NICE POEM UNTUK ANA DAN AHA

Assalamualikum

Anna dan Aha suka mencabar diri dan kebolehan dengan menyertai pertandingan di sekolah sejak dari sekolah rendah lagi. Mentor nya adalah abang Luqman yang memang aktif dan selalu masuk berbagai pertandingan  di sekolahnya. Kedua-dua kakaknya juga hebat dan selalu memberi dorongan dan idea.

Baru-baru ni, kedua-duanya nak masuk pertandingan POEM. Sepanjang hari mencari idea untuk menghasilkan POEM yang bersesuaian . Kesian pulak tengok mereka lalu saya pun meminta bantuan kedua-dua kakaknya menghasilkan poem setelah tajuknya saya pilih.

 Hidayah - The 9 month Mystery dan Nina - Twin. 

Saya pilih dua tajuk yang berbeza sebabnya saya tahu karakter kedua-dua mereka yang berbeza. Hidayah akan hasilkan POEM yang menyentuh hati dan Nina akan hasilkan POEM yang humour.

Alhamdulilah...mereka dapat menghasilkan POEM yang sangat menyentuh hari dan kreatif, lebih dari yang saya jangka kan. Terima Kasih Allah memberikan saya  anak-anak yang sangat berbakat dan baik. Semoga kejayaan dan kebahagian milik mereka di dunia dan akhirat.

THE 9 MONTHS MYSTERY

When two become one is a miracle and then it becomes two again?

Wao! That’s impossible

But impossible had become possible,

That’s the sign of existence of Allah, the Incomparable,

What is this? Such happy news but sickness comes along with it

Weakness over weakness each day.

For 9 months or maybe a delay

Nausea, vomiting, back pain and shortness of breath

But she’s still keeping the faith that she have

Tears in her eyes but she is still smiling

when for the first time she heard my heart beating

Really? Its yours?

Maybe.

Couldn’t walk long distance, her foot will ache,

Cannot sit for long hours either, her back will ache,

Tossed and turn she goes, but she still couldn’t sleep,

But she put her hand on me, hoping I wouldn’t weep,

She stays strong because she knew, it will worth it,

Everywhere she goes, whatever she does, whenever it was,

she still has to go through it,

But it’s amazing, when I enjoy the beat of her heart, so close

when she drink, my thirst quenched

And when she eat, I am full,

I say ; Love is all I need to live

but someone else says; Dude, oxygen is more important

Yeah, and her BREATH is once MINE..

people ask him he said two

Everybody laugh but they didn’t knew

What he said was all along true

First trimester has gone through,

The morning sickness had ceased too,

But now her tummy is getting bigger,

And not to forget even more heavier,

A little massage behind her back,

Will come handy for her stomachache,

Holding her hands tight, almost all the time,

Giving her all the supports, as much he can,

Never want to leave her, even just for a second,

So he prayed to Allah, as he is just a human,

To take care of her, in his absence.

Another day, another month,

The time passing by, its almost time

To part is a sweet pain

9 months finally come to an end

Now come a horrendous pain

She screams, she shouts, she takes a deep breath and fight

Fear is not her choice, she has might

She put herself behind as she deliver

Those mysterious gifts which God had gave her

2 little princesses comes out healthy and strong

Just like the mother they are both belong

Now what’s mystery is a reality

For now she had seen, what she’d never see

She feels the love at the first sight

Fear not little fellas, she will continue to fight!

And who is she?

We call her Ummi

She calls us my baby

By: Hidayah Hadi

9 Feb 2015

Twins

For Ana and Aha

It has been a norm when people ask us

What it’s like to be twins?

We actually don’t have any decent answer for that

It feels so… Normal

It’s like asking what it is like to live in a house.

Anyway, here we go.

You are a part of me

I am a part of you.

I always want what she has

Because a cookie just tastes better when it’s someone else’s

There are some days we love each other like no one could understand

And some days we just want to kill one another, no more second chance.

I wish we don’t have to always match everything.

And I always wish people can differentiate us

We can’t blame them anyway

Because sometimes when I look at the our baby photos

I am also not sure if that was you or me in pajamas

The role is always changing,

Of who is smarter?

And who is nicer?

When it came to pretty much anything,

We were extremely competitive

Because the biggest fear we have is having people to compare us, two

At some point we just knew that we can’t compete

Being better than you would make me happy

But seeing you’re sad make me sad too

Sometimes I wish I have no twin sister

Sometimes I am just glad to have her

Whenever you are not around I try not to miss you,

But in the end I know I still do

Yeah we know it’s complicated

But you know what, it’s a twin thing

By: Amanina Hadi

9 Feb 2015