angel

in the arms of an angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here

cinta Al-Qur'an

Awalny beliau brtnya: “siapa yg mncintai Al-Qur’an? Semua pserta yg kira2 250 org pun mngacungkan jari. Prtnyaan ke2.

 “Jk benar2 mncintai Al-Qur’an, sp yg rutin tilawah 3 juz sehari”?  Tx ada yg mnunjuk, trmsuk panitia. “2,5 juz” ? _tx ada_, 2 juz?? _jg tx ada.

Baiklah kl 1,5 Juz?? Cm ada 2 org akhwat yg mngacungkn jari, 1 brcadar , 1 lg tinggi brkacamata, mk k2 akhwat itu dipanggil ke panggung seminar utk mnerima amanah Al-Qur’an yg lgsung diberikan oleh Oki Setiana Dewi.

#aq cm bristgfar brkali2 krn trnyata bru cinta Al-Qur’an dilidah sj, blm bs rutin sprti ke2 akhwat itu L

mol

jilbabnya partai

Aq kaget. Awalnya diskusi ringan,tp knp jd mmanas bgni, mrsa hny mmbuang wktu, akhwat yg q kenal lemah lembut&pnyayang ini brkata tegas cerdas:

“brhenti mndiscreditkn sy! Kerudung sy ini kerudung yg disyariatkn. Bukan kerudung partai! Dan ttg jilbab, silahkan anda buka QS Al Ahzab: 59”

Ayo ukh Qt prgi, prcuma bcra pd org yg mmg tdx mw mngerti dan tx ada niat baik sm sekali!

Aq trgopoh2 mngikuti langkah2 pnjang akhwat itu, msh sempat q ucapkan salam pd bpk2 lawan diskusiny td. Tp bpk itu diam sj. Wajahnya pias.

#_interval

angel

Spend all your time waiting
for that second chance
for a break that would make it okay
there's always one reason
to feel not good enough
and it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
oh beautiful release
memory seeps from my veins
let me be empty
and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight

in the arms of an angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here

so tired of the straight line
and everywhere you turn
there's vultures and thieves at your back
the storm keeps on twisting
you keep on building the lie
that you make up for all that you lack
it don't make no difference
escaping one last time
it's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees