Baronhawk's Nest

Many years go by,
many more than I.
Lonely times of sigh,
as merry laughter die.

And the breadcrumbs falls,
washed away by tears.
Days long gone,
never re-appear.

In memory dances,
what was once real.
The melody prances,
but the pain endures.

Walk I the shadows,
in the river of doubts.
Swimming against tides,
falling into dark.

FALLING INTO DARK

*Audio here

Tis' a belated wish
the anniversary of thy birth,
my sincere most gist
the profound at thine harbour berth.

To cull the notes of sound
and sing to thee music,
to return to thee by pound
the beauty of a world with thee in it.

Happy Birthday Sabah!

It's been a while. Keep healthy and stay safe. If the fates be ever so kind may it find time to engineer us another meeting.

Else may the 'Que Sera' of time fills our lives with gentle tidings. For as we look back, t'was fortunate to have brushed each other in passing.
...
Hazlan "Albatross" Zakaria

The person:
My late Dad... Haji Zakaria Hj. Man (Right in picture, yours truly left. During the family Umrah trip prior to his passing.)

The words:
"Terkenang daku, masa yang lalu
tika kau disisi... ku endah tak tahu
...kini tinggal sia-sia, sayang ku rasa
tak dapat ku kata... kau sudah tiada."

The trigger:
The song 'Biar' by the effervescent Fynn Jamal

Dive for dreams
or a slogan may topple you
(trees are their roots
and wind is wind)
trust your heart
if the seas catch fire
(and live by love
though the stars walk backward)
honour the past
but welcome the future
(and dance your death
away at the wedding)
never mind a world
with its villains or heroes
(for good likes girls
and tomorrow and the earth)
in spite of everything
which breathes and moves, since Doom
(with white longest hands
neating each crease)
will smooth entirely our minds
-before leaving my room
i turn, and (stooping
through the morning) kiss
this pillow, dear
where our heads lived and were.

* Diving for dreams... or at least trying to.