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.

“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—-

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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Motherhood

“Each second makes its mark on every single person’s life- comes and then goes, quietly disappearing without fanfare, evaporating into air like steam from a piping hot christmas pudding. Enough time leaves us warm; when our time is gone, it leaves us cold. It is time of which we do not have enough; it is time that causes the war within our hearts, and so we must spend it wisely.” (The Gift, Cecilian Ahern)

 

Defending the poor and unfortunate

caring with a heart so compassionate

ah! a lawyer that’s what i will be

back then as a little girl with glee.

 

Broadcasting news on TV

doing it with mind so steady

Ah! a television anchor i see

back in high school so carefree.

 

 

Pouring thoughts on paper

scribbling late at night so dear

ah! a journalist i will

back in college with free will.

 

 

Never become a lawyer really

it wasn’t my dream actually

’twas a childish thing to wish

no dirt to dish.

Broadcasting wasn’t even for me

‘though i had the chance to be

you see a surgery on the neck

making it hard to speak.

 

 

Writer i may have always been

creating stories every now and then

putting actions into words

screaming as i scribble with thoughts.

 

 

You see there’s something i miss

never imagined i enjoyed it with bliss

caring for little souls as they grow

motherhood is what makes me glow.

Ode to my Country

Land of the rising sun
Pearl of the orient sea
Where have all these gone?
Oh, dear we cannot see.

Yours is an uphill battle
Of centuries colonization
But you stood as you struggle
Winning was a confirmation.

You are now being mocked
As an old lady can’t hardly step up
But you continue the long walk
Back to where they will look you up

Land of the rising sun pearl of the orient sea, you will again be.

 

 

 
Written for Helene of Willow Poetry. What Do You See Challenge https://helenevaillant.com/2019/05/14/what-do-you-see-may-14-2019/

FIVE HAIKU POEMS: BRUISED, YET HOPEFUL

FIVE HAIKU POEMS: BRUISED, YET HOPEFUL

This poem was a collaboration with Rose of Poet Rummager published in May 4, 2017.
I am posting it again because this is one of many haikus i have written and a personal favorite; while at the same time one of the collaborations which really boasted my site.

Within this brick wall,
lies my heart where no light shines.
Rejected, it sleeps.

Hidden in the dark –
dreaming so damn hard and tight.
You’re not mine, it weeps.

In this tiny room,
my heart beats against the stone –
bruised yet still hopeful.

Bleeding and in pain,
it yearns to be free again.
Walls start to crumble.

Deep scars you might keep.
Love may fade, but you decide –
Are you strong or weak?

 

Haiku poetry by Michnavs and Poet Rummager

Illustration by Poet Rummager

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.

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?