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Hati ini...

Hati ini pernah derita
ketandusan kasih sayang
meronta sayu menagih simpati
mencari ruang dalam hati siapa saja

Hati ini pernah terluka
terguris mencari erti hidup
pada ketulusan seorang sahabat
sama-sama menari di pentas dunia
namun aku tersungkur sendirian
dibiar merangkak dan menapak
dan dirinya melangkah maju tanpa menoleh
pada aku yang keseorangan

Hati ini sering saja dipermain
bertatih dalam arus
tercari-cari kebenaran sebalik gelapnya dunia
mencari mana silapnya takdir
kerana aku masih di sini
tanpa siapa-siapa di sisi
sedangkan mereka tertawa dan tersenyum

Tidak lagi aku begitu
sering mencari salah pada dunia
aku kini dicintai dan mencintai
pada Dia yang kusanjung
terima kasih kerana menerimaku saat aku hitam bersalut noda
saat aku tempang dimamah derita
tika aku buta dek dosa sendiri

aku kini gembira meniti hariku
tidak lagi sendirian
hatiku penuh rasa cinta
cinta yang tak pernah kurasa
yang tak bisa siapa pun ganti
kerana Dialah cinta sejatiku
cinta hakikiku

Duhai hati,
teguhlah berpaut pada cinta ini
agar sentiasa terpalit senyum di wajahku ini
agar rasa ini mekar selamanya
untukku dan untukMu jua
dan untuk hati-hati yang selama ini
mencuba warnakan duniaku
terima kasih untuk cinta ini...

~qalbus saadah~

::tinta khas buat keluarga tercinta, dua insan yang paling kusayangi, dan teman-teman yang selama ini mewarnai hidupku dan merawat dukaku::
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