Tag: haiku

Written

Learning, Map It!, Poetic
Written on this soul, your footsteps making sweet songs sung by the green birds.

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a calligraphy about ‘Izzah (honour, dignity, respect) in Ulucami Grand Mosque, Bursa
standing firm with a blessed smile
a short visit is ok 😯
and then riding cable car to Uludag Mountain

CNY Is An Inch Away

Learning, Poetic

Another new year with another long weekend. Added holiday—

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most of us will take a leave to have a longer break esp combined with CNY holiday — i’ve gotta start packing 😍 Happy (another) New Year! dream come true!
seeing solanum in a flower arrangement is rare blessings
2023 is my year; major dreams come true! 💝

Charlie Chaplin to Us

Learning, Poetic
Laughter is the breeze caressing the hair waving to the morning sun.

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A posting landed on my Instagram’s Home, it was Charlie Chaplin’s small details that are meaningful to me who love to laugh but often fail to make jokes. Most of my jokes are garing (crispy-dry, not funny; Bahasa Indonesia slang). 😁

Salaam.

Sweet Day

Learning, Poetic

Any day can be sweet with some setting on the tongue. Avoid chilli.

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was craving for sugar at around 3pm in the office, about to have this…. no no no
this? no no no
decided! chocolate brioche — chocolate never fails me!

Pink Roses

Learning, Poetic
Pink roses in a vase welcome seven cold guests, turning them to smiles.

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an innocent staff put these roses in a vase to welcome us; she said the roses were grown in the dorm garden, which we found true; what a sweet gesture 💝 (Nagano, 2014) — we should have smiled more widely to her 😁 see you again this year

Free Will

Learning, Poetic
Free will? What is that? This breath is what you blow in to me to love you.

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Realising more and more that her life is free of free will; she needs causes and reasons to do anything she does even for her brain to think about what things to think of— there is a bond invisible and invincible.

She surrenders to the bond. 💝

Happy weekend.

Salaam.

two new buds not coming out of free will 🥰 there are reasons, there are causes

Corner

Learning, Poetic

In a bright corner she’s seen. The sun sends her light reflecting bright life.

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this is more than enough to put me in a good mood after a long trip; she delivers a stem of buds after moved to a corner where sun greets her directly — thank you!

Taste

Learning, love, Poetic
How many tastes can she experience in joy? 5 or 7?

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Realising that the best taste is not any of those 5 or 7; the best taste is only 1: to love. 😊

Days of love be like…

well done beef
sate kambing (lamb skewer)
ayam geprek (smashed chicken)
nasi rames (combined dish riced)
gado-gado (vegetables in peanut sauce)
lumpia sayur (vegetable spring rolls)
pisang goreng (fried banana)
the baked and cherry
the baked and blueberry
mango 💝 and pumpkin seeds

Friday

Learning, Poetic
Friday, this bright light blinks to the eyes not stopping staring at the heart.

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Masjid Istiqlal — after more than 10 years
shollu ‘alannabiy 💝
waiting for a friend who said “let’s meet up in Istiqlal Mosque, Thursday night welcoming Friday would be a good night to pray for beautiful 2023” 💝

Dancing Dolls

Learning, Poetic
Dolls dance following the rhythm of the carver’s breath. Standing ovation—

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dancing dolls, how attractive you are! i enjoy watching your unmoved movements then applaud as that’s what you are made for 🎎

Lazed

Learning, Poetic
Is it lazed or slowed? The day seems long without you around the pink sky.

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indomie is the best in lazy day 😍

doesn’t look amazing but tastes like soul! 🥰

Home Missed

Learning
There’s home that’s missed lingering around the heart. Let it in with joy.

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slightly boring, yes — back home is the happiest 💝 i miss the kitchen, the orchids, the bikes, the books, the canvas, the paper and all that I can do in that tiny space
oooh and time to bring my luggage to its repair center 😘

Old Friends

Learning, Map It!, Poetic

There is memory shared around a round table at a starry night.

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so blessed to meet friends — they said “Chinese food for dinner ok lah, Rijk, no pork lah no pork!” ok lah, everyone…. 😘 thank you! 🙏🏼

Two Towers

Learning, Map It!, Poetic, This Person

Towers will mostly collapse of weak foundation…. Or the strongest quake

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Petronas Twin Towers from taxi 👍🏽
solanum on the reception table 💝
no one can make me feel not good if I don’t allow myself to – it’s a commitment as strong as tower with solid foundation, not only a lip service. KL, see you soon 🔥

Ceremony

Learning, Poetic
There’s fire kindled, prayer sung, fragrance bellowed in ceremony.

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Life is humble as a simple smile at the same time sacred as a ceremony, enjoy it with bare heart (RC Gorman’s Ceremony)

Deep Sea

Learning, Poetic
White foam on turquoise sweeps back to dark blue deeper to where secrets are.

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dive more deeply to this deep sea and let yourself be greeted by the calmness and warmth of your own honesty and acceptance — there is something that doesn’t demand you to be anyone else but you 💗

Angels (sharing)

Learning, Poetic
The wings are flapping sprinkling blessings through the air. Breathe them. Be blissful.

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In Arabic angel is called malaaikatun or malaaikah or simply malaaikat (الْمَلٰٓئِكَةِ) literally meaning “power that governs”. In Islamic tradition the “power that governs” are grouped based on what type of assigned power they govern that are many and one of them is “power to govern protection”.

I always believe I am fully protected through the existence of the angels surrounding me although I am not interested to discuss about their form; people say angels have wings, others say they are made from light, some say malaaikah are systemic laws to run the universe, and so on and so forth. It doesn’t matter to me. That they exist and follow the assigned “power to govern” is enough for me.

Only when we listen, we will hear. We will hear the songs of the angels, the songs of universe, the songs of the heart, the songs of the soul. I prefer my angels to sing jazzy songs in this end of long weekend. 😁

Listening to heart…. 💗

Salaam.

‘ve met feathers almost everywhere walking recently; i took it as a sign that protection is everywhere and decided to always wear this silver pendant this year as an appreciation of the protection — thank you for the protection

Heaven & Earth

Learning
Does heaven and earth exist other than in a lover’s smile? Yes. Dream.

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although not there, I still seek heaven and earth in you through my dream 🥰 happy new year to the other time zones until every spot on earth is covered by Jan 1, 2023

3 1st on Jan 1st

Learning, Poetic
There is always first.
A tree greeting breeze and sky
Comes from minute seed.

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1st breakfast to make
1st movie to (re)watch in 2023 – an energizing movie! always love Sandra Bullock
1st chore while 1st movie rewatch after 1st breakfast completed — more 1st things on Jan 1st of 1st long weekend in 2023 — i’m gonna love 2023 much 💗

Counting Blessings

Learning
There’s always blessing counted through breathing. Close eyes, the air prays for you.

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this is enough for the whole day! no rice today 😊
1st plate for breakfast 💝 urap Jawa in cassava leaves, long bean, kecipir (square bean), carrot and sprout + raw long bean and damn kencur (fragrant ginger leaves)
that raw leaves are leaves of kencur (fragrant ginger), fragrant and refreshing 😊 the yellow leaf was not wasted😀
tempe and tofu, side dish that rocks! 😇

Days Hum with A Smile

Learning, Poetic
Days hum with a smile,
Swiping hours of hunger
Leaving only joy.

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opening the freezer, i found a bag of oxtail; bought 1kg even before the trip — ok, the best choice was making oxtail soup! 😎
1st serving – i love delicious oxtail soup! 💕
2nd one, there were 3 more — thanks god i don’t have cholesterol issue so it was a 2-day oxtail soup every meal with smiles and hums 😀

Romance

Learning
Romance is a dimmed space under a dome bedazzled with glowing stars.

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dear glowing stars, let’s celebrate this light warm heart…. dear clean sky, keep being a space for this light warm heart…. dear centred earth, hug this light warm heart in a serene mood forever

The Right Pink

Learning, Poetic, This Person

The rose apple is pink enough to be harvested. It’s the right time.

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waiting for the flight home, once again looked at the pink Lucy and once again blessed this key ring “will definitely be suddenly Lucy Van Pelt to the snobbish and to the arrogant” 😇

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