::bercinta sampai syurga::

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::our little sweetheart::

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Thursday, October 29, 2009

::just spend 5 minute::

Very powerful story: it?s worth to spend 5 minutes?.

There were only 15 minutes left before Solat-ul Isha {The night prayer}.

He quickly made Wudhu {purification washing of the face, hands, head, ears, and feet} and then, performed Solat-ul Maghrib {The dusk prayer}.

While making Tasbih {praising of ALLAH}, he again remembered his grandmother and was
embarrassed by how he had prayed.

His grandmother prayed with such tranquillity and peace.

He began making Dua{suplications} and went down to make Sajdah{prostration} and stayed like that
for a while.

He had been at work all day and was tired, so tired.

He awoke abruptly to the sound of noise and shouting.

He was sweating profusely.

He looked around.

It was very crowded.

Every direction he looked in was filled with people.

Some stood frozen looking around, some were running left and right and
some were on their knees with their heads in their hands just waiting.

Pure fear and apprehension filled him as he realized where he was.

His heart was about to burst.

It was the Day of Judgment.

When he was alive, he had heard many things about the questioning on the

Day of Judgment, but that seemed so long ago..

Could this be something his mind made up?

No, the wait and the fear were so great that he could not have imagined this.

The interrogation was still going on.

He began moving frantically from people to people to ask if his name
had been called.

No one could answer him.

All of a sudden his name was called and the crowd split into two and
made a passageway for him.

Two angels grabbed his arms and led him forward.

He walked with unknowing eyes through the crowd.

The angels brought him to the centre and left him there.

His head was bent down and his whole life was passing in front of his
eyes like a movie.

He opened his eyes but saw only another world.

The people were all helping others.

He saw his father running from one lecture to the other, spending his
wealth in the way of Islam.

His mother invited guests to their house and one table was being set
while the other was being cleared.

He pleaded his case,

'I too was always on this path..

I helped others.

I spread the words of Allah.

I performed my Solah{prayers} .

I fasted in the month of Ramadhan.

Whatever ALLAH ordered us to do, I did.

Whatever HE ordered us not to do, I did not.'

He began to cry and think about how much he loved ALLAH.

He knew that whatever he had done in life would be less than what
ALLAH deserved and his only protector was ALLAH... He was sweating like
never before and was shaking all over.

His eyes were fixed on the scale, waiting for the final decision.

At last, the decision was made.

The two angels with sheets of paper in their hands, turned to the crowd.

His legs felt like they were going to collapse.

He closed his eyes as they began

To read the names of those people who were to enter Jahannam{the worst Hell Fire}.

His name was read first.

He fell on his knees and yelled that this couldn't be,

'How could I go to Jahannam{the worst Hell Fire}?

I served others all my life,

I spread the words of ALLAH to others'.

His eyes had become blurry and he was shaking with sweat.

The two angels took him by the arms.

As his feet dragged, they went through the crowd and advanced toward
the blazing flames of Jahannam{the worst Hell Fire}.

He was yelling and wondered if there was any person who was going to help him.

He was yelling of all the good deeds he had done, how he had helped
his father, his fasts, prayers, the Noble Qur'an that he read, he was
asking if none of them would help him.

The Jahannam angels continued to drag him.

They had gotten closer to the Hellfire.

He looked back and these were his last pleas.

Had not Rasulullah [S.A.W.] {Messanger of ALLAH Muhammad Peace be upon him} said;

'How clean would a person be who bathes in a river five times a day,
so too does the Solah performed five times cleanse someone of their

He began yelling,

'My prayers? My prayers? My prayers.?'

The two angels did not stop, and they came to the edge of the abyss of Jahannam{The Worst Hell Fire}.

The flames of the Fire were burning his face.

He looked back one last time, but his eyes were dry of hope and he had
nothing left in him.

One of the angels pushed him in.

He found himself in the air and falling towards the Flames.

He had just fallen five or six feet when a hand grabbed him by the arm
and pulled him back.

He lifted his head and saw an old man with a long white beard.

He wiped some dust off himself and asked him,

'Who are you?'

The old man replied,

'I am your prayers'.

'Why are you so late! I was almost in the Fire!

You rescued me at the last minute before I fell in'.

The old man smiled and shook his head,

'You always performed me at the last minute, did you forget?'

At that instant, he blinked and lifted his head from Sajdah{prostation} .

He was in a sweat.

He listened to the voices coming from outside.

He heard the Adhan{call for prayer} for Solat-ul Isha{the night prayer}.

He got up quickly and went to perform Wudhu{purification washing of the face, hands, head, ears, and feet}.

Pass this on to your friends and family.... ...

Maybe, you can help someone open their eyes.

And who knows?

Maybe, this is a good deed that can help you during the day of judgement.


Monday, October 26, 2009


Iman adalah mutiara

Didalam hati manusia

Yang menyakini Allah

Maha Esa Maha Kuasa

Tanpa mu iman bagaimanalah

Merasa diri hamba padanya

Tanpamu iman...bagaimanalah

Menjadi hamba Allah yang bertakwa

Iman tak dapat diwarisi dari seorang ayah yang bertakwa

Ia tak dapat dijual beli

Ia tiada di tepian pantai

Walau apapun caranya jua

Engkau mendaki gunung yang tinggi

Engkau merentas lautan api

Namun tak dapat jua dimiliki

Jika tidak kembali pada Allah

Rindunya kat Arwah ayah (Al-Fatihah).... arwah ayah dulu selalu pasang kaset lagu raihan.... yup sememangnya iman tak dapat diwarisi

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

::huda & kanak-kanak::

kartun la huda ni...

tak kenal maka tak cinta...
"people don't care how much you know until they know how much you care"

masa kat pusat jagaan kanak-kanak di ayer itam, pulau pinang... Izzul Aiman(6), daniel(8), hafizi(11), maisarah(8), nasha(10), hafuzah(10), danial(11), alya(7), fitriah(7), izzati(8)..nanti cikgu datang penang nanti bawak sos terengganu ya, kami nak makan ngan nasi ikan goreng...

Bila hari lahir cikgu? t kami nak bawak kek nak makan ngan cikgu kat sini... cikgu jangan la berhenti ya...

kak huda.. mei main cikgu2 ngan kami...

hari ni kak huda nak ajar apa?
kak huda nak kertas n pensil.. kami nak buat... kak huda nak suh bt ape?

kak huda izzat, amier, wa'ie main ikan kat dalam kolam kak huda...

kak huda.. mana kak ilah,abg apik n abg udin?

Ni la jadi bila cucu2 mak long balik kg....
kak huda.... kak huda... kak huda..... kak huda.....

kak huda:

eh budak2 ni... jangan la duk main ikan kat kolam tu...
jangan la duk main kejar anak2 ayam n itik... kesian kat dia... penat dia(+ .....kak huda)

Ya Allah... habis la bunga kat dalam pasu tu...

nanti opah marah main pasir... jangan main...

Mei duduk teratak tok kedah abg iran... kak huda nak ajar

Ni jadi bila masa cuti sekolah + saya ada kat umah..
Kalau time raya... lagi best...

Nur Alya Maisarah... Sempat lepas tranning kat Kb... p keja jap kat Tadiska Tahfiz Gemilang... dekat ja ngan umah... kebetulan tak de cikgu kat situ... so apa lagi... cheak it out

semangat mereka nyanyi lagu TTG ...

:: Buku latihan::

:: Lagu sekolah::

::jamuan raya:: A'adif (1), Alya (5), Aqilah (5)

::pandai posing budak2 ni... tak menang tangan n mulut::
::bestnya kek ni::
::1, 2... smile....::
::Tekunnya baca buku::
:: Biahaqi n naza anaki:
::Anis@bleh jadi ketua kelas ni... suka cubit org, Ramadhan@suka nangis, hakeem@bagus siapkan keja cikgu bagi...

Ni pulak Iqbal wa'ie n Alysha Wafiyah...

mana satu alysha tak tau... pegi ngan bas ngna cikgu2... first time dia p bukan ngan family...

:: Alysha(6) with ummi, kakak, n iqbal wa'ie... masa majlis khatam Al-quran peringkat neg. terengganu:: seronoknya dia....

::suasana majlis::

with kak ngah, farah n wani.... sambil sembang2 pasal macam2

Kartun ke? Biasa la... untuk certain2 benda... we have to be serious... but for certain thing no need la.. just be u'r self... apa yang penting.. kita kena tau apa yang kita lakukan... set target, pegang kemas2 stereng n pastikan jalan yang kita lalui itu membawa kita sampai ke tempat yang sepatutnya.. InsyaAllah.. Dia kan ada bersama2 kita... Ta Tahzan Wa La Takhaf... Inna Allah ha Ma'ana... moga Allah memberkati, meredhai dan mempermudahkan apa jua yang kita lakukan...


"What do you think?" I see a tall, pretty girl holding up a green, gauzy dress for her friend's inspection. The friend nods approvingly and smiles. "It's perfect!" Perfect? I muse to myself. It is becoming increasingly difficult to find the perfect clothing nowadays.

"And say to the believing women that they cast down their looks and guard their private parts and do not display their ornaments except what appears thereof, and let them wear their head-coverings over their bosoms..." (Qur'an 24:31)

I walk out of the store and take a look around me. I am surrounded by Muslim girls wearing hijab. One wears a scarf that is carelessly draped over her head. It dutifully covers every strand of hair but it terminates above her bosom. The shirt she wears is tight and short sleeved. Her legs are not exposed in the least but there is no guesswork as to their shape since the jeans she wears outlines them clearly and unambiguously. Another girl walks past me. She is more modestly dressed in a flowing robe. Unfortunately, her hijab exposes her bosom for every male eye to see.

Hijab is derived from its arabic root word hajaba meaning to cover, hide behind a veil or curtain. A hijab in its entirety should serve as a barrier between a man and a woman in all respects. Hijab makes the muslim woman aware that she should restrict her interaction with males with whom she can marry. Hijab serves as a veil that hides the muslim woman's adornments from being seen. The true purpose of Hijab is lost once it is merely considered as a trend and tradition and the real reason why it is worn is lost. In the west, the women take pride in showing off the latest creations from their favorite designers on the red carpet.

They eagerly strut their 'stuff' in front of the cameras, adoring the attention. Millions of photographers crowd in front of the so called stars and snap away. Here! Here! One starlet smiles. Turns, poses. The most daring of the lot is applauded for their iconic fashion sensibilities when what they are really doing is showing off a bit more skin than their counter-parts. And it is said, the women towards the end of the world will wear clothing but it is as if they are naked. In a popular reality tv show where groups of designers compete against each other for the ultimate prize to work under a world-famous fashion label, the motto that prevails sends out the message that less is more. One designer went to such an extent as to wrap all the loose parts of the cloth around his model, delineating the shape of her body.

The judges absolutely beamed! In another show where beautiful girls vie for a place as top model, the hostess encourages the girls to not look 'frumpy' by adjusting the loosely draped cloth around the body tightly, and shortening it in the process. Is it not degrading that women are looked upon solely based on the shape of their bodies, the flawlessness of their complexion, the fullness of the lips? Whereas the character and integrity as a living, breathing, capable human being is seen as secondary compared to the above? Is it not then, absolutely beautiful that Islam honors the women by prioritizing and preserving their character and dignity through the act of covering their beauty and charm from unwarranted attention? "If one chooses to dress as one of a group of people, they are of that people" Muslim women should be aware that they carry the identity of Islam.

The trendsetters in the West only serve their hedonistic needs. They care nothing for religion or God. In their blind enjoyment of this short worldly life, they only serve our greatest enemy, the Shaitan. Why should we dress up so degradingly, showing off every curve? To what end? To attract male suitors? To garner a loyal following of boyfriends? So that we are not the last one standing when all our friends are out on dates? What is this purpose but to satisfy our nafs and to create and even greater sin that can lead to fahishah (immoral sin)!

"And among His signs is this, that He has created for you mates from among yourselves, that you may dwell in tranquility with them; and He has put love and mercy between you. Verily in that are signs for those who reflect." (30:21)

Know that Allah's promise is true. Surely for every believing woman, there is a believing man for her, insya Allah. Remember when The Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him), full of praise for virtuous and chaste women, said: The most precious thing in the world is a virtuous woman.

::Kisah 1::

Apa yg sy nak story n kongsikan ni bukanlah cerita cinta biase..tp luar biasa..tak dpt nk agak ape yg sy nak ceritakan..sama sekali bukan cerita cinta sy…nak tau? Klu nak tau bacelah dan renungkan dalam2..cerita dia mcm ni..

adlah satu hari tu sy dan kwn2 pergilah shoping utk raye..bila dah masuk waktu zuhur tu pergi lah surau..punyalah ramainyer org time cuti tu..jd lepas jer sy siap solah sy pun tunggu kat luar.Tngah duk menunggu tu dtglah sepasang suami isteri dgn seorang baby dlm kete sorong.si isteri duduk sebelah sy..sy terpana sbentar melihatkn kemesraan mereka..si suami seorang buta,orgnyer agak gempal, berkulit sawo matang dan berambut kerinting..baby depa lak alahai comel sngat2..mcm anak jepun..tiba2 trdengar suara si isteri berbicara lembut “abg pergilah smbahyang dulu..biar ayang jaga kimi dulu..kite bergilirlah yer…” mmmh…suaminya mengangguk..sayang lepas smbahyang kite makan..abg laparlah..kate suaminyer pula.. si isteri pun berbisik manje “abg cepatlah masuk smbahyang dulu..ayang tunggu” aduhai syahdunyer sy mndengarnyer.. bertuahnyer abg buta tu..klu lah dia dpt melihat yg menjadi surinya wanita yg cantik..berwajah lembut, kulit yg bersih ade sinar iman diwajahnyer..

sejuk mate sy ni memndang.walaupun si isteri tu sumbing sedikit dan tempang..tp bagi sy dia sgt sempurna.begitu juga anak depa sempurna sifat..bijak dan comel..sy memberanikan diri menegurnye dan akhirnye kami berborak.si baby comel tu name dia Hakimi..kakak tu tukang masak di restoran..suaminya berniaga kecil2lan..tatkala itu sy terpikir atas dasar ape mereka bercinta? Atas dasar fizikal? Mane mungkin..si abg buta bukan dpt melihat kecantikan isterinya hanya dpt merasai ketulusan si isteri saje.. dan abg tu pun biasa2 sahaja dan serba kekurangan fizikalnye..tp atas dasar ape mereka saling jatuh cinta dan tertarik?

Zaman sekarang.. klu tak cun tak kacak..susah sket.. ade yg tu poket mesti penuh klu tak no more love lah weh…susah nk ckplah..renung2kanlah kan.. berbalik pada cerita td..mungkin ini lah cinta kerana Allah.. cinta tulus suci..alahai indahnya cinta mereka ini..tanpa kata, tanpe sandaran fizikal cinta tetap cinta..hati tetap menyatu..mcm kite2 yg normal ni.. mata bertemu mata lalu turun kehati..tp depa hati bertemu hati..mata depalah tu hati “mata hati” syg jer kakak tu kat si suami dia yg buta ni..dipimpin tangan suaminya..dibisikkan kate2 syg dan lemah lembut tingkah lakunyer..rasenye zaman sekarang susah nak jumpe wanita dan lelaki mcm ni kan..byk benda yg kt boleh belajar dan fikirkan kan?

Kepada sahabat2 yg sedang dalam proses..kpd pasangan2 suami isteri semoga hubungan yg terbina berkekalan hingga keSyurga..sesungguhnya manusia akan bercinta lagi di syurga..tempat pertama yg melahirkan rase cinta dan ketika itulah fitrah akan menjadi anugerah yh tak terhingga..dan bila dua hati yg suci, ikhlas, penuh taqwa dan tawaduk bertaut menjadi satu..hanya merekalah yg sbenar2nye memiliki cinta puncak kenikmatan dan kebahagian syurga dunia sejati..

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Mungkin begini?

Orang kata aku lahir dari perut ibu..
Bila dahaga, yang susukan aku.. Ibu
Bila lapar, yang suapkan aku.. Ibu
Bila keseorangan, yang sentiasa di sampingku.. Ibu
Kata ibu, perkataan pertama yang aku sebut.. Ma!
Bila bangun tidur, aku cari.. Ibu
Bila nangis, orang pertama yang datang ..Ibu
Bila nak bermanja..
Aku dekati ibu Bila nak bergesel?
Aku duduk sebelah ibu
Bila sedih, yang boleh memujukku hanya ibu
Bila nakal, yang memarahi aku ?
IbuBila merajuk?
yang memujukku cuma.. Ibu
Bila melakukan kesalahan?
Ibu juga lah yang paling cepat marah..
Bila takut? Yang tenangkan aku.. Ibu
Bila nak peluk? Yang aku suka peluk.. Ibu
Aku selalu teringatkan .. Ibu
Bila sedih, aku mesti telefon ibu
Bila seronok? Orang pertama aku nak beritahu? Ibu
Bila bengang.. Aku suka luah pada ..Ibu
Bila takut, aku selalu panggil.. ? Ibuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!
Bila sakit, orang paling risau adalah ..Ibu
Bila nak exam, orang paling sibuk juga ibu
Bila merajuk, yang datang pujuk aku juga.. Ibu
Bila buat hal, yang marah aku dulu..Ibu
Bila ada masalah, yang paling risau.. Ibu
Yang masih peluk dan cium aku sampai hari ni.. Ibu
Yang selalu masak makanan kegemaranku.. Ibu
Yang selalu simpan dan kemaskan barang-barang aku, Ibu
Yang selalu berleter kat aku.. Ibu
Yang selalu puji aku.. Ibu
Yang selalu nasihat aku.. Ibu
Bila nak kahwin..Orang pertama aku tunjuk dan rujuk? Ibu

Aku ada pasangan hidup sendiri
Bila seronok? Aku cari pasanganku
Bila sedih? Aku cari Ibu
Bila berjaya? Aku ceritakan pada pasanganku
Bila gagal? Aku ceritakan pada Ibu
Bila bahagia, aku peluk erat pasanganku
Bila berduka, aku peluk erat ibuku
Bila nak bercuti? Aku bawa pasanganku
Bila sibuk? Aku hantar anak ke rumah ibu
Bila sambut anniversary...Aku hadiahi bunga pada pasanganku
Bila sambut hari ibu...Aku cuma dapat ucapkan Selamat Hari Ibu
Selalu........Aku ingat pasanganku
Selalu.....Ibu ingat kat aku
Bila....Bila.....Aku akan talipon pasanganku
Entah bila....Aku nak talipon ibu
Selalu....Aku belikan hadiah untuk pasanganku
Entah bila.....Aku nak belikan hadiah untuk Ibuku

Renungkan :-"Kalau kau sudah habis belajar dan berkerja. Bolehkah kau kirim wang untuk ibu? Ibu bukan nak banyak. Lima puluh ringgit sebulan pun cukuplah" Berderai air mata aku. Hari ini kalau ibu mahu lima ratus sebulan pun aku mampu. Aku boleh kirimkan. Tapi Ibu sudah tiada. Aku tidak berkesempatan lagi. Bukan lima puluh ringgit. Lima puluh sen pun tidak sempat aku kirimkan! Hanya yang termampu Al-fatihah, al-fatihah, al-fatihah.
Sebelum mungkin begini terjadi... gunakanlah kesempatan yang ada dengan sebaiknya untuk berbakti dan berbuat baik kepada kedua-ibubapa mu... Ya Allah... aku pohon selalu padaMu agar walau apa jua yang aku lakukan... aku tak akan mengecewakan hati kecil ibuku...


::mak tengah blue kurung with mak su, mak cik, che ngah::

-raya 2009-

Ini adalah kisah mengenai Nilai kasih Ibu.

Seorang anak mendapatkan ibunya yang sedang sibuk menyediakan makan malam di dapur lalu menghulurkan sekeping kertas yang bertulis sesuatu. Si ibu segera mengesatkan tangan di apron menyambut kertas yang dihulurkan oleh si anak lalu membacanya.

Kos upah membantu ibu:

Tolong pergi kedai $4.00
Tolong jaga adik $4.00
Tolong buang sampah $1.00
Tolong kemas bilik $2.00
Tolong siram bunga $3.00
Tolong sapu sampah $3.00
Jumlah : $17.00

Selesai membaca, si ibu tersenyum memandang si anak sambil sesuatu berlegar-legar si mindanya. Si ibu mencapai sebatang pen dan menulis sesuatu di belakang kertas yang sama.

Kos mengandungkanmu selama 9 bulan PERCUMA
Kos berjaga malam kerana menjagamu PERCUMA
Kos air mata yang menitis keranamu PERCUMA
Kos kerunsingan kerana bimbangkanmu PERCUMA
Kos menyediakan makan minum, pakaian, dan keperluanmu PERCUMA

Jumlah Keseluruhan Nilai Kasihku PERCUMA

Air mata si anak berlinang setelah membaca apa yang dituliskan oleh si ibu. Si anak menatap wajah ibu,memeluknya dan berkata, "Saya Sayangkan Ibu". Kemudian si anak mengambil pen dan menulis 'Telah Dibayar' pada mukasurat yang ditulisnya.

Imam Muslim di dalam kitab Sahihnya meriwayatkan sebuah hadith yang berbunyi:

رغم أنفه من أدرك والديه عند الكبر أحدهما أو كليهما فلم يدخل الجنة

Maksudnya: “Kehinaan bagi sesiapa yang memiliki kedua ibu-bapanya yang tua salah seorang atau kedua-duanya, dan tidak dapat memasuki syurga.”[1][1] Sahih Muslim bawah bab al-Birr wa al-Silah wa al-Adab


Air mata ibu mengalir,
bila mendengar tangisan si kecil,
masih merah salutan darah kelahiran.
Biarpun penat bersabung nyawa,
senyuman tetap terukir
ceria memekar taman jiwa.
Segala puncak seng sara hancur semerta,
selamat zuriat melihat dunia...

Air mata ibu menitis lagi,
bimbang resah mengulit diri,
sepanjang malam berjaga gelisah,
kerana si kecil masih mentah
meraung sakit ditimpa musibah...

Hari itu,air mata ibubergerimis lagi,
bukan kepiluan tapi kebanggaan,
melihat permata digilap kejayaan
tak kering bibirnya dengan senyuman,
tak lekang lidahnya pujian kesyukuran...

Takdir tuhan siapa menyangka,
harap panas bertahan
sang hujan bertamu ditengah laman...
Tika ini,air mata ibubergenang kelukaan,
hati tua robeksarat calaran,
permata kebanggaan hilang kilauan kemanusiaan,
didikan tinggi tiada pedoman,
akibat gelap hati iman harta nafsu jadi panduan...

Kemuliaan ibu,
hilang ditimbus padam,
insan mulia yang sarat pengorbanan
ditinggal gersang...

Rintihan si ibu,

Bukan balasan jasa pintaan jua,
cukuplah secebis kasih permata
sementara jasad bersisa nyawa
biar tenang menutup mata...

::with baby A'atif Zhafran::


Disebalik gelaran itu,

Tersimpan suatu rahsia

Yang masih kurang dirungkai oleh anakmu

Ibu, Izinkanlah aku bercerita tentang Suka duka bersamamu...

Terlalu banyak kisah-kisah yang telah kulalui bersamamu.

Ibu, segala-galanya tidak akan luput dari Ingatanku sama sekali...

Ibu,kau begitu istimewa

Segala jasa dan pengorbananmu akan kukenang Sepanjang hayatku...


Tidak ternilai kasih sayang mumendidik dan menjagaku

Agar aku menjadi insan yang bijak dan berguna...


Aku bersyukur ke hadrat Ilahi

kerana aku telah dipertemukan dengan insan sepertimu...

Kaulah insan yang bergelar ibu..

Kau juga yang ku anggap sebagai sumber inspirasiku


Aku berjanji pada diriku

Untuk menunaikan tanggungjawabku

Untuk membalas budi dan jasamu

Agar kau senang dan gembira


Ampunkan segala dosaku

Jika ada kesalahan

Yang aku lakukan

Sehingga akhir hayatku


Aku berdoa pada Ilahi

Agar ibu diberkati selalu

Supaya kau ditempatkan di syurga

Kerana aku sangat-sangat menyayangimu...

Saturday, October 10, 2009

::selamat hari lahir::

09 10 2009

Buku baru ke 23

Beberapa perancangan :

Menetap di mana2 tempat yang ada terbiyah yang konsisten .1

Dapatkan kerja tetap .2

Baitul muslim .3

Menyimpan untuk masa depan =) .4

Ambik kursus untuk tadika/ nursery .5

Walla hua alam... Dia dah mengaturkan yang terbaik untuk diri2 anda .6

Fazlul Huda Makhtar

Taman Tautan Kasih

Kampung Nyiur Tujuh


Terima kasih pada yang masih mengingati diri ini... =)

Moga kalian semua (yg mengenali atau yang belum dikenali) sentiasa dalam kerahmatan dan keredhaanNya...

Tuesday, October 6, 2009


Bertuturlah cinta
Mengucap satu nama
seindah kurasa
sedang dalam ingatanku
Cinta yang bertasbih
Meletus hati ini
Kusandarkan hidup matiku padaMu
Bisikan doaku
Dalam ukiran tasbih
Kupanjatkan cintaku padaMu maha cinta
Sudah diubun-ubun cinta mengusik rasa
Tak bisa ku paksa walau hatiku menjerit
Ketika cinta bertasbih
Nadiku berdenyut merdu
Kembang kempis dadaku
Merangkai butir cinta
Garis tangan tergambar tak bisa aku menentang
Sujud syukurku padaMu
Atas segala cinta
Bisikan doaku dalam butiran tasbih
Kupanjatkan cintaku padaMu Maha cinta
Sudah diubun-ubun cinta mengusik rasa
Tak bisa ku paksa walau hatiku menjerit
Ketika cinta bertasbih
Nadiku berdenyut merdu
Kembang kempis dadaku
Merangkai butir cinta
Garisan nan tergambar
Tak bisa aku menentang
Sujud syukur padaMu atas segala cinta
Ketika cinta bertasbih
Nadiku berdenyut laju
Kembang kempis dadaku
Merangkai butir cinta
Garisan nan tergambar
Tak bisa aku menentang
Sujud syukur padaMu atas segala cinta
Garisan nan tergambar
Tak bisa aku menentang
Sujud syukur padaMu atas segala cinta

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Keremajaanmu menyegarkan pandangan,
melimpahkan nyaman pada malam..
Cahaya keriangan di wajahmu adalah kilauan senjata yang menawan....
Madu yang menitiskan sarinya meresapkan manisnya dari bibir langsung ke hati adalah suara-suara lembut sang gadis...
Tertib dan sopanmu bagai hembusan angin yang menyamankan....

Dengan keremajaanmu...
kau bisa menakluk dunia dalam lalai dan leka
Tanpa kesedaran ....

Balikkanlah cermin di hadapanmu barang seketika ...
palingkanlah wajahmu barang sejenak...
Berkatalah dalam diri...
Kau bukan dilahirkan sebgai penggoda yang melekakan dunia...
Kesegaran dan kejelitaanmu adalah fana belaka..
Balutan gemerlap permata intan hanyalah hiasan...
Dongak dan lihatlah kerdipan bintang-bintang nun di langit...
Sedarlah...hidupmu ini hanya cebisan dari erti kehidupan...
Selamilah dasar hatimu dan bisiklah pada diri
Alangkah hinanya roh kita tanpa hiasan apa-apa...

Berfikirlah untuk menjadi insan yang berguna agar seisi dunia merasakan rahmat kehadiranmu...
Salutilah tubuhmu dengan iman...
kerana ia sangat manis pada pandangan jua perhiasan...
Usah merasa resah lalu menyolek diri ...
inginkan wajah yang lebih indah...
Bersyukur dan berbahagialah dengan apa yang telah ditakdirkan oleh Allah SWT...

Renung dan resaplah kekaguman serta kekuatan keyakinan bahawa hayatmu setiap detik di bawah naungan Allah SWT...
Kecintaan Ilahi melimpah dan melaut di segenap penjuru alam walaupun pada yang alpa erti kehidupan...

Bersihkanlah hatimu...
kemanisan iman sukar dikecapi tanpa janji Tuhan...
Jannah itu bukan mimpi tapi realiti...
Dunia hanyalah persinggahan...
akhirat itu kekal abadi....


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