Prevention is better than cure
Mostly quoted idiom
Very few people mean it
Most people quote it so well
The fact is few people really care
Once the weaker ones
The stronger ones
Put it down
Push it aside
Refuse to stretch out
Their hearts, feet and hands
Forget the idiom
Prevention is better than cure
As the weaker ones
Welling tears dry up
Tired of speaking
Hitting the head against the wall
Until a truly caring person
Willingly stretch out help to the weak
Who attempt to stand up again
The weak faces all disadvantages
Needing the Saviour’s intervention
Who gives many opportunities
Through the people who truly reach out
To the weak to stand up
Inspiration On: Tuesday, 23 August 2016
Lately, I am pissed off with someone who quotes, “prevention is better than cure”. However, when someone is slightly sick, he/she is being chided for making noise. Therefore, I feel the person who speaks it out is contradicting. Wish you all have good days and thank you.
A strong blow of
A huge blow of
Circular wind breaks
Many concrete houses
Beware of impending natural disasters
Inspiration: Thursday, 25 December 2014 at 3pm
My helper was woving my brother’s pants with mini-knitting machine. His pants were too long for him. Hence, she needed to cut the extra cloths then knit it. A sudden strong wind scattered the cutted small pieces of cloth and dirty the floor.
Now is the
Era of machines
Era or technologies
A smart phone
Multiple office responsibilities
Are entrusted to
Strong moral values
Low moral values
Who is in charge?
Technology dictates human?
Human is in control of technology?
Who is the slave?
Do inner core values or physical attributes reigns?
Decrease in employment rate?
Who will we account to at the end of our lives?
Inspiration On: Saturday, 20 September 2014 at 10:45pm to 11:04pm
Editing Ends On: Monday, 22 September 2014 at 12:48am
This poetry births out through observing and comparing olden days and current days. Terry Shepherd and Kenneth confirms this in their blogs – Do You Want to Voice Your Opinion? and The proposal ended it really. This is a very important questions we need to ask ourselves.
Gripped with emotions
Mind goes blank
Crippled with a strong waves of hurts
Waves of hurting words
Envelops and squeeze my heart
Tears drip uncontrollably
Hiding in a corner
Hurting my integrity
Inspiration On: Tuesday, 24 September 3013 at 10:02am to 10:08am
Based On: Monday, 23 September 2013 between 10pm to 11:30pm
Arguments occurred between my brother and mother then she with me regarding air ticket printing for my cousin. My mothers’ relatives often take her for granted. Whenever there is problem, she is always asked for help. But they didn’t look for her when there is no problem. I have been wondering why do people take my family for granted? My brother is pissed off. Every time the ticket printing is passed to me last minute. It didn’t mean my printer always have ink. My dad intercepted our arguments. Even shoot remarks that we would leave them alone when they reach old age. That hurts me a lot because I have set in my heart to take care of my parents till death do us part. No matter what arguments, my decision to care them is final. My heart and mind hurts a lot for my dad’s words who is stoistic of his own opinion and presumption.
Switching off the light, but switch on the night light preventing my son from seeing my cry and kissed him goodnight. My husband had slept. In the middle of the night, my mother opened my room door and comforted me to just brush dad’s words aside. After back home from work and shower, I felt sleepy. But after the quarrel, I couldn’t sleep until 2am midnight and crying to my Lord and Saviour.
Shouts of joy
Joining his grandma
Into her room
Meddling cosmetic drawer
Grandpa intervenes to
Stop him from
Spray onto left armpit
Spray onto right armpit
Surrender perfume bottle
Desiring to eliminate
Coming out of
Inspiration On: Tuesday, 18 June 2013 at 4:54pm
Inspiration Ends On: Wednesday, 19 June 2013 at 2:01am
The poetry written by Busy Mind Thinking about obsession at http://busymindthinking.com/2013/06/18/obsession/ reminded me of this poetry. This poetry is about the time my son was around two years old who knew that his armpits were smelly due to perspiration. Entering his grandma’s room, he meddle her drawer full of cosmetics. Within the cosmetics, he unknowingly grabbed onto a perfume bottle. The alarmed grandpa shouted at him to put the perfume back. Upon knowing it is a perfume, he instantly sprayed it onto his armpits. An angry situation turned into humour. Grandparents had a good laugh. At night, my helper narrated this event.
Project out of the delivery room
A baby is born
His first cry
Enter my ears
Life with baby seems rough
Giving him full attention
Stay with him while he cries
Connect us with
The more I care him
The more he calms down with my presence
The more he communicates calmly
Though not all the time
Inspiration On: Thursday, 13 June 2013 at 2:18am
Inspiration Ends On: Friday, 14 June 2013 at 11:37pm
Upon reaching motherhood phase of life, I search through books and attempt to apply it. Some methods are successful, but some methods are not applicable. So I’m still learning and agree with some of the theories.
Quiet people seems passive
Passive in activities
Passive in conversations
But active listeners
Passive in parties
Bored to be with
Few close friends
Outwardly look weak
Being physically passive
Gives them energy
But active in deep thinking and analyzing
Think before talk
Outgoing people seems active
Active in activities
Active in conversations
But passive listeners
Active in parties
Fun to be with
A lot of friends
Outwardly look strong
Being physically active
Brings them energy
But passive in deep thinking
Talk without thinking
Are you active or passive?
There is an active part in a passive people
There is a passive part in an active people
Nobody is perfect
Learn and improve from our own weakness
Respect each others’ personality differences
We are dependent upon each other
Complementing each other
As couples complement each other’s weakness
As family members complement one another
Why do we focus on other’s weaknesses?
Why can’t we see each other’s strength?
Nobody is perfect
We are not perfect
We are imperfect, but are work in progress
Inspiration On: Sunday, 2 June 2013 from 12:53am to 1:33am
Inspiration Ends On: Tuesday, 4 June 2013 at 2:35am
Most of the time, there are two categories of people either extrovert or introvert. I realized I belong to the latter upon reading personality book. My friends and even my husband ever said the same thing. They want to vomit blood whenever I asked them to repeat a few times because I often want to understand their words by listening to it.