



Di alam cinta
Rindu mengejar masa
Pilu kan terasa
Menikam-nikam jiwa..
Di dalam cinta..
Cemburu kan bertakhta
Menguji-uji kita..menguji segala..
Kini aku terapung
Bagai lelayang..
Bertalikan rindu..Gulung bergulung..
Janji dulu dilafaz
Masih lekat tersimpan
Di dalam rongga nafas
Untuk di telan senang..
Engkau dan aku..
Dibuai asyik merindu
Dan kini dipertemu..pada janji dulu..
Engkau dan aku..
Singgah di taman kalbu
Nikmati keharuman..di laman keasyikan
Engkaulah kasih..engkau cahaya..
Engkaulah sahaja..engkau segala..
Tiada antara..tiada angkara..
Tiada derhaka..kau meruntun jiwa
Saling mempercaya..bunuh sangsi prasangka
Genggam kasih kita..hingga ke garisnya..
Cinta dan rindu..
Jika dipupus ia
Kita hilang syahdu..bermurung merana..
Cinta punya sakti..
Terapi untuk diri
Doa jadi teman..akan tenang nafasan..

selalu itu yg kau ucapkan padaku
sebagai kekasih yg tak dianggap
aku hanya bisa mencoba mengalah
menahan setiap amarah
aku sang bulan tak menerangi malammu
aku lah bintang yg hilang ditelan kegelapan
sebagai kekasih yg tak dianggap
aku hanya bisa mencoba bersabar
ku yakin kau kan berubah

An old American Muslim lived on a farm in the mountains of eastern Kentucky with his young grandson. Each morning Grandpa was up early sitting at the kitchen table reading his Qur’an.
His grandson wanted to be just like him and tried to imitate him in every way he could. One day the grandson asked, “Grandpa! I try to read the Qur’an just like you but I don’t understand it, and what I do understand I forget as soon as I close the book.
What good does reading the Qur’an do?” The Grandfather quietly turned from putting coal in the stove and replied, “Take this coal basket down to the river and bring me back a basket of water.”
The boy did as he was told, but all the water leaked out before he got back to the house. The grandfather laughed and said, “You’ll have to move a little faster next time,” and sent him back to the river with the basket to try again.
This time the boy ran faster, but again the basket was empty before he returned home. Out of breath, he told his grandfather that it was impossible to carry water in a basket, and he went to get a bucket instead.
The old man said, “I don’t want a bucket of water; I want a basket of water. You’re just not trying hard enough,” and he went out the door to watch the boy try again.
At this point, the boy knew it was impossible, but he wanted to show his grandfather that even if he ran as fast as he could, the water would Leak out before he got back to the house. The boy again dipped the basket into river and ran hard, but when he reached his grandfather the basket was again empty.
Out of breathe, he said, “See Grandpa, it’s useless!” “So you think it is useless?” The old man said, “Look at the basket.” The boy looked at the basket and for the first time realized that the basket was different.
It had been transformed from a dirty old coal basket and was now clean, inside and out. “Son, that’s what happens when you read the Qur’an.
You might not understand or remember everything, but when you read it, you will be changed, inside and out. That is the work of Qur’an in our lives.”