i seldom write. this is due to many reasons -time, sensitivity, procrastination. but i always feel better whenever i do. helps me think and reflect. while many end up as drafts, some actually made it out. my ideas, arguments and thoughts, out and about. i find it, in its own way, refreshing and romantic.
Tuesday, September 30, 2014
I never fit into the mold
That odd piece of puzzle
The tall one in the picture
The only girl in class
I took the road well travelled
Yet arrived at a different destination
I seemed like a lost butterfly
But I feel at home wherever I stood
I glorify my personal preference
Not affected by my peers
Rely heavily on traditions
But I'm known to break barriers
Thrown into the ocean
Struggling to stay in rivers
I swim against the flow
Floating among the divers
Monday, September 29, 2014
Tribute to MH17 & MH 307
For it is never lost
For it is never gone
A black ribbon does not seal a fate
A half raised flag can still mean hope
A sincere prayer is never ignored
A mourning displays affection
We are the kite
In the sky we love
The soaring kite
Flying above
Bringing with us
Our beautiful culture
Connecting the world
Introducing our nature
Against the odds
We strive through our mission
Believing in God,
Skills, and determination.
To our missing sisters,
Whom we lost but are not forgotten,
One in hiding but we're still seeking,
Both currently not in sight
But neither are gone from our minds.
For nothing is gone
Until it's forgotten
Alive in our hearts
You will be remembered
Sunday, September 28, 2014
Can't you see this picture?
This picture that I'm painting?
So loud and vivid now
With all the colours I'm using,
Come and look at my drawing
Not just the strokes I'm making
If all you see is blue,
Is it the sky or the sea?
When all you see is green,
It's impossible to see the tree,
If all you see is red,
It's hard to smell the flowers,
When all you see is black,
You won't catch the running horses.
So please take a step back,
Stop looking oh too closely,
And maybe you can see
This beautiful simple scenery
And finally understand,
The meaning of my story.
-Maha.
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