I look and I see, I hear but I dont know

I look and I see,
I hear but I dont see,
I see with my own eyes,
But I may not hear with my own ears.

People may say the wrong things,
When you hear them, you make wrong decisions,
Why should we based our decisions on hearsay,
When what we think is what we should say!

But then its human nature,
To listen to what people say,
For they say, there is no smoke without fire,
But then, where is the fire, more importantly.

People may sometimes make stories,
Make smoke even when there is no fire!
For to them, they feel its their duty to make fires!
Perhaps they like fire!

I beg each and everyone of us,
Is it good to make or douse a fire?
For today, their house is on fire, tomorrow it could be yours,
When disaster strikes, who do you turn to, when you are the fire?

No one in the right sense of mind would want to come close to you,
For they do not want to be fired by you!
They do not want to be fried,
Do you then like to be fried?

Havent we forgotten what our parents used to tell us?
Dont play with fire! You will get burnt,
I know mine did and till now its still ringing in my ears!
So dont play with fire, you will get burnt!

So my solemn prayer to everyone,
Dont play and be a fire,
Its not wise to be one,
For your fingers will be the victim of fire.

To each and everyone, friends and families,
Dont listen to what people say, for this is what they say,
Look with your eyes, listen with your ears,
For it betters your day!

United We Stand, Divided We Fall

A piece of matchstick is no match,
Likewise one person is of no match,
Against the many problems,
Against the many troubles.

Many sticks that bind together,
Many members that cling together,
Unbreakable would be the sticks,
Unbreakable would be the spirits,

United we stand, divided we fall,
Alone by ourselves, we are defenseless,
Alone by ourselves, we are powerless,
Why should we stay divided, if we know we will fall.

All members need to stand together,
All members need to be together,
All differences set aside,
All problems pushed to the side.

For we are all humans,
For we are all the same,
We are no different from the others,
For red is the colour of the blood that runs inside.

Let us not be envious of one another,
Let us set aside all negative feelings,
It is nothing wrong to be jealous,
But it is wrong to harm one another.

It is sinful! It is immoral! It is unethical!,
We may get through in this world,
Since no one has discovered your dark world,
But up above, that person knows, up above he will prevail.

For we know it is wrong to cause harm,
We know it is wrong to cause misery to one another,
So now, do not be sinful to them,
Let us now be good to one another.

For united we stand, divided we fall!

I am only human

I am just a normal human being,
Capable of making mistakes,
Sometimes forgetting,
Sometimes full of regrets.

I have never thought of that,
For I have always thought that I am above that,
For I am the master not the servant,
So I should be above all of that.

But one day, my life fell into pieces,
One day I fell down on my knees,
Though I may cry for forgiveness,
But nothing I could do, could undo the actions.

All that remains is only the thoughts,
All that remains is only the memories,
I may regret and repent,
But I am not sure whether I will repeat it.

But for now, I must keep on telling,
To take slow walks instead of rushing,
To admire and cherish instead of ignoring.
To take small steps instead of running.

For mistakes can be avoided if we only took time.

Token of Appreciation

People may not know this,
But I am not concerned of that,
For to me, what matters most that counts,
That no matter how far the distance, what matters most is the thought.

For that is the most important thing,
And that blood is always thicker than water,
What others think is nothing,
Compared to the act that matters more.

Actions speak louder than words,
For words may just fade away,
Actions remain in the minds,
Deep in thoughts as time may say.

Happy Mothers' Day

I salute and honour to all mothers,
Your lifetime sacrifices are sometimes not seen by all,
But yet you keep silent, quietly doing the duties,
You stood strong and steadfast like a wall.

Complementing the father, in the duties and obligations,
Your duties and obligations are by far the longest,
You start working in the early hours,
You end your work late at night.

Whenever we fall ill,
You nurse us with your tender loving care,
If we get injured after a fall,
You tended to the injury with care.

All the pain seemed painless,
Just by your divine touch,
Such is the power of mothers,
I dare to vouch.

Do honour and respect your mother,
Mothers Day is not a one day affair,
Your mother has always been there for you,
She has never gone against you.

Cherish every moment you have with her!

Malaysia my homeland

Malaysia, my homeland,
I have known you for sometime,
All this while, you have been my land,
Together with the people.

Your favourite flower is the hibiscus,
Glorious red hues, shining brightly against the sun,
Besides the red, there are also many other colours,
All these colours adds to the variety and fun.

The many colours of the hibiscus,
Represents the people of different faith and religious beliefs,
Letting us share each others differences.
Giving the gaiety and warmth amongst the families,

But of late, there are people who are putting fire,
Sowing disunity and hatred amongst our members,
What do they gain from here?
What do they want from us?

These people are like the caterpillars,
Eating the flowers and the leaves,
Making holes,
Destroying the beauty of flowers.

Why cant we set all our differences aside?
Live and respect each and everyone,
After all, we are all like the flower in this garden,
Adding the colours that shines so brightly against the sun.

One Malaysia, One Nation,
Is a vision not far from our own doing,
But it looks illusive, like going further from our horizon,
It will continue to fade until and unless we shed our doing.

Giving and setting our differences aside,
There is no wrong with having many colours,
After all, we are all living in the same premises,
Just like the flowers in paradise.

I hope and wish to call,
My Malaysia my homeland,
My Malaysia my vision for all,
My Malaysia my paradise and dreamland.

A Moments Folly

A moments folly, a lifetime remembrance,
When we lose control of ourselves,
We forget those who care for us,
Those have us in their minds.

True, you would say, there is nothing else to choose,
You have already thought of everything else,
This is the best way out,
And therefore you have chosen it.

But have you thought of what happens after this,
What would happen to you?
What happens to your families and loved ones?
How would they feel about you?

Everyone makes mistakes,
No one is perfect,
Only a coward succumbs to his mistakes,
And the brave one ventures out.

A moments folly, a lifetime of regret,
Why do you choose to regret,
When you could have avoided it,
Face up to reality, because this is it.

You can not run away from it forever,
The truth will eventually come out,
Its better to come out clean and braver,
For it takes a brave one to admit their fault.

A moments folly can be avoided,
A lifetime of regret can be erased,
Take a step to think of people around you,
Especially those who have always stood firm by you.

One Sunny Day

One sunny day, I was talking to my mother,
My dear girl, she said to me,
Do not forget to always lend a helping hand to everyone,
For it is always good to render.

When you lend a helping hand,
Do not expect anything in return,
For people will forget your good hand,
They will only remember you when they are down.

After taking a sip of tea, she continued,
But there would be people who will remember you,
She said, God Almighty has done it good,
There will be others who will render help to you.

For these are the people who will look up to you,
For helping others that comes your way,
And that you do not expect anything coming your way,
And you do not discriminate those that come to you.

My mum continued her story,
She said, it is always good to help than to destroy,
For only it is only human to help others,
And that is why we are called humans.

We will be called inhuman if we destroy people,
Beastly if we talk bad things about others,
For we are all humans, making mistakes here and there,
So if that is the case, why be mean to others?

So go on helping others,
For if you were to go on helping people,
The world would be a much better place,
Spreading happiness.

Just a simple action goes a long way,
Just a simple assistance paves the way,
Just a simple hand makes the day,
Just a simple heart treasures the say.

One sunny day.....

Be Small

I was told I needed to be "small",
I was stunned and taken aback,
What does it mean by being "small'?
My face showed a sign of shock.

This was what the person told me,
She said to me, my dear girl,
When you are tall, you must also be small,
Now my face showed a different face.

Be tall but be small?
Whats the meaning of it?
When you are tall, you are tall,
When you are small, you are short.

So what is the main story?
When you are tall, you tend to look up,
When you are small, you tend to look ordinary,
So when you are tall, you need to look people up.

Very often a person tends to forget when they are tall,
They tend to think they are almighty,
They forget that only God is Almighty,
Only humans who are not humans tend to fall.

So I was told of this one fine day,
When you are tall, you need to think small,
For you were once a small guy,
Thinking and hoping one day you will be tall.

But when you are tall, you forget the smalls,
When you forget the smalls,
You forget your self and your principles,
You forget the teachings.

When you forget the teachings,
You forget your guiding pathways,
You forget your people,
You forget your name.

So be tall and be small,
It may be a tall order,
But it is certainly not a hard order,
For its you to be tall and small.

A Good Heart

About the size of a fist,
Weighing about 300 grams,
Is an organ called the heart,
An important role it plays.

It is used by many people,
When they swear upon it,
Uttering the words, "Cross my heart, hope to die",
Pledging loyalty and their willingness to commit.

The heart is a symbol of love and affection,
Among those in love and among families,
The heart is a symbol of kindness,
Reflecting the degree of generosity to everyone.

Yet many people often abuse the feelings of others,
Taking for granted their affections and emotions,
Abusing their generosity and kindness,
Breaking one's trust and upsetting the feelings.

Having a good heart is by far superior,
Than those who swear their allegiance to the Gods,
Saying it in vain and uttering just for the sake of their ego,
When deep down, their hearts has more blackness.

It is best not to swear in vainly upon God's name,
For he did not ask you to do so,
All he wants is your good heart and your sharing towards everyone,
And that to him is by far a godly and superior act that anyone can do.

And that is a good heart.