Saturday, March 31, 2012

I cannot let hope die


I cannot let hope die

By May Kwek

Do you know those times?
When you try and always fail
When discouragement sets in
And you fear you never will?

Well I think I am a prey
To those dreary emotions
Because doing certain things
Is not in my disposition

But the longing never ceases
The feeling never leaves
There are times where I even
Wished I could fly away with the breeze

There are times I want to give up
And not even bother to try
But I find that I simply will not
Because I cannot let hope die

I will not let hope go
Though I improve but little every day
I will not let hope go
Because it is not the end I say

There’s still more for me to live
There’s still more for me to achieve
So I cannot let hope die away
No, I want it to stay

But I know it is hard
Harder than I can say
But I cannot simply stop
Because my nature is in my way

No, no, I will carry on
Though I fail I must be strong
I will always continue to try
Because I cannot let hope die

Copyright © 2012 by May Kwek 

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Let God

Let God

By May Kwek

Many times I have often been told
That in this dreary world we know
The most important thing is to use our minds
Or else life would not be kind

So blindly I have followed this rule
Whether at home or in school
Thinking about things day and night
Until they send me into a dreadful fright!

I could not find peace
I dared not trust
Cause when I did
Everything became a rush

People would shout out a billion things
You must do this and that and everything
How could I listen if they crowd my mind?
Among the noise what peace could I find?

And yet when I relied on my brain
Things became an awful shame
As it turned my thoughts against me
 And rebuked me for what I could but did not be

 So what could I do?
Trapped between the devil and the deep blue sea?
Either would spelt discontent
And on neither would I find peace

But I think I have found the secret
To give my mind a rest
And that is to not think too much
And let God do the rest

To throw aside the worries
And leave them at one side
And not wonder if I am doing
What I feel is right

I would never enjoy myself
If I am wondering if I am
And I would never make the journey
If I keep worrying about the end

So to live in the moment
However hard that might be
Is really what I feel
Would be the best option for me!

Copyright © 2012 by May Kwek 

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Back To School


Back To School

By May Kwek 

Ah alas! What a day
Today’s the end of the holidays
Then tomorrow it is back to school
To learn more education tools

Back to those bluish desks
And a some rather unpleasant tests
Back to school and its food
But I shouldn’t complain, it is quite good

Back, yes back, back to school
To sit in lectures feeling like a fool
And wonder if you are the only one
For whom following the teacher is a can’t

Yes, yes, tomorrow’s the day
To sent the holiday thoughts far away
And simply go back to school
To learn what I know to be true

Copyright © 2012 by May Kwek 

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

A conversation between a ‘patient’ and his doctor


A conversation between a ‘patient’ and his doctor

By May Kwek

Doctor, doctor I am hurt
I can’t feel it through my shirt

How came you to this hurt?
Where my good man does this hurt lurk?

Up here in my head
Oh please doctor give something for relief instead!

That I cannot possibly do
For there is nothing wrong with you

Doctor, doctor I am sick
I can feel to my leg

And where is it that you are sick?
So much so that it hurts your leg?

In here, in my tummy
It really feels awfully funny

Sorry my friend, but something’s fishy
There seems to be nothing wrong with your tummy

Fishy! Precisely! It is my nose
Doctor, I can’t smell a rose

My dear fellow there is nothing to smell
And perhaps that is just as well

Doctor, doctor I have something to ask
And I hope to it isn’t too hard a task

Ask away, what may it be?
What request do you have of me?

Oh doctor, doctor, grant me sick leave
So that I may leave you in peace

That I would jolly well do
So long as I see no more of you!

Copyright © 2012 by May Kwek

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Aching fingers on the guitar


Aching fingers on the guitar

By May Kwek

My guitar I have you to blame
For the pain which makes my fingers lame
I don’t mind pressing things with my leg
But with fingers they just ache

But I suppose it is also my own fault
For practising without much thought
As to what my fingers would say
If I kept them on strings all day

But alas what excuse could I give?
To my fingers as they groan
Even if I played well (which I don’t)
I think they would still moan

But to play well I must practise
And the pain is but the price
So I am sorry my little fingers
Maybe I should get you some ice

Copyright © 2012 by May Kwek 

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Remembering the Victims and Survivors of the 11/3/11 Japan earthquake and tsunami


Remembering the Victims and Survivors of the 11/3/11 Japan earthquake and tsunami

By May Kwek

How well we all remember that day
When the earth shook and changed it way
When the waves towered into the sky
And so many lost their lives

When the earth unleashed her rage
And took so many of any age
When tears can no longer express one’s grief
And any joy seems to leave

We hear your cry and feel your pain
For the many who were slain
For those who lost all that they had
We remember what pain you have

One year has passed since that dreadful day
But the pain is so deep that no word I can say
Can ever relieve the emptiness felt
And all I can do if offer condolence and help

But all the same, we remember
And in this case let the memories last forever
We will not forget. We are still here
And in our hearts and prayers we are near

Copyright © 2012 by May Kwek

Saturday, March 10, 2012

Today I was queer


Today I was queer

By May Kwek

Today they looked at me
And thought that I was queer
But I believe that there is nothing wrong with me
And hence I did not fear

Today they said that I was strange
And chastised me for being odd
I felt hurt but never mind
Their words are but empty talk

Today they laughed at me
Because I was so different
But I simply smiled because
I was put here for a different reason

Today they gathered around me
And tried to force me to change
But I told them I was me
And that there was nothing to change

Then today they finally saw
What I always knew
That I knew better who I was
Because to myself I was always true

Copyright © 2012 by May Kwek

Sunday, March 4, 2012

Day by day


Day by day

By May Kwek

I am learning to live day by day
To see what’s before me and not the next
For life is a very long way
And if I worry my soul it can’t take

And yet it is not as easy
As others make it to be
Everyday adds cares
That press down on me

When I look too far
I see nothing but stones
And when I look even farther
It feels so alone

But the future I can’t decide
It is not for me to write
Only God holds the pen
And I can only follow his hand

So it seems to me the best
Is to take things day by day
And set my worries to rest
So they won’t darken my way

To believe that all is fine
As long as he holds my hand
To know that the sun will shine
And he will be with me to the end

So let me trust in him
And take things day by day
Knowing worries can’t touch me
If he’s with me all the way

Copyright © 2012 by May Kwek

Saturday, March 3, 2012

Patience young one


Patience young one

By May Kwek

Once under the mighty trees
There once grew a little seed
It was a small, tiny thing
Of which no one would think

But yet it aspired to reach the skies
And tried to grow with all its might
But yet no matter how hard it tried
It found that it never gained much height

It grew frustrated and wilted and cried
‘Oh why?’ it cried ‘did it bother to try?’
It wanted to give up, to lie down and die
When it heard a voice from the sky

“Be patient, wait. You’re not there yet
Great things are not made with leaps but steps”
The little plant upset, only replied,
“But all around me have touched the sky”

To this the voice only said
“When they were struggling you were not there
Have a little faith
You will get there”

The little plant listened and decided to wait
And found that he grew very little everyday
But never the less he always grew
And believed that what the voice said was true

Finally after many years
Through hardships, pains and tears
The tree finally touched the sky
And found itself up on high

“I told you” the voice said
“Look what progress you have made
And now remember, never forget
Not leaps but little steps”

The now mighty tree smiled in reply
And felt the wind dance in the sky
It looked at the sun and rustled it leaves
Knowing that in patience it had found peace

Copyright © 2012 by May Kwek