The world we live in is changing,
No more hi and bye exchanging greetings
Not even hand-waving or nodding
To each other in the mornings
Look around you and tell me,
What is going on recently?
With snatch-thieves and road -bullies
To survive like animals in the safari
Reading the news will haunt you
All negative headlines-Is that true?
Newborn babies found already in blue
Don't you feel sad? Coz I do
Recently students found dead in his dorm
Because of a towel, I was informed
He kicked him so hard, so out of norm
With that in his mouth, bubbles formed
But our country leaders are too busy
Too busy to notice this kind of nitty gritty
For they want what is theirs, So do we -
Continue condemning each other openly
O' Allah living in this world so terrifying
Afraid of the world we are living
No more love no more trust no more caring
It's all about what can I get, what can you give in
I'm just a teacher , who am I kidding?
I'm a nobody, a faceless creature, not even a VIP
Some people even think they do not need me
"We don't need teachers, we can think freely"
Can we practise what we preach?
Can we use the knowledge that we teach?
Or give in to the devil and be a freak
Where is the love?? I'm afraid to speak
#whereisthelove #malaysia #freemalaysia
This blog is dedicated to all women who had been burnt / broken beyond words. Hoping to inspire my own gender with my words, poems, stories or just about my own feelings. Feel free to reach out. We all need a shoulder to cry on or a listening ear. All rights reserved. No copying allowed. All creations by Lady Lara
Wednesday, May 13, 2015
Saturday, May 9, 2015
Who is a Mother?
Someone to hug,
someone to hold,
someone to bid goodnite
when it's dark and cold
Someone who give you unconditional love,
Someone who comforts you from your worries,
Someone that sing you lullabies
and read you bedtime stories
When I am all grown up
trouble seems to emerge
from school friends, neighbour
and the boy named Birch
But all that seems to go away,
everytime you look at me
And tell me it's ok
Hold me tight, never let me go
Mama I need you
I miss you so
You are my sun, you are my rain
Tho you are my kryptonite, you are also my strength
You are my dreams that keep me sane
everything you sacrificed never in vain
I L O V E Y O U M A M A
Wednesday, May 6, 2015
He LOVES Me...He Loves me NOT
He loves me, he loves me not..
Every girls' dream is to find her knight in shining armour. Since we were small, we love to watch princess stories and fairy-tales. We feel something wonderful when the prince charming sweep her off her feet. We want to have that happy ever after.
So, off we go in quest for true love. Tall, dark, masculine and handsome. Those are the criteria. Every boy we meet, we calculate in our head the possibility of this person being our prince charming. Adding one point every time he does something right. Unfortunately, we get disappointed almost all the time. Little did we know that boys are not build that way. They play toy cars, figurines and games. they are into planes, soldiers and adventures. They do not care of the opposite gender. Even realising we exist. Now, when they hit puberty, then they start to realise they are such gender as girls. But as this point, they have no clue whatsoever on how to handle this fragile creatures. Like Ken and Barbie, good looks attract good looks. Hence, the hottest boy in town often go for the hottest girl available (or not).
Why do we perceive life as such? I wonder. Why we girls are brought up that way? Thinking that life is a fairy-tale? Let's say we did catch our prince charming in our teens. What do we do to make sure that he truly belong to us? After high school, we are expected to continue our studies to tertiary level. If we are lucky, we get to go to the same place. If not... Let me share you a secret. From my observation, we girls tend to do anything to secure our future with our new-found Mr. Right. But how far are we willing to go? To the extend of loosing our virginity? Of course our Mr. Right is all about that. Boys seen us as that. Sad but true. How many of these 'Mr. Right' has the patient to wait until the wedding night? He would go to another ever willing girl that is for sure. Or he will lure you into submitting.
One thing I learn now is that whatever, however it is, we ladies are in the loosing end. I will get to that later on. Okay, let's play pretend. You are an average looking lady and you somehow catch the hottest boy in a well-known boys' school. You feel wonderful, your self-esteem increased. But he needed to go abroad to further his studies. So you give him that sweet deal. He promised to marry you the soonest he comes back. You feel your Happily ever after is coming. Years passed, both of you graduated with honours each with respectable job waiting. You feel dreams do come true. You got married, the happiest day of your life. Next, come your little offspring with him. Money is not so much of a problem because both of you are working with great pay. Life is good as your children too are getting good grades.
But little did you know that your husband is a ladies' man... he has at least 5 affairs since you married him. Reason being, he feels he is good looking therefore he can't accept being in a monogamous relationship. Or.. you can't keep up with his sexual needs. How do you feel? But you are still safe since you don't know or don't want to know about his other life. As the saying goes ; " What the cow don't know, the bull is not going to tell her" Or something like that.
Which one do you prefer? In the know or in total darkness where you can live happily ever after?
I prefer to know. I cannot accept the fact that I am being made a fool of. So how do you know whether he loves you or not? Is it enough that he is willing to take you as his wife? Or the fact that he is investing in you and kids?
Are we supposed to forgive our husbands if he astray? I'm not saying all men are like that but this is what I have been observed throughout my 38 years of living. I see even beautiful ladies get jilted. Some ladies are fortunate enough to have their man on their own. But I do not believe in ladies projecting that their life is a bed of roses. It is either you have this but you don't have that. It is life after all.. like the french say : Cést La Vié
Don't forget to write about you and share it with us or ask me. Til we meet again, Take care lovely ladies
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