Friday, December 17, 2010

beaming iky style

They say my future was dark
Just look around im beaming
They used to talk when im not around
Just look ar me now im beaming

That’s what lupe said
Yeah ur right I aint dead
To all the people that forgot me go ahead drop dead
That’s just u, i aint going no where iky’s back go scream my name out loud

I was the man at the lowest floor (lower ground) but move aside im going straight to the penthouse
U clowns can stop posing ur new kicks and jackets that’s all uve got to spouse
I got brains and a mojo u guys could just pray for
I prayed and god answered so look at me now im shining

They say my future was dark
Just look at me now im beaming
They used to talk when im not around
Just look at me now im beaming

COP COP COP I aint finished
When im not around don’t stop talking
U know why? Im shining
U can keep on talking mumbling coz at the end of the day ull start singing my name
Good things or the opposite just don’t matter coz im me
Remember me im iky

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

gareth balle the cream of the crop in spurs defeat

London’s third representative went against the champions of Europe inter Milan at the san siro yesterday. Tottenham hotspur that are playing above expectation have every chance of going to the san siro and grabbing points out of the clash. Rafa Benitez have all the experience of beating any premier league team winning 55.43% out of his 350 games as Liverpool manager. Inter Milan are clear favorite with their fans behind their backs.
The game started with high hopes on Spurs but expectation when to ashes when scored only 70 seconds into the game with Javier zenetti’s curling shot. Samuel eto’o had good vision to provide the 37 year old legendary Italian. Joy became to sorrow when Jonathan Biabiany got the ball from a sweet ball played by sneijder before being taken down by Gomez inside the penalty area. It was a clear red card offence. Harry redknapp’s plan was smashed to smithereens when Gomez was red carded. He had to bring in the ex Chelsea goalkeeper carlo cudicini into the mix. The 37 year old Italian was going head to head against the camaroon skipper Samuel eto’o. eto’o have been performing after giving the chance to play in the david suazo role of the team. The camaroonian did nothing wrong from the spot kick.It juz got bad to worst for spurs. Just 11 minutes played and they have conceded 2 goals and will be playing with ten man for the remainder of the game. It could be said that tottenham’s start was the worst ever start by any team in the champions league. With luca modric out of the mix and van de vaart ineligible due to injury spurs have lack of creativity in the middle of the park. a hole in the midfield does not help harry redknapp’s team at all. 3 minutes after the eto’o spot kick inter added to their account another goal this time scored by dejan stankovic. The was nothing the veteran goalkeeper carlo cudicini could have done. No blame attached to the Italian. Its been awhile since cudicini last stepped on the field and he did not have the opportunity of warming up. For sure it was gonna be a long night for the EPL outfit. To round off inter’s five star performance the on form striker eto’o added another to his account with an incredible finish just past the substitute keeper. Aaron lennon almost gave England something to cheer about after he crossed the ball superbly but just away from tom huddlestone. Rafa benitez was all smiles when the first half ended. A day before the game Benitez explained Liverpool’s devastating start to the season. The Spaniard said that Liverpool changed everything from the managing perspective to the genitors of the club.
The game was 10 against 10 when stankovic limped off the pitch due to injury. Stankovic’s disappointment was clear when he threw his boots with anger. Confidence was clear when benitez brought on davide santon to replace stankovic. Santon who turned 19 earlier this year had a run out with his team 4 goals up. It was a totally different half this time. Gareth balle scored a mindblowing solo effort beating two players before placing the ball to the right corner of the goal. Assou-Ekotto should have done better after sneijder gifted him a great chance to double spur’s goals. Assou-ekotto might probably aimed for the full moon that was shining above the san siro. Peter crouch was taken out to bring in spur favorite Robbie keane. The game got interesting at closing minutes when gareth balle scored two goals in two minutes. that gave him a his first ever hat trick in his career. Maybe that was why jose mourinho was so interested to make him a galactico in the summer of this year. Bareth balle showed no signs of giving up. At 21 he gave England a glimpse of hope.
But nothing was going to stop inter Milan from taking all 3 points yesterday. They are the champions of Europe. The first half displayed showed why they are the champions. But the heart the spurs players showed was something to talk about. Especially the one gareth balle showed. It was a game that the young lads should watch.It could have been a totally different ball game if spurs did not concede the early goal and losing Gomez in the 14th minute.
Inter=fantastic performance.
Will davide souza get his place back from Samuel eto’o after he recover??
Tottenham hotspur=great try
Gareth balle is a galactico of the spurs supporters

Sunday, April 11, 2010

i am the best

Quote "i am the greatest" Muhammad Ali

I am Ikmal
I am someone
I know no fear
I feel no pain
I will not fall
I will succeed
I can’t be broken
I will not cry
I won’t be pushed around
I will walk
I will run
I got no competition
I rule my life
I am unbeatable
I am the only one
I am the best

Monday, March 22, 2010

youth of the nation

My flesh is in the class
My soul wonders about
I am in a man made structure made of wood and nails
The wind whistles
Malaysians fill the class
NO!! The future fills the class
Only the educator’s voice echoes across the hall
Hers and only hers
Full of knowledge but not able to express them to these delicate minds of youths
The question is “Is it the educator’s fault??”
Why cant we progress??
Are we not corporative enough??
Maybe the 50 years of independence is not enough
Can’t we stand on our own two feet??
Our minds are not fit to accept this much knowledge??

iky dari ampang
saya anak malaysia

Tuesday, March 16, 2010


Education is a gun. When you first pick it up, you may not be sure how to use it. You may not be aware of its true potential. You might not even know what the point of it is.

But gradually, you will learn. You will learn how to hold it and marvel its body, so mechanical yet so full of life. You will learn to load it, hearing the bullets of knowledge click past your ears. The noise will scare you at first, and doubt will assail your thoughts. Are you really good enough to wield it?

Eventually you learn to cock the gun. The readiness, the excitement that bubbles from the gun makes you smile. At last, you are in control. Your teacher then asks you to point at the target. A girl grins at you. You recoil; you can't shoot a child, surely. Then the child transforms. It becomes squereish, box-like; it becomes a TV. Propaganda blares out from suited leaders, deluding hundreds of poor, illiterate people clinging to hope rather than fact.
Your teacher steps in and shouts the word.

Still, you hesitate, your hand shaking. Your vision blurs as images flick past you, speaking Poverty, Suffering, Hate and Prejudice. You hear the screams, the anguish, and the cries of helplessness. It sickens you and makes you weep, but something ignites within you, something you realise you know all along: you want it stopped.

Your teacher nods, just once and only once.
There goes the hesitation. You pull the trigger. You can hear the bullet spinning in the man made marvel. The bullet flies as tough it moves in slow motion.
You shoot Ignorance in the head.

my fish

i was five years old when i first started dreaming of fish.

i made wishes on them, sometimes. and 'don't ever leave me,' i told them. 'please don't.'
i know it sounds insane but i could swear - and still do - that they promised me they'd never leave. that they'd carry my dreams into eternity and hold me. keep me from falling. drowning.

'be my gills when i can't swim anymore,' i told them. 'be my gills.'

and they were.

i was nine when my parents had problems.

that night, i didn't understand. that night, i cried until the sky was painted in crimson lights and it was morning and the sun found me on my bed, passed out and tear-stained. that night, the world stopped spinning for five whole seconds and i could swear the heavens were looking down on me and me alone. a spotlight was on me and all i could do was lay there and cry and wonder what i had done wrong.

but the fish were still painted on the insides of my mind and i wasn't alone i swore i wasn't alone.

'hold me,' i told them. 'hold me.'

and they did!!


i was fifteen when they left me.

or maybe it was that i left them. that i realized the world was not so simple. and imaginary friends do not exist and people will rip you into shreds. that the world will give you a million reasons to be bitter and cynical and only one to have hope. and if you can find that one, you are lucky.

you are beyond lucky because the world is coated in fog and you have your lighthouse while the rest of the world gets to be lost at sea.

but my fish were gone.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

kl kl lpak dlu iky on the way

kl kl kosanastra
KL kl di mana anda
kl kl iky pulang bawak armada
kl kl jauh sudah ku menjelajah kini ku jejak tanpa derita
kl kl panas terik mu bermain di mata jangan kau ubah owwhh rolakosta

kuala lumpur city of dreams
ill step on u with my worn out jeans
kuala lumpur where havoc screams
buzy bees dont u freeze

2,3 anjing berlari jangan di sangka tiada buaye
2,3 hari lagi iky balik bawak senjate
senjate putih ku bawak mengembare
rilek rilek korang tak menderite

kl kl jumps up and down
the king is back give back his crown
fellow friends ill turn back ur frown
bright lights light up the town
make way for the undisputed chamPION

makan kucing minum beruang
cheese naan bersama bawang
hafeez corner di bandar baru ampang
saing saing sediakan wang
kite blek congker table man city maen bak datang

hey ho lets go
teh tarik free flow
lepak lepak tengah hari tidow
malam berjage bajet hero

Thursday, February 4, 2010


Blood is pure
Blood is blood
Blood is pain
Blood is love
Blood is passion not commitment
Blood is in me it boils
And so is blood that is in you
Blood makes the world go round
Blood makes me think
Does it make you??
Blood unifies me
Blood is unexceptional
Blood is everywhere
Blood is precious
It is not a thing to waste
Blood makes you bleed
Blood makes you breathe
Blood is chaos
Blood is havoc
Blood courses riots
It is a gossip
Blood talks
Blood identifies
Blood is not just a thick liquid
Blood is stronger than mercury
Blood is in all of us

dear me

Dear me,

Me from that greyscale time, back when I was young and innocent and my biggest decision was which colour crayon to use - Enjoy your life. You're youthful and carefree, and no matter what you think your family loves you and you don't have to sit alone in cramped closets or hide under beds clutching yourself because you're scared they'll all leave you. Your outlook should be bright and childlike and you don't have to think about death or scars until years later. Don't think about people who are cruel, just continue playing freely and drawing and being alive.

Don't be afraid.

Dear me,

Me from that sepia-tone time, back when I was still so young but trying to act older, when my biggest worry was if mummy was coming home from hospital - Don't give up. You're still a child and not as worthless as you think, and no matter what there are people who are there for you. Stop drawing those poor little boys dressed in torn rags living on the streets and start using a bit of colour. Stop sitting at the top of stairs and hiding behind doors sobing silently. Your vision is still intact and you should view the world as beautiful and full of amazing things and wonderful people. Don't think about losing your loved ones, because they'll live longer than you realise, and they're happy and proud.

Don't be sad.

Dear me,

Me from that transparent time, back when I was entering my new school and attempting to look cool and play the part when really I just wanted to play 'Tag, You're It' and football in the playground and draw with chalk on the pavements, when my biggest worry was fitting in and being left behind - Don't bother. You're still a kid even though you're geting older, and you have plenty of years to make new friends and set new trends. I know you don't even like fashion or dressing up, so don't pretend for other people. Be yourself because it's better to be disliked for who you are than liked for who you aren't. You may need glasses now, but remember that's from spending hours on end playing video games with your precious younger cousin as well as the imaginary games. Don't think about your appearance or looks, because your personality is what makes you beautiful.

Don't fake it.

PS: I'm proud you chose real people over the fake ones in the end. They are fantastic friends.

Dear me,

Me from yester-year, which seems like only a day ago, back when I gave up on my hopes and dreams and annihilated my self-esteem and aspirations - Stop it. You're ruining yourself; you may not be popular or good lookin’ or exceedingly intelligent, but you're a good person even if you can be selfish or self-absorbed. You're still a teenager, and a young one at that, so stop thinking that your life is over and knock some sense into yourself. Realise that there is light at the end of the tunnel, and that friends will lift you off your feet when you forget how to fly. I know you aren't a hopeless case because you have people who care - good people. Even if you think you don't deserve them, they deserve you, so grant them that and live. Live and be jubilant with the ones who love you, because one day you won't. Don't let that day come faster, because life is short.

Don't stop living.


Me from the present, from now, when I realise I'm the biggest hypocrite alive. Should I even bother writing to this part of me? Present me is the biggest disappointment. Look at your life. No, you aren't happy. Stop faking it but don't seek attention for it either. Live with it and move on. Many people are unhappy and you have it great compared to others. I must refrain from making demotivating comments, and instead should add something inspiring, but I can't. Yes, you're wise beyond your years but that only makes you angry and masochistic. You're a disappointment, and just not worth this.

Don't bother......

Iky of Ampang

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

If you could have any superpower, what kind of superpower would you like to have?Why?

Mohammad Ikmal is a child and he will always be a child in heart. My imagination exceeds an ordinary child's imagination my friends tell me. When we talk about imagination its normal to believe in super powers. I always believe that I can make a difference in this globalised world. I have a passion for toys. This passion of mine is mainly focused on action figures and miniature cars. I have my collection of action figures from power rangers, the matrix to different kinds of villains. There is this one figure that stands out than the rest. It is the Bruce Wayne aka The Batman. I don’t think that my mum really knew what she was getting me into when she bought me this special toy. I could still remember the salty taste of tears flowing on my seven year old cheeks when I got Bruce. From that moment I always wanted to be like Bruce Wayne. If I have to choose a super power that would suit me I would choose batman's super power. For those who don’t study about batman please stop discriminating. Out of ten people I can guaranty you that only one can tell what the Batman’s true super power is. That is if you’re lucky. The Batman’s true super power is wealth. Money is the most important aspect in our lives. In this fictional trilogy it is stated that Bruce Wayne inherits fortunes from his father’s business empire . Wanting to be like Bruce but not having a tycoon for a dad is why im here. To build my own empire. From his fortune he could have the best equipment man can make for his heroism. His Bat mobile coses millions. His bat suit is more expensive that Michael Jacksons jacket. He uses his fortune for the greater good of Gotham City. The Batman has incredible instinct and reflexes. This is because he is a master of self defence. Again wanting to be the batman of Kuala Lumpur i have been doing martial arts since i was 6 years old. You can check with my mum if its hard to believe. Martial arts have improved my instinct reflexes and judgement. The batmans next super power is that he stays cool no matter what his foes throw at him. He does not choke under pressure. That is what you call a true man. He does not dodge any obstacles he just chargers straight through it. Pressure is his pleasure. The batman is the perfect superhero. He shows that you don’t need to be able to fly or breath fire to be a super hero. You just need a goal. The batman’s goal is to make Gotham City a safer place and my goal is to make the real world a better place for children of the future. I want to be some ones batman. I want to be appreciated like i appreciate the comic based superhero. To have the ultimate super power that is RESPECT.
That is why if i had super powers the batman’s super power would be my choice. It is logical and encouraging. One day a new batman will arise so the joker tell the penguin and you mouth watering girlfriend the catwoman to watch out.

Watchman of Kuala Lumpur
(iky of AMPANG)

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

iky will not break his habbit

i wake up,
i stare at the ceiling,
im alive,
what a beautiful feeling,
i put my shirt on after i pull up my trousers,
its a habbit im always prepared for war,

glance at my phone,
my mum stares right back,
i will not break the habbit,

wash my face,
i spend ten minutes in front of the mirror,
admiring gods creation,
i could be charged for ultra confidence,
i just dont give a damn,
i will not break the habbit,

then i start talking,
mumbling, disagreeing with everything that is against my believes,
i talk with my heart not with my mouth,
it doesnt matter what people think,
its whats on my mind that is important,
i will not break the habbit,

push me,
ill fucking push u back,
kick me ill fucking kick u back,
try me ill test to the limit,
there is no limit when it comes to iky,
born a fighter die as a fighter,
grandpa told me that without words,
i will not break the habbit

life gets tough,
we just need to get brutal,
fate dont just happen without no reason,
escape the fate,
we make our own fate,


god almighty


Wednesday, January 27, 2010

lesson by nature

i dig my feet deep into the sand
i look deep at the ocean
so blue so open
now, this moment right here im free!!!!
the birds on top of me soarinng through the blue sky
no worries no wonders
i just hope i can be in his shoes
so i can get 'as high as extecy'
ill strech out my wings
ill be free

look to my right,
a turtle lands next to me on the crystal white sand with a purpose
looking deep into its eyesits like the gentle giant is trying to tell me something
'let go of yourself like i let go of my babies dig out of the sand and just swim'
the turtle tells me
ill be free

glance to my left,
there a coconut tree stands beside me
so tall yet so powerful
it aint scared of the strong wind or the violent waves
it stands alone
it is as brave as a lion
be like the tree
and ill be free!!

then i turn my back,
theres the city the real world
calling me
taunting me
i aint scared
i had my lesson here by nature
ill take u on world
ill be free,ill be free

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

the beach

I guess it’s been a month since I started my daily walks across the beach. I don’t know what it is about this long stretch of sand, but it seems to clear my mind of the day’s issues and relaxes me. I feel the sand move and shift in between my toes and it almost has a therapeutic feel. Some people pay good money to sit down and get a foot massage, but I reckon that’s just for lazy gits who should be exercising more. The world is full of lazy people I think. It’s weird how the people who once were – our ancestors running around killing elephants – to a now couch potato type state where we even have had to invent remote controls to prevent us from getting up and changing the channel.

I love hearing the crash of the waves fall in perfect symphony and how just by that simple sound they can be one of the most beautiful things in the world. Much like music I think. I can spend a whole day humming a tune that has been lodged into my brain, but it takes a quiet stroll across the sand to realise what it actually means to me. Is it in some way related to my life? Why has it not been erased from memory already? It is strange how when we were young, music was created not by a machine, but in a garage at home. It wasn’t made in half an hour with a smutty video clip, but took weeks of planning and execution. There wasn’t a rise-to-riches mentality. Musicians started off unknown and slowly worked their way up to our charts.

I can realise a lot of things when I am here in my sanctuary. Like, what have I done today that has made a difference to someone? Who have I met today that I will remember for the rest of my life?

As I gaze out into the endless depths of the ocean, I have some sort of pity for the fish out there. I’m not against animals, but what do they have to look forward to? They can’t say they have a best friend. They can’t read a book in the waning sunlight. They can never hold the hand of someone they love and walk through a park where all else in the world disappears except for the one walking beside you. But at the same time I envy them. They don’t have to worry about when their next assignment is due, or going to class from morning until the sun sets. They probably don’t even have a concept of day or night and just leave live their lives in the most simplistic, but blissful way we could imagine. There is salvation in simplicity, I say.

Night and day, weekends and weekdays. They all seem so… man made. Time was not created so we could judge when we would turn up at work or relax in your favourite chair or when your next appointment was or when the appropriate time to turn up your music was. Time is just a series of goals, I was once told and I can’t agree more. We only say we work an eight hour day because we have set a goal that at 5:00pm we are set to go home. Down here, I am free of life’s goals. The only two that matter to me are that I get to the end of the beach and back, and that I keep putting one foot in front of the other.

Y’know, today’s world is so materialistic. We judge a person by the size of their house and the cost of their car and how much their business suit cost. I also find it shocking that we have synthetic words to describe things. Mechanically springs to mind straight away. We have created a word, based on the makings of man to describe an action. Why do we need to describe it in relation to a machine? It is what we do naturally and uninfluenced and it almost seems treacherous to relate such two words. Oh well, I suppose I’m getting a little bit overexcited.

I’m almost at the end of my walk now so I guess I should lift my mind above the ground where we seem to be slowly eating, drinking and smoking ourselves to death. The sky sure is beautiful at this time of evening, although there is that sickening brownish tinge to it that comes from the city to the south. No, I must keep my mind focused. Colour. Isn’t that a strange thing? And nature can execute it so perfectly. Take this brownish tinge of the sky. It would be impossible to determine, to pinpoint, where the brown ended and the midnight blue started. It is all so gradual and so perfect. Actually, there is little in this world that is not tainted by us. I find that there are two final frontiers that man has not yet corrupted; the sky and the ocean. You could take a tree and fashion it into a bench and you could take metal and smelter it into a weapon, but we have not yet used the sky or the water for anything but what they were made for. Strange how they are both the colour blue, huh? People say that there is nothing natural in this world that is blue, blueberries I think are still to be argued, but it is a strange co-incidence that what now remains blue is untouched and untainted by us. Blue must be a pure colour I conclude.

Finally, the end of my walk. I stand under the great watchtowers of the coast, the headlands, and once more gaze out onto the ocean as do the monoliths above me. The large rocks under my feet seem to be outcasts from the rest of the beach. They are confined to this one position while the rest of the sand can move freely with the waves. But I guess that all sand started off this way – once attached to the headland, the place of its birth, moving on to a simple adolescent that doesn’t seem to be able to move anywhere in life and then onto its minimalist adulthood where it floats around wherever it pleases until it finally comes to rest somewhere. Such is life as well and I think that most things in nature go through some sort of life cycle.

I jump along a few of the rocks and pity those who have aged. Not aged in body but aged in mind, when they can no longer find enjoyment in jumping from rock to rock, trying not to fall off. I silently vow to myself each time I reach this point in my journey to never be like that, and I probably never will.

At last, I turn on my heel and start the walk back.

god almighty

Saturday, January 16, 2010

POST 2 : Picture of You and your Best Friend(s)

This is alan my homo. till death do us part... haha :)
how long weve known each other doesnt matter. he is my true friend. through good and bad times. (alan pendek)

homies!! from the left ilham,mop,hilmi, alan, zizol

yeah..... org pantai ku. from the left MOP,jack,sulam,bebe