Hafiz Another Night

 That another dawn

Yawning.
 This candle is burning.
How long will you stay?
Yawn again.

Dwelling in my sleepless tremors

 Flawed beautifully

Sin differently.

   In solitude he look at life

His thoughts strangled

 Mind is suffocating.

Enough!
Does enough equate satisfy?
0.5 to one solid gram,
Does enough now means adequate? 

Tonight, he flee.

Going to the land of Euphoria.
And he will never come back again.
Dirty reality sucks..

I ain’t even  tryin’ to preach u

By sharing thoughts here

Hope to find a little peace in mind

Mohd Yusri Hafizi Bin Yusoff 

The Luckiest Man on Earth

Assalamualaikum.
May the peace and blessing of Allah be upon us..

Alhamdulillah, all praises to Allah. Something to ponder, a rhetoric question tho, to feed an empty soul. Out of many things around us, why did Allah created us as human? Instead of human, He could have just created us as a tomato? or brocolli perhaps? or it can be a guacamole? Or to something far from green, like a cow? or I can be a cat! But Allah had privileged us to be human being like we are today..

It is beautiful to see people are coming back to the Deen. Allah could have just left people misguided and just let them lost further down in astray. Instead of giving in, Allah has granted 'em the nur that enlightened their way in this truth quest of life. 

Allah works in his mysterious way, we should never question his decision. Hidayah belongs to Him, and he granted to whom he wanted. 

And Yet..I'm Still Frowning

Assalamualaikum wrt.

I was at the traffic light. It was red so naturally my car was stationery. Then I saw the man on the motorbike, a few meters in front of me came down from his bike.

I was curious. I mean, why would a man come down from his bike in the middle of the road, right?

So I watched him.

To my amazement, he bent down and picked up something. I squinted my eyes. It was a can of drink.

Yes, a can of drink.

And he walked a few meters and bent again. And again. And again. And again.

In his hands now I saw a couple of cans of drink. Empty cans.

Then maybe realizing some people are watching, he looked up at the cars direction and smiled.

Ya Allah.. my heart melted.

Such is his trial in life.

That perhaps money and finance is a challenge for him. Economic survival requires him to pick up the cans by the streets so he could sell them to the recycle centers.

 So that  he could eat. Perhaps pay his petrol. Maybe buy some medicines.

And he still could smile.

Smiling away.

And I was there, sitting in a cozy air-conditioned car, with an upside-down smile and heart that is heavy.

Ya Allah... Forgive me..

As I took a deep breathe, I thank Allah for this simple reminder He sent my way.

I am thankful for all the You have given me, blessed me and showered me with, my Lord.

Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulilah.