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by Shireen, Malaysia Nov 26, 2004
  Poetry

  

This is life,
A boundary of living,
A platform for love,
Floods of uncertainty
Fortified by hope,

This is the road we traverse,
No map to follow,
No road signs for the journey,
Only faith in each step into the unknown
And love leads the way

When the journey is so short,
And time is never enough,
Not enough time for all the love
And all ties a heart can hold,

How do we manage to fight?
How can we find it in us to hate?
Why the bickering
Stop the fighting

Not enough time for kindness,
Make space to save,
So much to do,
So many to love,

Fight for the future, our future,
March for peace, march forward,
Sing for mankind, sing in harmony,
Plead for a change...

Dance with a stranger, in the rain,
Hold life in your arms
Pray to the One Supreme Being,
There is still much good in this world,

Imagine,
Daydream,
Dreams are waiting to be realized,
This is not wishful thinking,

It was and it is
As it should be,
The essence of living...





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Shireen


Being an Indian living in Malaysia, I am proud of the culture that envelops me. There is so much in me that reflects a different art of living and the fundamentals of just being caught up in moments.
I am grateful to God, to the universe, to my parents, grandparents and family for preserving the traditions in me. With a world racing to be modern and sophisticated, simplicity and culture is a fading treasure, eroding with the birth of new-found philosophy.
I do not believe I am any of the better writers. There are so many more talented people around me that I admire and I aspire to learn a lesson or two. I write, simply, so that the universe that inspires me will be better appreciated. I write so that the unique culture, values and rich tradition that I have inherited will at its very least be known to you.
We are all here for fleeting moments and there is so much to be done in such a short time. Too much to see, too many people to love.
I thank you for flipping through this page and taking the time to look at my poem. If it touched you in anyway, I am grateful in more ways than you can imagine.... Thank you everyone and I wish you well.
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