Poem – 6

Published on February 15th, 2010 — 9:20pm

Just a mere Spectator

I am seeing with my eyes
I am feeling with my heart
But I cannot move
I am paralysed.

With my eyes I shed tears
With my heart I bled silently
But I could only do just that
I am paralysed.

So injustice prevails
So atrocities continue
I see and I feel
But I am paralysed.

What can I do?
I am paralysed
Just a mere Spectator
To the World’s Show.


Break free!

I want to break free
From the bond
Binding me and
My liberty!

I want to break free
From the bond
Binding me
In poverty!

I want to break free
From the bond
Binding me
From peace and harmony!

I want to break free
From the bond
Binding me and
All my friends out there with me!
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Cry!!?

Infants cry
Pure tears fall
Due to fear, hunger
Sickness and loneliness.

Teenagers cry
Pure tears fall
Due to love, discrimination
And lack of wants!

Men and women cry
Pure tears fall
Due to lost of loved ones
And in calamities and destruction!

Mankind cries
Blood oozes from the eyes,
For oppression, killings,
Injustice and starvation!



A beautiful World of memory

A fleeting memory
A beautiful fleeting memory
A World of Wonders
Fill with love and tranquillity.

Whenever I am down
Into the World of beautiful memory
I shall flee
To respite in its soothing bosom.

Whenever I am troubled
Into the World of beautiful memory
I shall lay
Breathing its intoxicating balm.

Oh beautiful memory!
You are a real wonder
Giving back zest to life
Of an old wearied Traveller.

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Why do you cry little ones?

Why do you cry little ones?
I cry for my mommy!
Why do you cry little ones?
I cry for my Daddy!

Why do you cry little ones?
I cry for my sister!
Why do you cry little ones?
I cry for my brother?

Why do you cry little ones?
I cry for all my relatives!
Why do you cry little ones?
I cry for all my friends and their families!

What happened to them little ones?
One night people with rifles and guns came
They took them out in the middle of the night
A year had passed and they have not come home!

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1 comment to “Poem – 6”

  1. Laila Marso

    Tatkala kamu telah memahami

    Ketakutan akan menelusuri jiwamu
    Ketika itu pembuluh darahmu berdesir
    Otakmu berdesing
    Anggotamu menggigil
    Urat2 dan sarafmu bergetar
    Dirimu bergoncang kuat
    Jantungmu seakan berhenti lesu
    Kulit2mu akan ngilu
    Tanganmu menggigil ibarat pencandu
    Matamu akan sering mengalir pilu

    Kamu akan ketakutan
    Ingin bersembunyi
    Walaupun digubuk sempit
    Supaya tidak terlihat
    Supaya tiada siapa yg perduli
    Kerana matamu sudah takut melihat keliling
    KAU buatlah apa MAUMU
    Aku takut, aku tidak dpt masuk campur
    Engkau merencanakan tanpa tidur dan ngantuk

    Aku tidak bisa lari kemana pun
    Sifat AKU dlm diriku hancur
    Ego ku lemas
    Maruahku terhempas
    Kekuatanku terkuras

    Aku lebih senang jika berkawan dng unggas
    Aku takut.

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