Words ( another poem penned by me )

People say words are merely words per say,
But are WORDS merely words?

Some words are as flowery as spring,
While others are as hot as the sun,
Some are as sharp as a sword,
And
Not forgetting those that are like the gun.

Some words are as warm as a summer’s day,
While some are as cold as a winter’s night,
Some words are just so mum ,
And
Some are like a drum.

As words come in many forms and shapes,
How can we say-
Words are just words per say?

By Viloshena Ravandran..

Simply being me,,,

Nasi lemak for breakfast,
Yee Mee for lunch,
Thosai for dinner,
And
What’s for supper?
I wonder….

Am I Malay?
No, I am not.
Am I Chinese?
No, I am not.
Am I Indian?
No, I am not.
Then who am I ?
You may wonder…

I am simply-
Human
And
Proud to be a
MALAYSIAN!!

Written by ,
Viloshena Ravandran

One Malaysia ( in the spirit of a true Malaysian)

When we eat chicken
They eat porridge
When we go by car
They walk
When we use Nike
They use no shoes
When we read Enid Blyton
They read no books
When we learn ABC
They learn about the wild
When we go to Jusco
They hardly see a grocery shop
When we read the newspapers
They hardly see any papers
When we talk about other countries
They hardly know about their own state
When we go for a holiday
They hardly know what’s a holiday
When we go overseas
They hardly even go the nearest town
When we go on a plane
They hardly go on a car
We live in luxury
They live in ignorance
We live in corruption
They live in innocence
Thus,
How do we expect them to answer our exam papers
When they hardly do half the things that we do.

Do we worry about this segregation?
Between the rich and the poor
The rural and the urban
The have and the have not’s
All we worry about is one thing
Our skin colour
What a shame!

By Viloshena Ravandran

Teachers...

At the dawn of each great world leader
There is a teacher
And
At the dawn of each terrorist
There is also a teacher
We should cherish our success
And learn from our failure.
Remember we are producing the tomorrow
The tomorrow is in our hands…
We may wither and die..
But what we teach will leave on.
Happy teachers day …

written by
Me..
Viloshena Ravandran

A tribute to all Mother's

A person makes the world seem like heaven
A person who lets us dream of the impossible although we cant achieve it
A person who tells us that we look like Ms. World although we know for a fact we don’t
A person who solves our problems
A person who helps us although its beyond her
A person whose smile will bring our world down
And
A person who shatters our world once she ‘s gone
She is none other than our…
MOTHER-
Without her our world will be like
Tea without the tea bag
Coffee without the coffee bean
Chocolates without cocoa
Sweets without sugar
A meal without food
In short
It will be like
Earth without water…

By Viloshena Ravandran