A'isha Who
Another nicely written poem by Asha, to reflect how much she loves her husband. And it is thaaaaaaaaaaaaaat much. Hehe. However, I am very sorry because the poem was written in Bahasa (Malaysian Malay), and I can’t translate it to English. My bad.
a’ishah berkata
aku sangat bersuka hati
aku bermain semula kinimaksud aku ialah bersukan
bukan main yang bukan-bukanpagi pagi aku berlari
di mph latihan sal kakiatas rindu tidak tertahan
join suami rugby sentuhanrugby sentuhan hanya sentuhan
tapi suamiku tak tertahan-tahanrugby sentuhan, sentuh je lah
pergi peluk apekejadah,
poodahh!tapi aku sebenarnya suka sahaja
niatku memang nak tatap si diakerana kami sekarang LTA
itulah padah terlalu PDAwalau apa yang akan terjadi
suamiku akan sentiasa di hati,
itu janjip/s: bahasa kurang baik, maaf
LTA = Living Together Apart
PDA = Public Display of Affection
mph = multi-purpose hall
Asha, March 12, 2009. [via aishahwho]
14 Comments
apsal ko rajin sangat update blog ari ni ? tak larat aku nak mengomen dah nii
betul tu.. sekali bukak.. amik ko.. berentri2.. sblm ni sempat lah jugak nak berhabuk..
tuh la pasal .. i cant keep up with u bro
HAHAHHAAH…… bgs… cmni la bgs… update laju2 lagi…
mcm dlu2… kan rajin.. HEHHEHEHEH……
fuh. poetic! feeling btol puisi beliau.
uhuh. bersemangat betul ye hari ni =D
Hehe. Beliau sangat pakar dalam puisi-puisi ni. Maen ragbi pun boleh jadi puisi. Untung suami dia. Haha.
haha….ye la,,,
rasa mcm pelik la AF slalu update blog..
Hehe. Ini namanya semangat baru. Tgh tukar niche, from personal post, kepada geek post. And personal post hanyalah selingan. Ade lagi 3 post dalam draft. Haha.
ada apa dengan cinta
dulu keji kini kau pinta
kau minta
bukan harta tapi cinta
membuat kau buta
dalam tercelik saja teraba
kenapa mengapa
jawapan hanya pada mu saja
heheh au pun jadi cam dia wehhhh..:)
haa.. apa lagi. buat la sampai habis kat blog kamu.
hehehehe aku confuse sebab entry neh tak dok kat depan blog ko….
Owh? Sorry. Semua under category ‘BLOG’ akan di letakkan dalam satu page ‘Blog’ itu sendiri.
Maaf ya.
an attempt at translating;
I am indeed filled with glee,
Games rediscovered me.
What I mean is sports,
Not games of ‘those’ sorts.
Because of the one I missed dearly,
I joined him in touch rugby.
In touch rugby you only touch,
But my husband can’t contain himself that much.
Touch rugby requires touching,
In my husband’s hand, it became hugging.
To tell you the truth that’s actually okay with me.
When all I wanted was to look at him- the one I missed dearly.
The fact remains, we are LTA,
That explains the excessive PDA.
Whatever happens, come what may,
Straight to my heart he’ll make his way,
To break this promise – I say nay.
Thanks for the translations!