Tuesday, February 22, 2011

De Memory

She is everywhere I go
Everyone I see
December's gone and I still can't sleep
January's on the way
At least that's what they say
But these month won't leave

Walk away
I'm barely breathing
As I'm lying on the floor
Take my heart
As you're leaving
I don't need it anymore

Now February has brought the rain
But I still see your face
And I can not escape the past
Creeping up inside
Reminding me that I
Can never bring you back
This is endless

Someone help me
'Cause the memory
Convinced itself to tear me apart
And it's gonna succeed before long

This is the memory
This is the curse of having
Too much time to think about it
It's killing me
This is the last time
This is my forgiveness
This is endless

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

To Love Is To Learn Losing The One You Love

We cannot beg someone to stay
if they want to leave
and be with someone else.
We have to admit that love
doesn’t give us
the license to own a person.
This is what love means…

Deep in my heart,
I’m suffering,
knowing that
I’ve lost you.
On the outside,
I’m living,
pretending that
I’ve forgotten you

I just want one day to go by
where I’m not pretending I’m happy!

Once upon a time I was falling in love,
but now I’m only falling apart.

Other men said they have seen angels,
But I have seen thee,
And thou art enough.

You will never know true happiness,
until you have truly loved,
and you will never understand,
what pain really is,
until you have lost it.

Forget the times
he walked by,
Forget the times
he made you cry,
Forget the times
he spoke your name,
Remember now

You’r e not the same.
Forget the times
he held your hand,
Forget the
sweet things if you can,
Forget the times
& Don’t pretend,
Remember now
he’s just your friend.

I had a dream and it was about you …
I smiled and recalled the memories we had …
then I noticed a tear fell from my eyes …
you know why?
Coz in my dream you kissed me
and said goodbye …

The way to love anything is to
realize that it might be lost.

Remove Me!!! I Don't Care

I don’t mind if u wish to remove me as ur friends in Facebook, Twitter, friendster and etc.. Some of my friends remove me since I’m not replying their comments or messages..Wht De Hek???

Oh come on lah, I don’t mind ok. I don’t need a numbers of my friend. I’m just need a truly friendship either in reality or in any social network. Hope u aren’t requesting me again after this ok.. Take care.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Maulidur Rasul Has Come

Rabiul Awal is the month which our beloved Prophet Muhammad Shalallahu ‘alaihi wasalam was born. Prophet Muhammad shalallahu ‘alaihi wasalam was born in Mecca on 12 th day of Rabiul Awal. On the day he born, the majusi’s Eternal flame which never be extinguished was extinguished. And many other miracles happened in his birth day.

Rasulullah shalallahu’alaihi wasalam has taken us from the gloomy world into the bright world. He has lead us to gid rid of stupidity. So, it’s the time for us to thank to Allah that has sent him (shalallahu ‘alaihi wasalam) for us, and thanks to our beloved prophet Muhammad shalallahu ‘alaihi wasalam by obeying his order.

At last, I hope, by the coming of Maulidur Rasul we can be a good Muslims and our love to our prophet Muhammad Shalallahu ‘alaihi wasalam become deeper and deeper. We can realize our love by obeying all his order and leaving all the things he hates.

Ya Nabi Salam ‘Alaika

Ya Rasul Salam ‘Alaika

Ya Habib Salam ‘Alaika

Shalawatullah ‘Alaika

Sunday, February 13, 2011

I Love My Family

I found this poem and it reminded me to my family...i love my abah, my mama, my brothers and my sisters...I LOVE MY FAMILY

To be apart of a family like mine
is so divine
where love is shown
hurt is shared
our love for each other is never impaired

we talk
we laugh
we cry

but we are a family
and we do it all together
for as a family
we do it all as one

you hurt one
you hurt all
and as a family unit
we will all stand tall

for we are family
a family full of strength
a family full of love
a family no one can touch
that, s why I love my family so much.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Wht Lies Inside Me???

No one knows what lies inside me.. probably because no one knows what lies inside each one of us.. no matter how deeply involved one is with another, no one can ever understand what exactly is going on in our heart.. i know one feels good when one shares feelings with others but some emotions are best kept and felt in your heart, i mean i share almost everything with my family and friends but there are those special ‘few’ which i don’t and would never share with anyone be it the feelings associated with my good experiences or bad, pain or happiness, that doesn’t count, its just that some feelings are just meant for you and your heart..

I honor my past and treasure its memories in my heart and soul. I honestly feel that ‘regret’ is the most awful feeling and i never did and i never would regret anything in my life because i know it was all i wanted at that moment.Life’s greatest setbacks reveal life’s biggest experiences.I just hope i have the sense to manage my memories in a way that enriches my life.

Rather than spending my days judging the events and experiences of my life, i want to adopt a neutral stance and simply accept them for what they are.. Feel the pain and savour the happiness..!!!

Remember Me :P

Remember Me when I’m gone…

Not for the things I did, but for the friend I was…

Not for the brilliant mind I had...

But for the brother I was…

Not for the talents I had...

But for the son I was…

And all those times I made you sad...

Remember how I made you happy...

Remember the laughing and the playing...

But not the yelling and screaming...

Remember the good times...

But not the bad times...

Remember the times we had together...

But not the time we spent apart...

Remember me because I care about you...

Remember me because I love you...

Just remember me when I’m gone as I will always remember you…

Remember me Forever...

Into The Rainbow

this post might sound repetitive. but I just couldn’t resist to write about rainbow. A few days back while driving into the city I saw a beautiful sight of rainbow. and that time it was stunningly pretty and look so majestic across my view. the color of the rainbow was so sharp and no building or trees or anything blocked the rainbow. i just drive and mesmerized the beauty of the rainbow all at the same time..and i couldn’t believe i am actually driving right into the rainbow.

i wish i was listening to Pelangi Petang by Allahyarham Sudirman that time

Friday, February 11, 2011

Life is Like a Roller Coaster

“Life is like a roller coaster. First you’re up, then you’re down, and the whole time you’re screaming.”

I would love to give credit for the quotes above, but I honestly have no clue who said it, or even if it was ever said. It popped into my head and I simply had to write it down, but I would never want to take credit for it if it isn’t mine. So we’ll just leave it as uncredited, and if anyone happens to know who said it(if anyone did say it), please let me know!

I find that quote to be incredibly true. No matter who you are, you have almost definitely had at least one low point in your life, but you have also had at least one high point. And that is the great thing about life, in many ways. It’s a lot of things, but it’s never boring.

When you’re dropping on a roller coaster, a lot of things go through your mind. Why did I do this, where am I going, when will I stop, what happens next? These thoughts are very similar to the thoughts that go through your head when you’re “dropping” in real life. The sad thing is, if this is the case, it stands to reason that when you’re “on top” in life, you’re thinking similar things to when you’re on the top of a roller coaster. The problem is, when you’re on top of a roller coaster, you aren’t enjoying your time up there. You’re thinking about when you’re going to drop.

It’s sad to think that people on top in real life might not be thinking about how lucky they are, or enjoying the moment. Thats what you should do. And next time I’m on the top of a roller coaster…I’m going to try my best to just enjoy the ride.

Until next time,

Live and Love,

Today I am Grateful For: Life’s many ups and downs

Wht U See Is Not Wht U Get

Recently, I thought about fairytales.

About Sleeping Beauty and how she had to be kissed so she can wake up, and about how the Prince had to go through that many obstacle.

About Snow White and how she, too, had to be kissed by yet another Prince in white horse. About Cinderella who cannot break free from her cruel stepmother and stepsisters, but had to wait to be rescued by, again, a Prince in white horse and shining armor.

I can’t help but think what fairytales do to children. I mean, what kind of ideas do this kind of fairytales embed into the minds of young children, especially girls. Would they grow up waiting for their knight in shining armor, only to find that the armor is rusty, the horse grey and limp, and the Prince not at all what they had expected?

Well, they could just be stories to them, mere fruit of imagination, like they were to me, but is it wise to tell them stories that was made up of helpless women, damsels in distress?

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

I Know U R Lying 2 M3!!! & Every1 Else!

People are lying about things and I am far from impressed by it. I will make my feelings known about the whole lot of them when I feel that I should. I have known about the lies and betrayal for a while now, yet I have done nothing about it, I have ignored it or them and tried to surprises the feelings I have about it, like I have everything else before this, no more!!

You know who you are, you know I know and yet you seem to be carrying on as if its not happening, is this because you think that just because one person knows that no-one else could have caught on?? hell no, people know, they may have just not told you they know. You sit and wonder while everyone else is chatting about stuff that you are getting ignored, well you know why you are being ignored, you know why people will no longer give you the time of day yet you don't care. You don't care, and you don't change it. You carry on with Sherman as though you have started to believe it yourself. Wake up guys, your busted. I just haven’t done this before now to show how actually pissed off I am about the whole thing. But now I am, I am fed up with not saying something from fear of other people, I am sick to death about it all and it has made me ill because I am hiding things again. No more, your on your own, do not contact me, do not even try calling me. You want to come clean about it?! GO to someone else, I have had enough of trying to help you through whatever it is you are feeling but at the end of the day, I have done enough.


(Another thing that I do to please others: keep my mouth shut, when really I should be talking

Monday, February 7, 2011

Why??? i cannot wake up in the morning


True love is not about the hugs and kisses, the ‘I love you‘s’ or the ‘I miss you’s', but about the chills that hit every part of your spine when you think about him or her!

“True love doesn’t have a happy ending because true love doesn’t end.”

No matter how big the world is, if we are meant to be together, love will lead us to be together.

You may hold my hand for a while, but you hold my heart forever.

Giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they’ll love you back…don’t expect love in return; just wait for it to grow in their heart but if it doesn’t, be content it grew in yours.

You cannot compare with anything in the world the true love your parents have for you.

Don’t push any one too hard, if it’s meant to be, it will happen.A Colorful Cartoon of a Cute Teddy Bear - Royalty Free Clipart Picture


i’ve been wondering too much lately..

including about these superheroes which you can see in comic books, or in the cinema such as superman, spiderman, etc..

as we can see that these superheroes has something which is makes them super in a way which is their ability to have extraordinary skills that no normal human can do..

example give, spiderman..he has the ability of having the spider ability such as the web and his ability to sling from one building to another..

but what else do these typical superheroes has in common..

they all have their human id…

like superman aka Clark Kent

like Spiderman aka Peter Parker

Clark Kent works in some lousy offices and been describe as weak guy that really just into himself..

Peter Parker is almost a like with Clark Kent. Peter Parker is viewed as a weak person that works in the crummy newspaper’s company..

why these superheroes hide their identity as normal humans?it is clearly its for their own protection towards their own true identity..but why as weak person??

i really think that these superheroes are thinking that humans are that weak, therefore they need to disguise themselves in the weak human community..

honestly, i’ve never heard any superheroes that has cool identities…

like Clark Kent..he has to save up Lois Lane from his villain while trying to hide his identity..and so does Peter Parker…i just think that these kinds of superheroes are damn liar and too afraid and commitment

i think that they want to protect their love ones but yet actually they are protecting themselves. they thought it can be better if they hide the truth..but yet the truth is something that you can hide it..sooner or later, your love ones will find out…

this is just too annoying…why not like those fantastic four??too have their own lives and yet they are saving the world…so they are not hurting anyone that they love..touch’ my friend

so basically, never lie to your spouses in any circumstances..or yet prepare to get your consequences and the oblivion of your relationship

Music...This is Love...This is M3

It never stops. Never. My heart will never stop turning violently inside of my chest as I gaze up under the hypnotic flash and swirl of lights above and watch their intimate dance. my heart beat will beat me senselessly to the endless rhythm of passion and dreams. My pulse is forever the pulse of the life in a complicated flow like liquid movement on the dance floor. The vibrations of my heart are merely an extension of the stereo’s airwaves radiating from the depths of bass booming speakers. The excruciating pounding of my heart as it dives into this passionate symphony of delicately crafted notes, in sea’s of melodies and spectrum’s full of tones and tunes, that’s where you’ll find a pounding drum to match my heart. Let the music orbit my soul and design my halo while unfolding my wings. Let the music coarse inside these fury veins. Music…this is Love...This is M3.

A Never Ending Love Story

I wore the torn in my heart all day long until I found you.

It was the best day I ever had in my so-sad life.

That I met you was more than just luck.

It was unbelievable destiny.

The moment as I saw you I thought there was an angel, rising in the amazing dusk.

The night went on and I never saw you again for the first time.

But you were in my mind.


Sunday, February 6, 2011

Blogging Is Not The Same Anymore....

I do not blog often....Main reason is because since the BlackBerry I have been active on social networks like Twitter & Facebook. (Follow me @drwninthmud) I tweet about my whereabouts, my love for tv-series & movies, or just funny stuff. I love to watch The Vampire Diaries, Pretty Little Liars, The Walking Dead & lots of other series. I love to watch horror movies. Even they're pretty predictable I still can find something that's different from the ones I've watched before. I will come back to blog again.... thanks for reading!

Short Stories: The Frog Prince

One fine evening a young princess put on her bonnet and clogs, and went out to take a walk by herself in a wood; and when she came to a cool spring of water with a rose in the middle of it, she sat herself down to rest a while. Now she had a golden ball in her hand, which was her favourite plaything; and she was always tossing it up into the air, and catching it again as it fell.

After a time she threw it up so high that she missed catching it as it fell; and the ball bounded away, and rolled along on the ground, until at last it fell down into the spring. The princess looked into the spring after her ball, but it was very deep, so deep that she could not see the bottom of it. She began to cry, and said, 'Alas! if I could only get my ball again, I would give all my fine clothes and jewels, and everything that I have in the world.'

Whilst she was speaking, a frog put its head out of the water, and said, 'Princess, why do you weep so bitterly?'

'Alas!' said she, 'what can you do for me, you nasty frog? My golden ball has fallen into the spring.'

The frog said, 'I do not want your pearls, and jewels, and fine clothes; but if you will love me, and let me live with you and eat from off your golden plate, and sleep on your bed, I will bring you your ball again.'

'What nonsense,' thought the princess, 'this silly frog is talking! He can never even get out of the spring to visit me, though he may be able to get my ball for me, and therefore I will tell him he shall have what he asks.'

So she said to the frog, 'Well, if you will bring me my ball, I will do all you ask.'

Then the frog put his head down, and dived deep under the water; and after a little while he came up again, with the ball in his mouth, and threw it on the edge of the spring.

As soon as the young princess saw her ball, she ran to pick it up; and she was so overjoyed to have it in her hand again, that she never thought of the frog, but ran home with it as fast as she could.

The frog called after her, 'Stay, princess, and take me with you as you said,'

But she did not stop to hear a word.

The next day, just as the princess had sat down to dinner, she heard a strange noise - tap, tap - plash, plash - as if something was coming up the marble staircase, and soon afterwards there was a gentle knock at the door, and a little voice cried out and said:

'Open the door, my princess dear,
Open the door to thy true love here!
And mind the words that thou and I said
By the fountain cool, in the greenwood shade.'

Then the princess ran to the door and opened it, and there she saw the frog, whom she had quite forgotten. At this sight she was sadly frightened, and shutting the door as fast as she could came back to her seat.

The king, her father, seeing that something had frightened her, asked her what was the matter.

'There is a nasty frog,' said she, 'at the door, that lifted my ball for me out of the spring this morning. I told him that he should live with me here, thinking that he could never get out of the spring; but there he is at the door, and he wants to come in.'

While she was speaking the frog knocked again at the door, and said:

'Open the door, my princess dear,
Open the door to thy true love here!
And mind the words that thou and I said
By the fountain cool, in the greenwood shade.'

Then the king said to the young princess, 'As you have given your word you must keep it; so go and let him in.'

She did so, and the frog hopped into the room, and then straight on - tap, tap - plash, plash - from the bottom of the room to the top, till he came up close to the table where the princess sat.

'Pray lift me upon chair,' said he to the princess, 'and let me sit next to you.'

As soon as she had done this, the frog said, 'Put your plate nearer to me, that I may eat out of it.'

This she did, and when he had eaten as much as he could, he said, 'Now I am tired; carry me upstairs, and put me into your bed.' And the princess, though very unwilling, took him up in her hand, and put him upon the pillow of her own bed, where he slept all night long.

As soon as it was light the frog jumped up, hopped downstairs, and went out of the house.

'Now, then,' thought the princess, 'at last he is gone, and I shall be troubled with him no more.'

But she was mistaken; for when night came again she heard the same tapping at the door; and the frog came once more, and said:

'Open the door, my princess dear,
Open the door to thy true love here!
And mind the words that thou and I said
By the fountain cool, in the greenwood shade.'

And when the princess opened the door the frog came in, and slept upon her pillow as before, till the morning broke. And the third night he did the same. But when the princess awoke on the following morning she was astonished to see, instead of the frog, a handsome prince, gazing on her with the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen and standing at the head of her bed.

He told her that he had been enchanted by a spiteful fairy, who had changed him into a frog; and that he had been fated so to abide till some princess should take him out of the spring, and let him eat from her plate, and sleep upon her bed for three nights.

'You,' said the prince, 'have broken his cruel charm, and now I have nothing to wish for but that you should go with me into my father's kingdom, where I will marry you, and love you as long as you live.'

The young princess, you may be sure, was not long in saying 'Yes' to all this; and as they spoke a brightly colored coach drove up, with eight beautiful horses, decked with plumes of feathers and a golden harness; and behind the coach rode the prince's servant, faithful Heinrich, who had bewailed the misfortunes of his dear master during his enchantment so long and so bitterly, that his heart had well-nigh burst.

They then took leave of the king, and got into the coach with eight horses, and all set out, full of joy and merriment, for the prince's kingdom, which they reached safely; and there they lived happily a great many years.