing before the end of life ..
Experience of life carve a beautiful smile ...

A shelter she find ..
Giving hope to treat the wound ..
The soul is whispering for the start of other world ..

That’s a story behind ..
For a name carves at a tombstone ..
Happened in Phuket, Thailand ..
On the misery of 26th ..
In the last month of 2004 ....

A piece from nanaleeyana, inspired from the miserable of the land and tragedy ..











As we have the chance to continue living, lets use it wisely ;)