tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post8930365135721895312..comments2024-01-27T19:41:05.143+08:00Comments on Nuraina A Samad's 3540 Jalan Sudin: Just a PoemNURAINA A SAMADhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07671206532110686716noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-17065221424939444872007-08-02T12:29:00.000+08:002007-08-02T12:29:00.000+08:00the history boys,thank you for correcting me.. but...the history boys,<BR/><BR/>thank you for correcting me.. but if you had looked at my second response to Kimster, you'd see that i had already clarified, and said that he was a maronite christian. and yes...i am, and i'm very sure countless of his fans, are very aware of his background etc...<BR/><BR/>thank u.NURAINA A SAMADhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07671206532110686716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-61634458635611676062007-08-02T09:52:00.000+08:002007-08-02T09:52:00.000+08:00to nuraina a samad:gibran was a maronite christian...to nuraina a samad:<BR/><BR/>gibran was a maronite christian, not "those muslim philosophers from persian/lebanon."<BR/><BR/>he left for NY at age 12 though, after ottoman authories confiscated his family's properties.<BR/><BR/>yup haha.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-14203770734714552192007-07-22T23:26:00.000+08:002007-07-22T23:26:00.000+08:00OFF,I think LUST is the most relevant and most com...OFF,<BR/><BR/>I think LUST is the most relevant and most committed.NURAINA A SAMADhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07671206532110686716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-12879976845224504752007-07-22T23:05:00.000+08:002007-07-22T23:05:00.000+08:00My deeeeepeeessst apologies Kak Elviza.My deeeeepeeessst apologies Kak Elviza.Keanorlinsyahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06961717299738204530noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-50928012247758061412007-07-22T19:06:00.000+08:002007-07-22T19:06:00.000+08:00Nuraina Lust,Greed,Jealousy,Vengeance betray LOVENuraina <BR/><BR/>Lust,Greed,Jealousy,Vengeance betray LOVEAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-25510854989828379812007-07-22T16:10:00.000+08:002007-07-22T16:10:00.000+08:00when love becomes proud..you cannot say you're sor...when love becomes proud..<BR/>you cannot say you're sorry<BR/>you don't know how to<BR/>although it was you who was hurting me<BR/><BR/>when love becomes proud<BR/>you become selfish<BR/>thinking only of yourself<BR/><BR/>when love becomes proud<BR/>it is easy to be hurting me <BR/>so easy<BR/><BR/>when love becomes proud<BR/>you become arrogant<BR/><BR/>and you have lost perspective<BR/>of what love is all aboutAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-34944179460640957972007-07-22T16:02:00.000+08:002007-07-22T16:02:00.000+08:00nak tak nak:i agree with you,nak tak nak:<BR/><BR/>i agree with you,NURAINA A SAMADhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07671206532110686716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-31220933861349796312007-07-22T15:00:00.000+08:002007-07-22T15:00:00.000+08:00Extract from John Donne'sA Valediction Forbidden M...Extract from John Donne's<BR/>A Valediction Forbidden Mourning.<BR/>This poem maybe run of the mill for others but to me it is a powerful metaphysical manifestation of LOVE.<BR/><BR/><BR/>Our two souls therefore, which are one,<BR/>Though I must go, endure not yet<BR/>A breach, but an expansion,<BR/>Like gold to aery thinness beat.<BR/><BR/>If they be two, they are two so<BR/>As stiff twin compasses are two;<BR/>Thy soul, the fix'd foot, makes no show<BR/>To move, but doth, if th' other do.<BR/><BR/>And though it in the centre sit,<BR/>Yet, when the other far doth roam,<BR/>It leans, and hearkens after it,<BR/>And grows erect, as that comes home.<BR/><BR/>Such wilt thou be to me, who must,<BR/>Like th' other foot, obliquely run;<BR/>Thy firmness makes my circle just,<BR/>And makes me end where I begun.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06084016249299016323noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-46904469519528310502007-07-22T10:55:00.000+08:002007-07-22T10:55:00.000+08:00OFF,i so agree with you : Love - human or divine -...OFF,<BR/><BR/>i so agree with you : Love - human or divine -- is os very precious.<BR/><BR/>so, why do people betray love?NURAINA A SAMADhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07671206532110686716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-35911485439203362372007-07-22T06:49:00.000+08:002007-07-22T06:49:00.000+08:00One last shot at love OK Nuraina!" The minute I he...One last shot at love OK Nuraina!<BR/><BR/>" The minute I heard my first love story<BR/>I stated looking for you, not knowing<BR/>how blind that was.<BR/><BR/>Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.<BR/>They're in each other all along. "<BR/><BR/>RUMI<BR/><BR/>If it's human love we're looking for, it's indeed transient and fickle.<BR/>It's God's love and love for God that's enduring!<BR/><BR/>Be it human or Divine, love is so very precious isn't it Nuraina!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-56341148057572283842007-07-21T19:59:00.000+08:002007-07-21T19:59:00.000+08:00slade,yes...i have read "Broken Wings'. Sad, poign...slade,<BR/><BR/>yes...i have read "Broken Wings'. Sad, poignant, touching.<BR/>i am sure many of gibran's fans haver ead it too.<BR/>thanks for mentioning it.NURAINA A SAMADhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07671206532110686716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-41498136244866060822007-07-21T19:51:00.000+08:002007-07-21T19:51:00.000+08:00sesat,really? hard to believe that you don't have ...sesat,<BR/><BR/>really? hard to believe that you don't have "a single literary bone in my ample body".<BR/><BR/>oh sesat sesat --- pensive? me?<BR/>aah...you all read too much into what i have posted (this latest).<BR/><BR/>oooh....just one of those moments when many things hit you all at once. <BR/>one of those things.. yeah, one of those things.<BR/>wakes you up from a looong deep slumber.NURAINA A SAMADhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07671206532110686716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-91847063655477796702007-07-21T15:14:00.000+08:002007-07-21T15:14:00.000+08:00Aiyah... I don't have one single literary bone in ...Aiyah... I don't have one single literary bone in my ample body. Literarily complicated poems or writings simply go straight over my head. <BR/><BR/>My literary naivety notwithstanding, I do detect a hint of "pensiveness" in the air at 3540 Jalan Sudin. <BR/><BR/>At the risk of having my head bitten off, I have to echo the sentiments expressed by the "gang of 3".Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-91034638214743462352007-07-21T11:18:00.000+08:002007-07-21T11:18:00.000+08:00kimster,i'm sorry... just to clarify. i did not me...kimster,<BR/>i'm sorry... just to clarify. i did not mean that kahlil gibran was a Muslim. He was a maronite Christian but was very much inlfuenced by other religions including Islam and the mysticisms of the Muslim sufis.NURAINA A SAMADhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07671206532110686716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-53953211115150875612007-07-21T11:05:00.000+08:002007-07-21T11:05:00.000+08:00OFF,i love Rumi :here is a verse that my dad used ...OFF,<BR/><BR/>i love Rumi :<BR/><BR/>here is a verse that my dad used to just read and think about during his incarceration, and something i turn to when days are dark and i am feeling so down:<BR/><BR/>I sought a soul in the sea<BR/>and found a coral there<BR/>beneath the foam for me<BR/>an ocean was all laid bare<BR/><BR/>Into my heart's night<BR/>Along a narrow way<BR/>I groped and Lo! the light<BR/>an infinite land of dayNURAINA A SAMADhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07671206532110686716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-22987805108310839262007-07-21T10:48:00.000+08:002007-07-21T10:48:00.000+08:00On the point that was made about the love that is ...On the point that was made about the love that is not had being the love that is most haunting, this is remarkably expressed in another one of Kahlil Gibran's works, and one of his earliest, finest tales: "Broken Wings". Make sure you go for the version published by Alfred A. Knopf (as opposed to, say, Penguin Arkana, which overkills on the translation). I wonder if anyone here has read it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-19125449022360520952007-07-21T06:24:00.000+08:002007-07-21T06:24:00.000+08:00Nuraina I share with Rumi's poem - so simple yet s...Nuraina I share with Rumi's poem - so simple yet so poignant:<BR/><BR/>"In your light I learn how to love.<BR/><BR/>In your beauty how to make poems. <BR/><BR/>You dance inside my chest, where no one sees you,<BR/><BR/>But sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art. "<BR/><BR/>Rumi was talking about his love for God but this-wordly me was thinking of someone else! HaHa!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-74502165146416631492007-07-20T23:32:00.000+08:002007-07-20T23:32:00.000+08:00khairil anwar,hmmmm... why does my "Love" need tam...khairil anwar,<BR/>hmmmm... why does my "Love" need tampering, a balance?<BR/><BR/>for you, khairil anwar (oooh... ambil nama ni, kok?)<BR/><BR/>Song by John Donne<BR/><BR/>SWEETEST love, I do not go,<BR/>For weariness of thee,<BR/>Nor in hope the world can show<BR/>A fitter love for me ;<BR/>But since that I<BR/>At the last must part, 'tis best,<BR/>Thus to use myself in jest<BR/>By feigned deaths to die.<BR/><BR/>Yesternight the sun went hence,<BR/>And yet is here to-day ;<BR/>He hath no desire nor sense,<BR/>Nor half so short a way ;<BR/>Then fear not me,<BR/>But believe that I shall make<BR/>Speedier journeys, since I take<BR/>More wings and spurs than he.<BR/><BR/>O how feeble is man's power,<BR/>That if good fortune fall,<BR/>Cannot add another hour,<BR/>Nor a lost hour recall ;<BR/>But come bad chance,<BR/>And we join to it our strength,<BR/>And we teach it art and length,<BR/>Itself o'er us to advance.<BR/><BR/>When thou sigh'st, thou sigh'st not wind,<BR/>But sigh'st my soul away ;<BR/>When thou weep'st, unkindly kind,<BR/>My life's blood doth decay.<BR/>It cannot be<BR/>That thou lovest me as thou say'st,<BR/>If in thine my life thou waste,<BR/>That art the best of me.<BR/><BR/>Let not thy divining heart<BR/>Forethink me any ill ;<BR/>Destiny may take thy part,<BR/>And may thy fears fulfil.<BR/>But think that we<BR/>Are but turn'd aside to sleep.<BR/>They who one another keep<BR/>Alive, ne'er parted be.NURAINA A SAMADhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07671206532110686716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-29089848518849956962007-07-20T23:25:00.000+08:002007-07-20T23:25:00.000+08:00My apologies to John Donne's fans. Death be not pr...My apologies to John Donne's fans. Death be not proud was probably his best piece, and certainly my favourite. I butchered it not because my pen is mighty but because I thought Nuraina's "Love" needed a little tampering. Cos when love becomes proud ...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-87851340344565505992007-07-20T23:23:00.000+08:002007-07-20T23:23:00.000+08:00Death be not proud is probablyJohn Donne's (1572-1...Death be not proud is probablyJohn Donne's (1572-1631) greatest piece of work. <BR/><BR/>It is beautiful yet haunting. My apologies to Donne and his fans for butchering his poem. I did it cos I felt Nuraina's poem needs a balancing act. <BR/><BR/>When love becomes proud ...<BR/><BR/>Khairil AnwarAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-40212608779145377172007-07-20T23:06:00.000+08:002007-07-20T23:06:00.000+08:00elviza,haha... i did not notice that.AUNTY elviza,...elviza,<BR/><BR/>haha... i did not notice that.<BR/>AUNTY elviza, my word!<BR/>must tell Kea that just becos you sound old doesnt mean you are old.<BR/><BR/>Kea, my dear, you mustn't call a young lady like elviza Aunty.<BR/>Kak Elviza, ok, kot?NURAINA A SAMADhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07671206532110686716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-22793365881448637862007-07-20T22:58:00.000+08:002007-07-20T22:58:00.000+08:00Kak Ena & Kea, "Aunty Elviza?" (Gasping for air, I...Kak Ena & Kea, <BR/><BR/>"Aunty Elviza?" (Gasping for air, I am choking!) <BR/><BR/>Reality bites Kak Ena.... it surely does... isk isk iskAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-6309137073621671842007-07-20T21:57:00.000+08:002007-07-20T21:57:00.000+08:00khairil anwar : whew! er...profound. dayshat nya!k...khairil anwar : whew! er...profound. dayshat nya!<BR/><BR/>kea: now now kea.. don't go being suspicious. Aunty Ena has been busy working and running errands.<BR/>cleopatra tu macam kenal aunty ena saja... she's just being kepoh.<BR/>as for elviza, well.... dia kan lawyer yang jugak inquisitive..<BR/>Eeesh.... postkan satu poem yang amat inspiring pun ada sangkaan sesuatu....Adoi mak....<BR/><BR/>Hi&Lo: I am not talking as though i am an expert on love. far from it. i, as countless others including you, I gather, have been down that road. someone once told me that pleasure of love lasts but a moment, pain of love lasts a lifetime. I don't know about that.<BR/>i know love is not an easy ride. never easy. there is aching because, i believe, that comes with loving someone. as for forgiveness -- didnt someone say that to err is human, to forgive divine. but that's easier said than done, i know.<BR/>but do we not pardon as long as we love?<BR/>take care...NURAINA A SAMADhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07671206532110686716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-6922843452014385232007-07-20T21:34:00.000+08:002007-07-20T21:34:00.000+08:00Nur,Thanks. Very inspiring."Love crowns you and so...Nur,<BR/><BR/>Thanks. Very inspiring.<BR/><BR/>"Love crowns you and so shall crucify you."<BR/><BR/>If one has not been crucified, one has not loved enough. Is the journey worth it?<BR/><BR/>Forgiveness is not an elective option in the curriculum of life. It's the hardest test to pass. I am still groping my way through the mess.<BR/><BR/>Peace.Hi&Lohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13518147608789804432noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38530403.post-61793044726302595302007-07-20T21:01:00.000+08:002007-07-20T21:01:00.000+08:00Come to think of it, yeah aunty ena. U have been b...Come to think of it, yeah aunty ena. U have been busy this past week am i right? Ade big gaps between blog posts. TWB comments lambat update and i cant recall when was the last time i chat with u.<BR/><BR/>Aha!<BR/><BR/>Forgive me, dont mean to gang up on you with cleopatra and aunty elviza. Heh heh heh!Keanorlinsyahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06961717299738204530noreply@blogger.com