Sunday, December 22, 2013

Why Christmas

Hey everyone, I am back! A'levels are over and I can write again. So here's a Christmas poem for you all. Merry Christmas everyone! And a Happy New Year!

Why Christmas

By May Kwek

You and I weren’t there
On that first Christmas night
We heard no song, no baby’s cry
Didn’t even see the star’s light

Yet we celebrate Christmas
So many years later
About two thousand years
If I correctly remember

Why? We may well ask
It was so long ago
Why celebrate something
And celebrate so much so?

The youngest of us would say
And Santa Claus and Rudolph
In their merry sled

The more elder of us would reply
To meet again with our loved ones
To chat beyond more than “Hi”

I can almost hear
My more mischievous friends saying
Then secretly shaking their heads saying it’s fattening

But why? Truly why?
Christmas was always so much more
Presents, food and family
That can’t be all

I think it is the same reason
The angels sang that night
And three kings came visiting
Following the star light

It was because unseen by most
Asleep in the hay
God made into man
Our saviour lay

Merry Christmas Everyone!

Copyright © 2013 by May Kwek

Thursday, May 2, 2013

I'm not writing for a while

I'm not writing for a while

By May Kwek

I haven’t been able
To write poems for a while
But happily for now this ability
Has returned as you see now

You see my major exams are approaching
Like death knells they beat ever near
Stress, tiredness and even boredom courses through me
And at the centre is, I am afraid, fear

So I am sorry everyone
But I haven’t the time to write
Even when I do the stress
Blocks out my muse’s light

But I shall continue again
When all this is over and done
Assuming that I am alive, above ground
And still smiling at the sun

So I am afraid that you must be patient
And give me the time to learn my lessons
Before I return with renewed vigour
To write words forever and ever!

Wish me luck everyone! And see you again come December!

Copyright © 2013 by May Kwek

'A' levels

‘A’ levels

By May Kwek 

How should I describe
This awful, terrible beast?
It is like a shadow ever lurking
Unwilling to cease

The brightest sun can’t clear its darkness
And at night it even glows bright
A haunting glow
That gives me nightmares at night

Forever there is this anxiety
And the school, bah they don’t help!
No they hound me with “you must work harder”
I almost want to say ‘go to hell’

Yet even in hell I am sure there is no escape
The stress follows wherever I go
Why must so much depend on one test?
I really wish to know

My future, my life
So much is at stake
Two years for something so important
What joke are they trying to make?

And the fear! The fear!
In the core of our hearts
Chasing us to work harder
Till we fall apart!

Enough! Enough!
Oh God for a rest!
From the endless demands
The exams and the tests

But since we can’t I’m afraid
We must carry on
I can’t wait till this is over
And the pressure is all gone!

Copyright © 2013 by May Kwek

Saturday, February 9, 2013

Remember how they lived

Remember how they lived

By May Kwek

It is hard to see someone go
Someone you love very much
Their laugh their smile
Their gentle touch

The memories hurt
But these we keep
Although these thoughts
Make us weep

For death is but a moment
Life is forever
So hold the memories close
Like a precious treasure

Remember how they lived
Not how they died
Remember every courage
 Remember every brave fight

For the life is what they lived
The death was but a door
Which they entered
So we could see them no more

But they are with us still
In the memories of our hearts
A bond still alive
Which nothing can tear apart

So yes they are gone
But yet still alive
So remember how they lived
And not that they died

Copyright © 2013 by May Kwek

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Why don’t you buy another one?

Why don’t you buy another one?

By May Kwek

I went to the bookshop one day
Because I needed a notebook anyway
So I picked one that I want
And after paying I would be done

But the lady shop keeper began to speak
Like a wise old lady with a lesson to teach
“We don’t get this often,” she slowly said
“Why don’t you buy two instead?”

I only needed one so I declined
And put the incident from my mind
Until I needed a notebook again
And the whole scenario began again

“This is an oddly shaped book,” she said
“And isn’t often found”
“Since you are already buying,
Why not buy two this time round?”

Again I said no and went on my way
Puzzling about it for the rest of the day
But then other things soon filled my mind
And I decided to think about it another time

Then today I needed another book
And so bought a bright pretty blue one
I waited and sure enough she said,
“This colour isn’t common. Why don’t you buy another one?”

No thank you, I think my notebook buying spree is done

Copyright © 2013 by May Kwek

Sunday, January 6, 2013

The raindrop’s quick adventure

The raindrop’s quick adventure

By May Kwek

Gentle rains fall on the window
Drumming like the footsteps of little children
Many many little children
Each too small to see or touch

They are the rain’s children
The little raindrops
And every storm they fall to the earth
From the heavens they drop

Some hit my window
And smile before running away
Some fall on the plants
And gently roll away

From there they hide in the dirt
And seek out the roots hidden there
Then they knock three times to enter
The plant’s secret lair

It is a labyrinth inside
Full of tunnels and tubes
The raindrops explore till oops!
They go up the water tube

At marvellously quick speeds they travel up to the leaves
And find it full of holes like a sieve
The sun draws them out from there
And they fly up to the air

Where they will form clouds and wait
Till the rain storms gather again
Then they will fall once more
Anxious to see more than they did before

Copyright © 2013 by May Kwek