Sunshine

 

You were smiling, all day long even amidst a lonely, forlorn afternoon

You could put the sun to shame the way your corner lips rise slowly

Your eyes, how it turned into a lovely crescent moon

Then you let out a soft, light giggle as you hid your smile behind your charming face

My heart skips.

And i remember, you were always my ray of light, my sunshine

 

P.S.

Life can be tough. Some days are good, some days are not. Some people will love and support you, and some won’t. That’ life. That’s world. That’s reality.
It is crazy and chaotic.

Amidst trouble and turmoils, amidst darkness and lonely days, my daughters are my ray  of light, my sunshine, my RESTFUL place.

Friday Fun – restful

They too are my muse, my inspiration, and my kindle
V.J.’s Weekly Challenge #69: kindle

They are my LIGHT…

and i wanna say HAPPY DEEPAVALI to all my lovely Indian followers and blogger friends.

Let us all together join them and celebrate the victory of light over darkness, good over evil and knowledge over ignorance.

Murugan Statue

The mountains will sing

To the church as house of God

Where faith is revered

 

Posted for kates’s Friday fun -statue https://aroused.blog/2019/09/14/friday-fun-statues/

 

Standing at 42.7 m (140 ft) high, the world’s tallest statue of Murugan, a Hindu deity, is located outside Batu Caves. The statue, which cost approximately 24 million rupees, is made of 1550 cubic metres of concrete, 250 tonnes of steel bars and 300 litres of gold paint brought in from neighbouring Thailand.

Batu caves is  located at Selangor, Malaysia

We may have different religious beliefs and practices but one thing is important we all believe in the power of a “higher being”.  In this place people gather together as one community, one nation thanking that higher being for all that we have and all that we are.

 

 

 

Lily, Aphrodite

Kate of Calmkate is up with a new and fun challenge:

think of three swirdle words and put them into a poem

Here’s my three words:

Chillax (chill/relax)
Cosplay (costume/play)
Shopaholic (shop/alcoholic)

Drum roll please………

Here’s my fun poem/verse using these words..

 

 

Lily, the shopaholic
feeling sad and melancholic
gone out and chillax, to say
so on with her lovely cosplay
went along the sidewalks and stroll
into the giant and massive mall
head, beaming with pride
walk fiercely and stride
as the brave and mighty
beautiful, Aphrodite.

( Lily, could be out there somewhere…)

Join in the fun at https://aroused.blog/2019/09/09/swirdle-prompt/

 

I intend to make this a fun post as my way of saying Life is hard, but there are moments, sometimes hours – and, if you’re really lucky, full days – where everything feels just right. .and today could be just right..

We can be anything we wanted to be, like Lily cosplaying as Aphrodite, an ancient Greek goddess associated with love, beauty, pleasure, passion and procreation.

Meet Me Halfway

if crossing the longest bridge
is what it takes to get me
to where you are
then let me begin
my journey now
with the hope
that you’ll
meet me halfway.

Written for kate’s Friday fun- bridges https://aroused.blog/2019/09/07/friday-fun-bridges/

How Much Longer

How Much Longer
You lost your voice
Upon his roaring thunder
Of growing ego

As you lost your consciousness
Over his viscious hands.
How much longer of the sound you
need to bear deaf in the truth of torture and agony?
You lost your thought
In every scorn you hear
From the sound
Of his nasty outrage
And abomination.
How much longer of the blunders you need to take to run away and seek for help?
You lost your smile
For every word
He utters is a knife
That cuts off the very essence
Of your being
How much longer of a smile can you hold
To unfold the truth that you are suffering silently?

 

Written for VJ’s weekly challenge

Dear victims of VIOLENCE speak up use your language to be heard and to get help
Dedicated to all women who are silent  victims of violence. SPEAK UP. https://onewomansquest.org/2019/07/08/v-j-s-weekly-challenge-56-language/

“We need language to tell us who we are, how we feel, what we’re capable of – to explain the pains and glory of our existence.”

– MAYA ANGELOU

Inspired by my recent visit to Old Town Ipoh, where i happened to drop by in a shop, of all its proceeds will be used  to help/assist victims of violence particularly women.

Violence includes domestic abuse, sexual assault, verbal and emotional abuse.  Violence and abuse can cause physical and emotional problems that will last long even after the abuse happened. If you’ve experienced violence or abuse, it is never your fault, and you can get help. There are several organizations worlwide that aims and help victims of abuse.

In particular this shop is helping the “Perak Women for Women Society” organization. So if ever you are around this area visit the shop and your single purchase can go a long way.

The United Nations defines violence against women as “any act of gender-based violence that results in, or is likely to result in, physical, sexual, or mental harm or suffering to women, including threats of such acts, coercion or arbitrary deprivation of liberty, whether occurring in public or in private life.”

Concubine Lane-Ipoh

 

Splendid, beautiful and warm
That’s what you are, full of charm

But history was unkind
To the truth, some were blind

Your story was interestingly told
By many as they stroll, young and old

Tell tales has it, you were gifted
By a wealthy man indeed

Some whispered you were the haven
Of love untold and forbidden

You’re a silent witness
Of the truth there is that says

“I am but a memory
Of glorious past of history”.

Inspired by my recent visit to The Concubine Lane, in Old Town Ipoh, Perak.

The Concubine Lane has history that goes all the way back to 1892 when parts of Old Town Ipoh were rebuilt after a fire. The Concubine Lanes were part of the rebuilt which was owned by a mining tycoon who have said to give these lanes to his three wives. Thus the locals call it, the wife’s lane, concubine lane and the second concubine lane. Another version of the story is said to be that these are the lanes to which the rich men hid their second wives.

Regardless of the validity of the story, the Concubine Lane is a beautiful reminder that no matter what happens, we continue to persevere and live the life we love. We will be UPROOTED sometimes, we will be CHALLENGED, and we will be BROKEN; know that these are nothing but part of a greater plan, for us to become the better if not the best version of ourselves.

After the fire that hit the Old Town Ipoh in 1892, its people have been resilient and dedicated in their pursuit of bringing back the glory that the the place used to have.

Today, Old Town Ipoh, stands majestically as one of the places to visit in Ipoh. The crumbled walls and broken architecture are reminders of its past: the once broken, the once burned down, the once forgotten has risen again.

The Concubine Lane is one of the distinct and remarkable areas in Old Town Ipoh, which at the same has a story many wil not be happy about. Having said that, Concubine Lane has inspired people to learn to understand the diverse culture of Malaysia through its vibrant colors, its cafes, its novelty shops and its walls. Most importantly it teaches us a very important lesson in life; a lesson that says,  no matter what people think or say about you, you stand by your beliefs, your values and your idealism. You rise up above criticisms and continue to inspire others to be good. Every wall and every corner of Concubine Lane is a manefistation that one can learn to better themselves amidst all the crisis and tribulations.

The Concubine Lane is a testament of love. And as we walk along its corners, know that it will be a silent witness to a love’s sweet whispers, a child’s biggest dream, a mother’s plea, a husband’s triumph and of dreams do come true.

Posted for calmkate’s Friday-fun- Uprooted https://aroused.blog/2019/07/06/friday-fun-uprooted/

Wordless Wednesday – When the Sailing is Done