Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Introduction


Terik mentari buktinya kepanasan,
Lebatnya hujan terasa kebasahan.
Mata mungkin melihat,
Bibir mungkin berkata.
Tandusnya hati siapa yang tahu.

Kau bukanlah yang satu,
Bukan dua mahupun seribu.
Kiri kananmu juga celaru,
Melihat dan berpura kaku.

Biar saja apa katanya,
Tolak tepi lagak dan laku.
Kita jalan terus ke sana,
Kemana? Tidaklah kita tahu.

Maka dunia ini tidak akan pernah adil,
Dirimu juga tidak terkecuali.
Dicipta zahirnya begini kerdil,
Sehingga sampai waktunya sudah lali.


Akan aku terus melontar jeritan, memanah sahutan, menjaringkan peranan, biar hasilnya aku saja yang kenal. Aku pasti mereka ada di situ, menantikan persembahanku.





Iva Munira.






Monday, November 7, 2011

Syukur


I graduated on the 25th of October, 2011. I'm happy that they're happy. Too bad my brother, Ilyas couldn't be there. But we all know he's there somewhere, present in our hearts. My close friends were all there too. I'm a bit sad that Fatin couldn't graduate with all of us together. But its OK. I'll definitely be there during your convocation. Thank you so much for being there for all of us. A good friend, indeed. Someone important couldn't make it for the event though, but I forgive him since he had to work. I love all of you. Really, I do. I am thankful for having all these loving people in my life, and also for being able to finish my studies on time. Alhamdulillah.

Korban

Bila bicara soal Tuhan
ramai tampil cuba berbudi
Tabik aku pada kemahuan
cuma ragu riuh sendiri


Tak mungkin ada yang mampu bisu
Tak pernah mahu diam sebegitu
Semua ingin berkata-kata
Galak mereka tahu-menahu


Lepas sajalah genggaman-nya
Tiada guna mencari erti
Biar mata sahaja yang melihat
Dan hati jangan sekali mencaci


Kita serupa barangkali
Juga sama segala peri
Maka marilah berganding suara
Menyanyi biar selagu sahaja


Saban hari kian berpesan
Tinggal jadinya dari tangan
Hasilnya nanti kapan?
Jangan matinya pula menahan.

Sunday, November 6, 2011

New Age

This new layout triggers me to write, even though i have nothing on my mind to spill out. Tomorrow is Aidiladha. Wow! Time really skates like Tony Hawk. Salam Aidiladha to Muslims worldwide. I'm happy to be home, in Ipoh. KL makes me sick, literally SICK; headache, cramps, asthma, etc. But there's one problem with me; I tend to spend my time home giving all the attention to this screen. I thought I was listening to the rain when it's actually the air-cond making buzzy noise. I'm planning to jot down something nice tonight; good, memorable words. Let's see if my plan works. But I need to run down and get some lemang first ;p. Please excuse my improper route of writing.



"Kewarasan ini penat dipaksa timbul, menghalang ruang bagi pelali. Sampai bila mampu begini? Tak sanggup-ku abadi kerana terdera sudah segala emosi."

Friday, October 28, 2011

Not again

Awan berat menampung hujan
Menanti tibanya detik tertitis
Sungguh jiwa tak mampu menahan
Ragu dan racun yang menghiris

Boleh saja membawa diri
Menutup mata, minda dan hati
Gagal-ku untuk mengawal peri
Malah bual terus menyanyi

Setia sungguh pada benar-ku
Menepis jauh jawab yang salah
Bertentang mata aku kaku
Hati ternyata mengalah

Maka pesan-ku terus
Berhati-hati jalan-mu
Kiranya ada terlintas lagi
Pasti sapa itu janji-ku.








Iva Munira.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Bitchcraft

If only I can wash away my sins every time I close my eyes.
If only I can turn back time so that I can turn my back on them.
I bite my own neck and suck my own blood,
for I do not share, nor do I care.

Life is something I call life. Let's not complicate the matter so much.
This is life we're talking about, not death.
Let life be complicated as it is now, for we do not know when we'll lose it.

Memapah erti carut dan karut di bibir yang songsang,
mengundang payah pada pembawakan diri.
Maka, teruskan mengusir yang sementara,
kerana yang kekal itu mati.

Mungkin bibir bijak berbicara
hanya kerana tandusnya nasib
Namun di kala malang itu hilang
butir peribadi terbang jauh melayang.



I am temporary.

Friday, July 8, 2011

Shaaban

If only I can get away with murder?
If only I can turn back time?
If only I can be more appreciative?
If only lust is meant for one person and that person only?
If only I didn't do it?


The IFS are not doable, everything has been done.

Say your prayers. Time is brake-free.




Iva Munira.