Best Malaysian Poems
We dropped anchor that morn in Bacuit Bay.
I wanted to make El Nido our stay,
Philippine paradise where white sand beach
and many near out coral reefs do lay.
Matinloc Island crevice hard to reach
underwater door I wanted to breach
leading to “pristine place of paradise.”
Often I’ve heard it said sight’s beyond speech.
Until then, they say Swiftlet’s Inn is nice
On Balinsasayaw Road, very good price.
I don’t want to sleep on the yacht this night
but enjoy a San Mig Light cold as ice.
Jean, my new won bride, will think it’s alright,
She’ll like Puerto’s Underground River sight.
Lush
virgin
hair she buys;
she likes all things
plush!
Written April 8, 2017 for the L Form - Lanterne poetry contest of Broken Wings
Theme 3: Lush
Note: I researched hair extensions and found out Malaysian is the best!
What is Jawi?
What is Rumi?
What is Sufi?
Who is Hamzah Fansuri?
We know Marco,
We know Atlas,
We know Amerigo,
But who is Al-Attas?
Sudah hilangkah jati diri?
Ibarat Laki tinggalkan Bini!
Lupakah hati bahasa sendiri?
Adat di jiwa bak karatnya kersani!
With the self declared bomoh king around, smiles are going around...
Vigorously shared are pictures of his quirky aids and aides gathered round....
One widely circulated pictures the venerated one holding up a magical vase ....
Plain looking yet with mystical powers you could never have guessed....
This time the exalted one has deign to offer earlier a press session....
A genuine effort on his part to better inform us all of his good intention..
It is within his will and intention that Malaysians should suffer the haze no more...
Never fear, he's the bomoh king, he is here for us in order that we suffer no more..
Once he and his aides get into their mystical antics with religious rites next....
Why, expect nothing less than all round crystal clear and blue skies next...
His precious mystical vase will draw in all that cursed haze and dust...
He will supernaturally clear the skies and heavens of all the haze and dust...
All that invisibility problem at the airports will be a thing of the past...
With him around, all ye people shall get to sleep safe and sound that last...
Hip, hip hooray! Hooray to our most exalted learned one rushing to our aid...
Like a superhero in a fantasy novel flying in to give much needed aid...
Malaysians all countryside wide, look up, look ahead and be relieved...
Bomoh king and his aides come to the rescue and all ye people, believe!
A tribute in jest to the local shaman who endeavours to clear the skies of unhealthy and thick haze over Malaysia and her neighbours here in SE Asia. His latest antics brought more fame or rather more infamy to Malaysia....
Playing the role of parents to perfection...
We should be happy our young ones have been given the best attention.....
Giving them enough education to have a jump start in their young lives...
And we trust them to be successful in every endeavour in life...
Of course sometimes we wonder and worry if our best was good enough...
But they have their own lives to lead with the tools we provide...
Education, love and attention, guidance 24/7 are the mainstay of our love for them..
Fortunes aplenty have never been a top priority in my eyes...
After all, wealth of a generation hardly last through 3 generations..
So when we are old and grey, good health is the ultimate prize...
To be free from the ravages of time, to be healthy, upright and spritely...
That would be just great when we can contemplate on life leisurely....
The successes and achievements of our children in the years that follow...
Hey, we have done good by our children, as parents we are well honored...