Laman Puisi Kiambang

Daku dengan ini mengumumkan pembukaan blog baru cik kiambang..
Sejak kecil, berpuisi tidak pernah berhenti menjadi hobi, sekalipun bakatnya biasa-biasa, tidak pula mahir dari segi bahasa... namun pada penghasilan setiap karya, ada suatu kepuasan yang ku rasa.. Aku kira, aku sering bicara sendiri, mengungkap sesuatu yang tak pasti, kadang menjeruk luka dan resah di hati.. dan semua itu menjadi penyakit diri andai tidak ku terjemahkan ke dalam bentuk puisi.. Mungkin ada yang merasakan aku sungguh mensia-siakan masa.. menulis tidak seberapa.. namun aku kira... jika kamu tidak suka, itu tidak mengapa.. berpuisi..juga caraku bercerita... Pada seawal kewujudan Anak Deka ini.. memang berhasrat untuk dijadikan ruang ku abadikan puisi dan karya.. tetapi berubahnya menjadi ruang untuk segala benda... maka tiba masanya aku rasa.. aku ingin mengasingkan puisi-puisiku di laman yang lebih sempurna... Aku bukan penggiat bahasa.. tidak pandai mengatur cara... cuma sekadar bersuka dengan kata.. jemputlah ke laman puisi kiambang dan bacalah mana yang suka... aku hanya sekadar berkongsi...

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Transition

Sometimes I wonder if I would still blog after I go back for good since it always turns out that I don’t really blog whenever I return to Malaysia. I’m back in Melbourne again. Despite everything I said about this place. I'm always thankful that I’m studying here. 8 hours is long enough, can’t imagine going further. Let alone going back during a short winter break like I just did. Haha… However, regardless how good Melbourne is, coming back here is never easy. It is not the place, it’s the transition. Travelling is tiring. Yes, like yesterday, I had to take two flights, one from Penang to KL, then KL to Melb, it is a lot more tiring for someone like me who could barely sleep in a plane. That’s why I enjoy traveling during the day and taking a window seat. I enjoy day dreaming while staring at those fluffy white clouds. Haha.. Weather change changes everything. I had never went back during winter before. So that was my first time experiencing an abrupt change from a...

Home

This is a draft from 2 years ago, and I should have posted it right then. I have written so much here. For years that have passed, I sent my words into space, and hope for nothing. I wrote, because words swelled in my head, and my tongue tied tight, failed to communicate to people around me, and my heart often searched for people out of my reach, my tear ducts are small, it often burst at the shoulder of a bed instead of finding a soul to rest my head, so this place is the reservoir of my feelings, a dumping place of my useless thoughts, occasionally a good ones, and and arcade of the moments, things and people I wish to remember. But today I need to tell the world that life has turned out so differently for me. All the melancholic and bitterness I had narrated here seem so distant. My heart had finally found a home. Alhamdulillah.

Against all odds...

I haven't written about school in here for moons... So, I have a couple of things to share... To begin with, I'm currently doing a design studio called Woven... The studio is basically about making beautiful building.. well, it does sound very general.. Every studio sort of has that intention... Anyway, but the different is, what is behind the design.. I mean, the driving idea... because it could be, the site, programs, occupants etc..etc... but for this studio.. It focuses more on the structure... How does the structure influence the design in making it a good and beautiful building... It's about the relationship between the structure and ornaments.... does structure itself serve as the decorative element of the building.. or is it traditional and the decorations stay independent from the structure... It is a decision to be made... Initially, I was really excited about the idea of making the structure ornamented and beautiful.. so instead of serving as structure, it could...

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