lanai’s blog

Listen to the children's laughter

Ringing in the garden or in public places

The care free ways lighting up their faces

Running freely sharing their joy

Why it is when they grow up everything changes?

As hardships and wants pressing the adult minds

The children in most of us suddenly disappear

We change ourselves forgetting our roots

The children in our beings gone for good

Our minds locked into 9 to 5 and late at nights

Pursuing wants and satisfaction to get materialistic wealth

We forget our children's footprints building in our past

We hardly smile; we hardly say thank you

We take and take and take along the way

We hardly walk in the rain

We hardly feel the snowflakes falling

We hardly admire the twinkling stars

We hardly sit and watch the beautiful sunsets

What we do most of our times

Rushing out make money wanting a good life

Drilling into children studying hard don't go out playing

The future lies in a good education

And so the young forget how to play

It is good to play young

It brings moments of seeing the past

The sparkles in the eyes remembering games

And the way it was now sharing with the young

The free flowing laughter and children songs

Once a while act like children

We will see a better place in our lives

Once a cheat

It will be very hard to stop it

A person may want to do all over again

One time, second time or third time

Crying all the way

Emotional drain teary eyes

Asking for forgiveness

“Give me a second chance”

Like the guy in PJ

Under the hot sun pleading

For his wife to forgive him

He already knew the consequences

Pack his bag and goes his way

“Hit the road Jack

There is nothing much you could do”

Some women are forgiving

Believing the road to happiness

The stray guys let them have a chance

To foster marriage relationships

In it there is wealth and properties

Millions worth of it.........

So they close one eye

When marriage is sealed

There is no playing around

The days of those times over

Now the time to lay the foundation

Of a good marriage and life beyond

Gopeng heritage artifacts

On the right turn of the bus station

Drive right through

Number 28 next door to 3 + 1 outlet

The remembering of those times

When your grandparents lived by

Of tin mining and artifacts of bygone era

Pay a visit if you have nothing else to do

The Japanese occupation

The people of the times

The battles and hardships

The torturing incidents

The developments then and now

How times changing landscape

Of people remembering

Of events susurrus in the minds

The echo of the bygone era

The tin mining, artifacts and buildings

Watches, lamps, ancient coins, old records

Somewhere it will remind you of the past

As one approaches to the future

The past will be the benchmark of one progresses

In time and in life

Go pay a visit

Entrance is free

Close on Wednesday and Thursday

Internet will be the Blog House

Writing up articles rumours and titbits

About places about people about government

It never dies though bloggers may disappear

The alternative media

It will carry the messages

For the people who want to know

Pick up gossips facts and fictions

Running on the Internet

The Blog House

In the minds of the people

By the click of mouse

The world staring in the eyes

Bloggers may go

New ones take the road

Of the cyber news

Any where in the world

The Malay house

Alone in the quiet surrounding

It stays there as times pass by

The shadows glimpse on it

“Hey you! Time to see the world!”

The early rise

The morning rays spread wild fire

The golden beams penetrating through

The Malay house alone

The world can go

The Malay house staying put

On the outside of city

The savour the cool surrounding

Listening to the wind whirring

Life of abundance

People in entertainment

People speak many languages

Yet the fear grips the Malay house

“I rather stay put

Listening to the early birds chirping”

The daughters in the house

Believing protection and warm family ties

The fathers as the head of the families

Leading the way nurturing children

Yet cases of many

Fathers become the evil shadows

The daughters in the house

Trap into the fathers' lusts

The daughters enslave

Within the homes they think are safe

The evil minds work into their lives

The predators in the homes

Silence creep

Family ties saving face

The daughters of the house

Ravished losing their dignity

Of fathers who forget their roles

Sharing, protecting, nurturing

The children he brings into the world

Crossing borders

Many brave the walk

In the night under camouflage

Paying high stakes for liberty

More often hardships back home

Crossing borders

The green they believe

The wealth and freedom

Sailing across oceans

Many die on the way

Suffocation and beaten into rapes

Laying on the wilderness

Eyes lost souls disappear

The dreams die

Yet many will try

Crossing borders

For something better

Back home

Crossing borders

Drug mules thinking of life richness

The law switches on them

In bar serving a long life sentence

Many will keep trying

Talking about dreams and freedom

Wealth and chances to make it

So these people will come

In whatever means necessary

For the green fields beyond the fences

The passages of darkness

On the way of losers

They want to find a winner

To caress the throbbing minds

Here come the witches

The black and white of times

Living in our midst

They do a living

The losers will find

Travelling all corners

They want a winner

They want the easy way

They try as many as they can

The witches can do for a short while

The passages of darkness

Don't go there it never worth your times

A short term gain

A life time of tragedies

Going through the backdoors

It is what it will happen

The poor and landless

At the mercy of the rich

Looking down on them

“You have nothing to give”

The politicians champion

For their own interests game

When they are in the drivers' seats

“I have no time for you!”

The poor and landless

Leaving their fate

How to fight when they don't have the resources?

Only at the kindness of other groups

Sharing their plight and predicament

Leasehold or freehold

Is it the issue?

They want concern of their welfare

Let them have something to live with dignity

Don't let them be a punching bag

For others to serve self interests

The State should start a trust fund

Collecting funds from workers and companies

For a noble purpose to help the deserving

In the midst of any society

As you grow and mix around

You will meet all kinds of characters

Wooing your time and attention

Saying words influencing your mind

Study the traffic lights

It will help you as you get along

The people you find hoping to share your times

You will see and know the characters finally show

Red, yellow or green

It is there only the eyes should see

Lessons learned in life

Sometimes there are regrets

Yet life must go on

The past is just a tapestry of time

A footprint buried somewhere in the mind

Life has to move

It can't be in a state of limbo

Learned the lessons well

You get on with your life