Pengenalan

"The Yaslehs

Since 1968, when his first poem Sebuah Sumpah Derhaka was published in Majalah Mastika, our dad, yassinsalleh, has written voraciously, but at the same time is so disorganized that we could hardly keep track of what he has written. It is even worse now that he writes his poems in his phone and sms it to us his children. Believe you me, he spent a lot of money on smsing long poem to us that is sometimes lost to accidental deleting. So we, his three children - Yasleh Rita Ayu, Yasleh Hani Wati, and Yasleh Khaliff Amri - decided that enough is enough, we need to keep some kind of record of his poetry, thus the creation of this blog. This will be a cache to collect all his old poems and a safe to keep all his future ones. In the film world, mentioning my dad's name will immediately brings to mind his 10 awards winning film Dia Ibuku in which he personally won 2 - Best Director and Best Screenplay- but in the literary world the poem ikan-ikan di kaca is synonymous to him, hence the name of this blog.

ikan-ikan di kaca
(buat adik-adikku tom dan ani)

pun mentari sudah tiada api
dan bulan yang merdu
sudah sejuk nyanyinya
di hujung jari jemari embun
kita masih belum terlalu lewat
untuk menerima satu hakikat

ia,
kita anak-anak satu keturunan
yang menganuti escapisme
selama ini
hanyalah
ikan-ikan di kaca
ia
ikan-ikan di kaca.

ikan-ikan di kaca indah alamnya
ikan-ikan di kaca gemulai renangnya
ikan-ikan di kaca manja hidupnya
ikan-ikan di kaca terpenjara sebenarnya.

tidak lama lagi
embun
akan kering
dan mentari
berapi kembali
kuharap
kalian sudah mengerti
bahawa kita
selama ini
hanyalah
ikan-ikan di kaca
esok
masihkah kita
ikan-ikan di kaca?

yassinsalleh
Kuala Lumpur akhir 1969
Dewan Masyarakat, April 1970 "

(dari blog ikanikandikaca)

Dan inisiatif anak-anakku tersayang ini, aku abadikan disini.

Terima kasih Abang, terima kasih Along, terima kasih Adik.

What a wonderful world. - yassinsalleh


Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Gemersik Muzik simfoniSEPI



Mummy sayang,
hari demi hari,
kian bertambah lama Mummy pergi
kian itulah pula bertambah pedihnya sayu.

Bergetar di talian biola pilu,
berdebar di dada rebana paluan rindu.

Setiap malam
pada sampai bulan lelah,
setiap fajar
yang menangguhkan tiba
dalam genta muzik luka
aku berlagu tanpa nyanyi
kerana suaraku hilang 
entah ke mana sembunyi.

Tapi aku tahu
di kaki tirai pentas Mummy ada di situ
mendengarkan nyanyi qalbuku nestapa
dalam gemersik muzik simfoniSEPI.

yassinsalleh
1006hrs. Ogos 30. 2011
Pusara Mummy.
Tanah Perkuburan Pengkalan Balai,
Chenor, Maran, Pahang.








Rapsodi Simfoni Nestapa Ini




Memujuk belas hati nan hiba
akankah awan merenjis gerimis
meniti pelangi ke hujung mimpi
di kaki matari yang rebah pagi.

angin bertiup lalu
kusut rambut menutup wajah
terubatkah rindu terleraikah pilu
dalam pedih menanti
salam tak tiba khabar tak sampai
serindit pula terbang hilang entah ke mana.
aduhai!

palingkanlah wajahmu ke arahku
hentikanlah tangisanmu
peganglah erat tanganku

mari kita terapung menari ke awan tinggi
kita cari fatamorgana
kita tinggalkan
rapsodi simfoni nestapa ini.

yassinsalleh
0945 hrs. Ogos 30. 2011
Pusara Mummy.
Tanah Perkuburan Pengkalan Balai,
Chenor, Maran Pahang












Thursday, August 18, 2011

Happy Birthday Abang Yasleh Khaliff Amri



Happy birthday, Boy! I can’t believe you are sixteen already. It feels like yesterday that I was holding you in my arms at 3 a.m. begging you to sleep. I think that started the ritual of singing to you as loud as I can until I go hoarse or you got back to sleep. It was funny that neither you crying nor my singing would wake up Mummy, Daddy, or Adik. They would continue to sleep knowing I’d take care of you. Well I did and loved every second of it, even though those 3 a.m. walkabout would made me sleepy in class the next day. Those were crazy times, after so long of asking and praying for another sibling, a baby I could play with, well I know you are not a doll, but I was barely sixteen when I started asking, so to me babies were like live dolls to be played with. I guessed that is why God waited until I was 19 to answer my prayer. Mummy had quite a relapse that year, so I took over right from the start, with Adik as my back up when I had to go to class, she was in form four, her honeymoon year, so we figured a few miss days wouldn’t matter much, to the consternation of her teachers of course.


So there I was taking the first bus out to KL , so I could take the earliest bus to UPM Serdang, meaning I had to wake up at 5 a.m. and then as soon as my classes are over rushing back home to you. I basically had no idea how to deal with a baby then, I learned firsthand from you and whatever little dad knows, and a few lucid moments from Mum. I made a lot of mistakes, I knew that now, but I guess I didn’t screw up too bad, you turned out to be quite a good young man, maybe more you than me, but I am really proud of you.

You have a long way yet to go, and I know you despair sometimes what the future might bring for you, but I believe in you and I know you will find your way somehow. I know you are sad to be celebrating this birthday without Mum, I am sad too, I wish you had more years with her, but the wheel turns when it wants to turn and we have no say in that. Please know that I know Mum loved you very much and she would be very proud of you. Happy 16 birthday, Abang, the family and I love you very much, no matter what.

Posted by rya at 8/18/2011 08:42:00 PM
Source : http://yra76.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-birthday-abang-yasleh-khaliff.html


Happy Birthday Abang.



I
Happy Birthday Abang.
Hari ini ulang tahun hari kelahiran Abang ke enam belas.
Dah besar anak bujang susu lemok manih Mummy tu.
Malam tadi kali pertama
abang tiup lilin birthday cake tanpa Mummy.
Alahai.

Suka sangatlah Mummy kalau dapat tenguk
Abang pakai baju merah hadiah hari jadinya
Amboihai.

Abang kata pada Adik,
“Abang tak dapat lama dengan Mummy
Macam Along dengan Adik.”
Aduhai.

yassinsalleh
0017 hrs. Ogos 19. 11
La Cassa Pacifica D’ Yasleh


II
Sajak Terakhir Yang Along Bacakan Pada Mummy.

Mummy sayang,
Malam tadi Abang tanya,
“Kenapa Mummy tak bangun tidor?
Abang nak Mummy pulang rumah.”

Tadi masa makan, Abang kata,
“Abang nak makan Mummy masak.
Abang nak Mummy ada sampai Abang besar.
Bila Mummy nak balik rumah, Daddy?”

Aduhai.

Mummy sayang, bangunlah,
Daddy tak dapat menahan
airmata gugur dengar Abang,
Susu Lemok Manih Mummy
cakap macam tu.

Mummy bangunlah.
Lama benar dah Mummy tidor tu.

yassinsalleh
1050 hrs Nov 4. 2010
Katil 17, Wad 7B,
Hospital Serdang



III
Abang Nak Blow Mummy Good Night Kiss.

Mummy dah takde
Rumah ini kosong sangat rasanya.

Suara Mummy dah takde.
Setiap kamar segenap ruang terasa sunyi sangat.

Masakan Mummy dah takde
meja ini hidangannya semua dah tak sedap.

Mummy dah takde,
anak-anak hilang suara,
Daddy hilang metafora,
TV hilang gambar,
Lagu hilang irama.

Malam tadi Abang tanya,
“Mummy nampak Abang tak sekarang ni, Daddy?
Abang nak blow Mummy good night kiss.”

yassinsalleh
2358 hrs. Nov 9. 10
Sanggar  Simfoni Nestapa,
Kuala Lumpur


IV
"Abang Nak Rendang Mummy Masak"

Mummy sayang,
Raya qorban ini Mummy takde.
Makanya,
takdelah rendang,
takdelah nasi himpit,
takdelah sambal kacang.

Takdelah kami beraya di rumah.
Abang tak tahan
mendengar takbir raya.
Adik tak sanggup masuk ke dapur
tempat di mana Mummy terduduk jatuh.
Along tak boleh melihat meja tempat Mummy menyiapkan adunan rempah masak rendang itu kosong.

Daddy tak cukup kuat
menahan sebak di dada
melihatkan anak-anak demikian.

Susu Lemok Manih Mummy kata,
“Abang nak rendang Mummy masak.”

yassinsalleh
1601 hrs. Nov 18. 10
Taman Impian Emas,
Skudai,  Johor Bharu.


V
“Abang Nak Mummy Tenguk Abang Kuat.”

Mummy sayang.
Esuk,
hari ke empat puluh Mummy pulang.
Dengan rindu yang amat
kami datang
menatang duka dalam pasrah.

Kita jumpa esuk
ya Mummy sayang
Abang kata
dia akan cuba tidak menangis,
“Abang nak Mummy tenguk abang kuat.”
Aduhai.

yassinsalleh
1215 hrs Dis 13. 10
perjalanan kl-chenor


Monday, August 8, 2011

Mengenangkan Piatuku


Menu semalam.
Jeruk maman,
patah-patahkan lada
peroikan sejuring belacan
gaulkan ikan bakar tawar
ubu rebus panas-panas
ulamnya petai belalang muda
makan di pangkin hujung halaman
minumannya air nira kabung
muziknya desir angin menggesel daun-daun
lagunya nyanyi unggas di rimbunan pohon.

Aduhai nikmatnyalah jadi penghuni alam
Jauh dari kota duka
Jauh dari tersendiri dalam seloka
orang-orang berebutan sarang.
Tapi hari ini
ada nasi  dan boleh minum kopi.
Aduhai.

Leganyalah sengsara diri
Masih ada kawan mengenangkan piatuku
Kalaupun mati bukannya kerana tak makan.
Terima kasih Wak.

yassinsalleh
1615 hrs. dis 22. 2010
ponson, manchis, bentong, Pahang.
Copyright (c) 2010 yassinsalleh
All Rights Reserved

Friday, August 5, 2011

Dua Citra


Dua Citra
Malam Lailatul Qadar

Tersandar di dinding
kekenyangan
dan
Terbaring di tepi longkang
kebuluran.

yassinsalleh
0059 hrs. ogos 13. 2010
rumah tak bernombor, di taman tak bernama

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Unaware



Surely time has pass enough
and taken the edges of pain away
but from time to time
I’d be caught unaware
and a thought
or a memory
flickered by
and it seems I’ve just lost you
and tears run down
and my heart ache
with the pain
I miss you Mum
all the time
I’ve learnt to deal with that
it is this stealthy pain
that’s hidden
that I don’t know what to do with.
Would it always be this way?
I wonder?

rya
3/8/11
12.46 p.m

Source: http://yra76.blogspot.com/

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Belas Syawal Yang Mandul




Ramadhan
amal ibadat sarat berkat
menuntut
amal jariah pemenuh hakikat.

yang melarat melata
merata-rata
tunggu sajalah LailatulQadar
itulah satu-satunya lagi yang masih mungkin.

tiada lagi yang berbaki menjariahimu
selepas membeli tiket temasya tamat bulan lapar
dan lunas tuntas
belian pesta makan-makan
sekujur malam seluruh siang sepanjangnya Ramadhan.

Ciritera hiba,
belas Syawal yang mandul.

yassinsalleh
1058 hrs sept 5. 2010
SanggarPCP anjung_Ponson,
Manchis, Bentong, Pahang.
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