My Saga Continuous Part 3 (thanks for the stars)

you’re raging a war
of which
origin,
you can
barely tell
least the day
it begun
your battlefield
is a place called “home”
and your fiercest enemy
is a man named “dad”

 

The effects of domestic violence on children, result from witnessing domestic violence in a home where one of their parents are abusing the other parent, plays a tremendous role on the well-being and developmental growth of children witnessing the violence.

A child who witness domestic violence at home often believe that they are to blame, and that they live in a constant state of fear and are times more likely to be victims of child abuse.

Close observation and early intervention will play an important role in saving a child from further abuse.  A child witnessing abuse or  ( is being abused) may have dysfunctions or changes in their physical, behavioral, emotional, and social areas of life.

So, if you know one and or if you are one, know that you are not alone.

FIND YOUR WAY OUT AND SEEK HELP!!!

Posted in support of Perak Women for Women Society
The PWW Centre
15 Market Street
30000 Ipoh
Tel : 05-2469715

https://www.facebook.com/PerakWomenforWomen/

https://www.facebook.com/1MillionStars/

As i continue my saga on my campaign against violence, i would like to thank Jules of  dailyjewelsbyjules.wordpress.com for weaving stars and sending them in from US to Malaysia.

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“Stars mean different things to different people. For travellers, stars tell them where they are, where they are going. For others, they are just little lights in the sky. For scholars, they are the world of the unknown, yet to be discovered and understood. For my businessman, they are gold. But all stars stay silent. And you? No one else in the world will see the stars as you do… For you, and only for you, the stars will always be laughing.”’

—The Little Prince—-

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Thank you Jules for making someone happy with your stars. Thank you for being the kind of star we all need today.

For those who want to join please see the link below on how to weave the stars :
//www.youtube.com/watch?v=qSjyDqztzaQ

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Mother

Time has not robbed my feelings

toward my mother

she’s still the sweet darling,

and she’ll be forever mine.

Age may have changed her

face now furrow – laden,

the beauty is still there;

she is my ideal token.

 

P.S.

Happy mother’s day to my mother and to all the amazing moms around the world. Over the years, my daughters made/created the best and most creative mother’s day gift for me.

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These are just few of the may creative presents they made for me over the years. I am one lucky mom to have these amazing, thoughtful and wonderful daugthers..not to mention they are pretty too…ahhh the BEST LUXURY IN LIFE EVERY MOTHER COULD EVER HAVE.

 

Linking for calmkate’s Friday fun – Luxury, hop in and join the fun https://aroused.blog/2019/05/11/friday-fun-luxury/

Empowered -dverse Poetic:Theories of Everything and Anything

” If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles. If you know yourself but not the enemy, for every victory gained you will also suffer a deafeat”, Sun Tzu’s Strategic Theory  on War.
I have always loved the book The Art of War, it is now celebrated by today’s business gurus and even sports coaches as guidance for dealing with conflict of all sorts. Knowing oneself is the most important thing in winning the war we wage everday.

Below is my poem about Sun Tzu’s theory on the art of war, in modern context.

Written for dverse Poetic: Theories of Everything and Anything
Empowered (  Cinq Trois DecaLa Rhyme)

You don’t take away from me that one thing i deserve, one thing.
You don’t tell me what to do ‘cos you deemed, as human being.
I shall be in solitude, will be silent, will be quiet.
I will give my tormented soul a break, but i do not quit.
You can hate me, you can  curse me, but i will remain cogent.
You will see beauty in silence, in weeping,  that’s resilient.
You will understand hope against trials, that’s bright and brilliant.
When confusion and fear arise, it is truely upsetting.
You do not take away,  that one thing i deserve, not a bit.
For i have hoped, i have loved, i am clever and i am apt.
Merril is hosting dverse Poetic: Theories of Everything and Anything, hop in ang join the fun at https://dversepoets.com/2019/05/07/poetic-theories-of-everything-and-anything/

The Moon and The Stars -Quadrille

I wondered many times
as i hide
about the stars
the moon
up in the sky so high
flustered at the sight
how they filled up the sky

Am I a moon or, just one of the stars
you keep counting on the sky?

 

 
Written for D’Verse. WimsyGizmo is hosting Monday Quadrille
at D’Verse Poets.  He has prompted us with the word “Up”.

Also for Helene of  Willow Poetry, What Do You See?

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Helen of Troy

If silence has voice
It could have screamed
A million little cries
And if Helen of Troy had a choice
She would have made a statement
When she was stripped down and displayed
For men of war to choose

Kidnapped by Paris, or did she willingly escape?

If words are wounded
It could have bled
A thousand sudden deaths
And if Helen of Troy had a choice
She would have rather died than fled away
And set off a war of 10 years array

Did she find happiness and love in its way?

If Helen of Troy had lived
She could have inspired millions
Of beautiful women around
In search for love and acceptance
With dignity to behold
Worthy of love untold

Would you rather scream silently, or bleed profusely?

Note:

In Greek mythology, Helen of Troy also known as Helen of Sparta, was said to have been the most beautiful woman in the world. She was married to King Menelaus of Sparta but was abducted by Prince Paris of Troy after the goddess Aphrodite promised her to him in the Judgement of Paris

Written for kate’s  Friday Mythical Photo Challene, hop in to join he fun https://aroused.blog/2019/05/04/friday-foto-fun-mythical/

I took the challenge of writing a poem about one of my favorite characters in Greek Mythology.

And below is a photo of a butterfly worthy of being called beautiful like Helen of Troy.

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Picnic -Haibun

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It’s the world famous beach. White sand and crystal clear water. We run, we stroll, we jump, we crawl. We eat. We laugh. We watch….the sun sets perfectly along the horizon

Raindrops on the beach
Waves splashing on the seashore
Summer rain falling

 

Gina hosts a picnic haibun at dVerse https://dversepoets.com/2019/04/29/haibun-monday-that-picnic/

 

P.S.

My first attempt for dVerse

35 Degrees

I haven’t written anything for a long time. I am writing back today in honor of my father whose death anniversary we are commemorating.

My father gave me my first book, my first writing material and my first edited letter. Yes, you read it right  “edited letter”.  Whenever i was away from home back then i will write him a letter and he will send it back to me with corresponding corrections.

He gave me the best gift – the gift of words. We would play scrabble together. I never won; not that he was very competetive but simply because he wanted me to learn play up with words and hopefully win (it never happened; he was a walking dictionary). We would buy newspapers everyday only to keep up with the daily crossword puzzle challenge.

He once told me i have the gift of imagination. And he said ” write where your imagination leads you.” Later in life when i began writing in school he told me “now is the time for you to write where your heart leads you; the power of our imagination is so strong but the power of our hearts where love resides is stronger.”

 

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35 Degrees

Its 35 degrees on a hot summer day
No one anticipated it
Nobody expected  it would come
But it happened
It rained
On a 35 degrees hot summer day
Nobody anticipated
No one expected
Yet it happened
Just as you went away
On a 35 degrees hot summer day

 

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Thank you papa for the wonderful gift you left behind. You will forever live in my words and you will forever come alive in my imagination but i assure you, you will always and forever be in my heart where love resides eternally.
I would like to thank my dear followers for standing by while i was away. Special thanks to Kate of https://aroused.blog , Gina of https://alifelesslivedblog.wordpress.com, Irma of Iidorun, https://iidorun.wordpress.com, Jules of dailyjewelsbyjules.wordpress.com
for the daily dose of writing inspiration.