Today

Today,
I am lucky to be able to see the light of day
It is painless to utter "Come what may".

Today,
Even though my path is written
But I believe it can be rewritten.

Today,
Marks 8 years
8 years of undeniably being terrified to live life
8 years of thinking I might get bitten
8 years of excrutiatingly being meticulous with living life
8 years is how long ago my path was rewritten.

Today,
8 years ago on the same date
Brings back agonising memories
8 years ago on the same date
I was calming an old lady on the hospital bed (while indirectly calming myself)
8 years ago on the same date
I was shivering from the cold temperature set in the surgical room
8 years ago on the same date
I survived what was a nightmare and was a reality back then
8 years ago on the same date
I came out ALIVE and NOT PARALYSED.

Today,
I am blessed to be given the chance to compose this poem
This kills the neverending boredom
The experience fills up an Excel column
I am proud of what I have become.

To my Mum and Dad.
To Dr Hj Mutalib and the team of orthopedists from HUKM.
To the team of nurses who took care of me.
To Uncle Robert and Aunt Rosie who accompanied me while Mum went home to refresh and cook.
To my friends who visited me and wished me well.

Thank you, from the bottom of my heart.
My heart is filled with gratitude.

Sin Cera,
© Sher™ 09.10.2011

Stalker..? Maybe..

A hint of misplaced smile

Can bring a lot of meanings

But that does not mean

You're ain't a stalker to my eyes

Add me on any social networking site

But I am not anywhere ready to accept

Unless you can prove you're not a stalker

Then maybe, I might just consider.

Or maybe you're just not worth my time.

Ha!

Mumbles

When you realise you have so much time to waste,

You realised how much time you have wasted,

And all of the wasted time you can't get back,

You might also realise that you're off track.

When the thought of someone is still vivid,

You can't help but to live with it,

What do one do with such bittersweet memories?

Why not put them into everlasting melodies?

But what if you wish to forget,

all the things that you do not regret?

But sometimes, the things that you do not regret,

you do not wish to forget.