*Pokok semalu
Dibuai angin masihkan tenang
Daunnya kembang tiada terkesan
Jangan diusik, jangan dipegang
Di awal hari sudah ku pesan
Pulang ke kampung dari kota
Dulu termangu kini ceria wajahnya
Makin dihalang tinggilah nafsunya
Tidak diubati hitamlah hatinya
Diajak rakan usiklah segera
Mengusik kesemua daun yang malu
Enggan ku bilang tidak diendah
Matilah jiwa tertutuplah pintu
Words
are a mixture of letters
that made sounds when clumped together
creating spells both enchanting and poisonous
Words
are the melody I sang to You
so beautiful like a sprouting flower
blooming ever so healthily
only to realize the lack of fragrance
Words
that I poured out countless
hoping to be heard
are mere empty promises made
for actions, I don't partake
Loud coming out from the mouth
but silent for gestures unseen
