Treasure Island

Ahmad Shiddiqi

(March 7,1974 / Semarang, Central Java, Indonesia)

Remember


remember you
my heart will be
as calm as the dew

remember you
my soul will be
as bright as the sun

remember you
my love will be
as wide as the ocean

remember you
my mind will be
as sharp as hawk’s eyes

remember you
my feeling will be
as fresh as the waterfall

remember you
ever time everywhere
while I stand up

remember you
every moment every place
while I sit down

remember you
every chance every corner
while I climb high

remember you
every minute every road
while I bow low

remember you
every breath every way
while I run fast

remember you
before I go
to work

remember you
before I go
to trip

remember you
before I go
to walk

remember you
before I go
to sleep

remember you
before I go
to eat

do I ready to survive
in this uncertain world
without hesitation?
or without remember you?

do I ready to struggle
in this materialistic world
without obsession?
or without remember you?

do I ready to fight
in this individualistic world
without communication?
or without remember you?

do I ready to grow
in this wild world
without the option?
or without remember you?

do I ready to concern
in this polluted world
without purification?
or without remember you?

don’t I waste my mind
with trick around
collect trophy and its kind?
should I remember you?

don’t I waste my time
with play around
collect fame and dime?
should I remember you?

don’t I waste my feeling
with love around
collect hugs and kisses?
should I remember you?

don’t I waste my life
with joke around
collect laughs and smiles?
should I remember you?

don’t I waste my breath
with fly around
collect position and degree?
should I remember you?

you, who never betrays me
how many years lately
I’ve already forgot you?
can I remember you now?

you, who never leaves me
how many months lately
I’ve already rejected you?
can I remember you now?

you, who never hurts me
how many weeks lately
I’ve already abandoned you?
can I remember you now?

you, who never lets me down
how many days lately
I’ve already denied you?
can I remember you now?

you, who never forces me
how many hours lately
I’ve already deleted you
can I remember you now?

I say to my own soul
no more, world tricks me
with remember you
my day will be happy

I say to my own heart
no more, money betrays me
with remember you
my time will be victory

I say to my own feeling
no more, devil lies to me
with remember you
my moment will be joyful

I say to my own sense
no more, glamour traps me
with remember you
my chance will be powerful

I say to my own love
no more, luxury seduces me
with remember you
my future will be peaceful

in remembrance to you
no more sad
no more regret

in remembrance to you
no more surrender
no more nightmare

in remembrance to you
no more lonely
no more agony

in remembrance to you
no more frustration
no more possession

in remembrance to you
no more fear
no more empty

stones, mountains, rivers, deserts, valleys
with their unique ways
also remember you
don’t I remember you too?

trees, bees, birds, butterflies, sunflowers
with their unique ways
also remember you
don’t I remember you too?

dolphins, sharks, whales, corals, seagulls
with their unique ways
also remember you
don’t I remember you too?

tigers, wolves, elephants, snakes, spiders
with their unique ways
also remember you
don’t I remember you too?

zebras, buffalos, rhinos, crocodiles, komodos
with their unique ways
also remember you
don’t I remember you too?

all best praises
ascend gently
to you only
oh God

all best thanks
ascend suavely
to you only
oh God

all kindness
ascend tenderly
to you only
oh God

all sweetness
ascend peacefully
to you only
oh God

all best wishes
ascend faithfully
to you only
oh God

all universe
also remember you
all creatures
also remember you
may human remember you?

the sky, the star
also remember you
the sun, the moon
also remember you
may human remember you?

the best conversation
is remember you
the worthiest remembrance
is remember you
may human remember you?

zikrullah means
remember you
zikrullah means
remember God
zikrullah means
remember Allah

zikrulah, zikrullah, zikrullah
fill your soul with warmness
zikrullah, zikrullah, zikrullah
fill your heart with happiness
zikrullah, zikrullah, zikrullah
fill your sense with togetherness

Subhanallah wa bihamdihi
Subhanallah hil adhiim
Laa haula wa la quwatta
Ila bilahil aliyyil adhiim

La ilaha ila anta
Subhanaka inni
Kuntu minadh dhalimiin
Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar

Submitted: Monday, September 01, 2008
Edited: Monday, September 01, 2008

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  • Carol Rhodes (9/3/2008 8:07:00 PM)

    WORDS AREN'T ENOUGH TO EXPLAIN THE REACTION TO YOUR WORDS. YOU NEVER FAIL TO AMAZE. ORCHESTRATION IN THE BACKGROUND? I CAN FEEL THE ENERGY OF THE FULL ORCHESTRA...CAROL (Report) Reply

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