Hatiku diletakkan ditingkat atas

Hati kuletakkan di tingkat atas, 

Jauh dari diriku,

Jauh dari hasutan nafsu celaru,

Agar dia boleh tenang dan bekerja seperti selalu.

Akal yang menyuruhnya kesitu,

Sudah lama, namun hati degil enggan pergi.

"Tunggu dulu"

"Belum lagi masanya"

Namun pasir masa terus gugur,

Keadaan masih sama.

Lalu dengan langkah yang berat,

Ia naik ke tingkat atas.

Akal tahu lukanya dalam,

Tapi sudah disempadan usaha,

Takdir bukan aturan kita,

Dan hati terus memberat dengan harapan. 

Dalam dingin malam yang panjang,

Harapan itu akal langitkan,

Bersama-sama ketulusan hati,

Yang sedar kelemahan diri.

Allah Maha Besar (aku hamba kecil),

Allah Maha Penyayang (aku hamba berdosa),

Allah Maha Mendengar (aku hamba peminta),

Allah Maha Kuasa (aku hamba hina)

Setelah harapan dilangitkan,

Sebelum hati naik ke tingkat atas,

Diberi kendali kepada akal,

"Kau bawalah dia ke Siratal Mustaqim"

Akal tahu, hati akan bersamanya nanti,

Cuma butuh sedikit rehat ditingkat atas.

Why people do the things they do?

When we are trying our best but people don't see it, and instead decide to take offence... There is actually nothing to say. I just hope that they would stop taking offence and help me instead.

Some people just be emotional about things, but don't really want to understand the situation. Isn't it easier to look for ways to help, instead of deciding, selfishly, to take themselves out of the equation and wallow in the rhetoric of their own belief and assumptions? 

If you are sad about the situation of someone, why do you refuse to understand and instead be angry that they are struggling? Why not help them instead? 

I really don't understand. 

What a person is facing, please trust them enough to be with them, understand and respect their decisions. If you cannot do that, at least don't make it worse by leaving them. Don't turn a blind eye, force them to do things they don't want to, but then just want to be with them when things are fine, just because you believe it should be fine.

Until now, I still don't understand why this happens. 

Begini, begitu

Begini, begitu,

Kau masih membatu.

Masa pantas bergerak, 

Kau masih terpacak. 

Orang sudah kehadapan, 

Kau larut dalam lamunan.

Tenggelam dalam fikiran, 

Tentang takut dan harapan. 

Begini, begitu, 

Kau tetap diam disitu.

Hidup adalah gerak, 

Kenapa kau cuma tegak? 

Kau bukan pokok yang perlu menahan angin, 

Kau punya kudrat untuk capai yang kau ingin. 

Begini, begitu entah berapa lama, 

Adakah seribu tahun pun, akan cerita yang sama?