40 days

Bismillah..

It's been 35 days since we heard the news that he had been sick

It had been 24 days that someone else were called to Him.

Today is his turn.

We were sure 35 days ago...there's signs that he even acknowledges. 24 days ago was not.

Life is... transient.

The world is a... facade.

If you are still sleeping.

Am I?

I had been...that's the truth.

But before Ramadhan opens, He reminds me again

O lost soul and tired limbs

Strained voices and broken dreams

You did live by the day love

But for what

For the world or for your own fate

What do you worry for?

Tears? Longing?

Or regrets?

Or a past you can't undo?

For a present not worth called True?

You have regressed for what's infront of you

Letting exhaustion consumes you

Their soul knows now where they are and still waits

The waiting that seems final

What of your soul, Han?

The one you buried deep just to escape the pain and shame?

Live for no one but for yourself

Reflect

...and come back

"O Allah swt, please forgive me. Forgive them. May we return to You in the best state. The one You favored. Not the ones astrayed. Aamiin~"

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