My Teddy Bear

My Teddy Bear

You have filled these gloomy days of mine,
With tenderness and love,
You've taught me how to shine,
And how to conquer sorrow,

When I was in fear
I knew that there was no remedy
However, you gave me strength to hold on,
And reminded me of hope,

Every blemished night, has a shining day
Every darkened sky, has a lighting ray
These were your wise words
So cherished yet undeniable

I close my eyes every night
Wishing that you would turn real
But I know that you'll only exist
In my sweetest dreams

The Night Glory

The Night Glory

The silver gleam of stars,

The turquoise reflection on the sea,

As I stroll along the beach

Under a dark blue sky

The vibrant breeze,

Awakens my soul,

With its bewitching, enchanting song

Whistling out its addictive tune,

The peace and quiet of the night

Makes me feel calm and tranquil

It's a sacred, special time

Where people are put to settle

The glory of the night

Is wrapping around me

So graceful, with beauty

And sparkling clean

If only it could last forever,

And there was nothing waiting to sever,

But life must continue,

So I save my precious minutes of nighttime, while the sun rises fast.

Footprints of a Friend

Now I glance back,
And I take one last look
Tears of sadness and regret
Fall down on my cheeks

Deep down I'm hollow and twisted
Standing on my feet, alive but dead
Every day is a struggle,
And every breath is a fight for survival

I'm left alone in the past
Trapped inside my body
I want to cry,
And shout why?

Why did I have to leave?
Why did you have to go?
Is happiness a dream we can touch,
Or sometimes just can't see?

Sorrow

I know it's been a while since I last posted here.. But I've been sort'f lazy to update my blog. Anyway, I just finished writing a poem and so I thought that I'd share it *since I have no other subject to talk about*.

Sorrow

As I put myself to settle,
I remember my precious loss,
I try to sleep but there is sorrow,
I wake up to see myself grieving.

Sorrow is a feeling I wish was fake,
It makes me lose my mind,
And become hurtful
It is a feeling that makes everyone feel like life is unfair

I know that I'll feel sorrow tomorrow,
Just like I'm feeling now
I hold myself while I cry
Knowing that it won't be any good

I'll be sorrow the next day,
As thoughts haunt my head,
That one thought will exist for a while
Since there is no remedy for Sorrow

Copyright Miss Unique 2007

Who am I?

The deathlike silence surrounds me
As I remember my mislaid past
Tired and bored is how I feel
Sick and weary is how it seems

Sometimes I don't even know,
When I look in the mirror,
These eyes I don't even recognize,
Glare back at me.

So many thoughts, visions and images
Cogently running through my mind
Familiar faces, and empty places
Far from where I dwell

Nobody really knows the real me
Someday, somehow, someone who cares about me will find me.
If I let them do so.

Copyright Miss Unique 2007

A Study in Human Dignity

"Tis true my form is something odd,

But blaming me is blaming God;

Could I create myself anew

I would not fail in pleasing you.
"If I could reach from pole to pole

Or grasp the occan with a span,

I would be measured by the soul;

The mind's the standard of the man."

Human dignity is a person's pride that one can fight hard to keep high. Dignity is not a quality of being highly valued but it is the highest human value itself. It is the ability to behave in a calm, controlled way even in a difficult situation. Ashley Montague wrote a play that was based on a physically deformed person, his name is John Merrick. John Merrick was a beautiful and a unique person. Above all, he had human dignity like no other. However, since John Merrick was severely disfigured many people mistreated him in many ways such as public humiliation, being verbally and physically abused.

John Merrick was born in Leicester in the late nineteenth century. He was a man who was tragically deformed yet charming and intelligent. Merrick was clearly mistreated in many scenes of the play. For instance, he was displayed on a freak show by Ross because of his unique genetic disorder. There, he experienced the public humiliation and the horrified reactions from the public. Furthermore, Fredrick Treves showed Merrick publicly to the anatomy class. He also abused Merrick verbally by calling him animal names.

However, John Merrick responded beautifully to those who abused him. For example, he reacted calmly and respectfully when Miss Sandwich saw him and reacted in horror. Moreover, he did not runaway nor complain when people looked at him in a hideous and a dreadful way during the freak show. Merrick also responded calmly to the brutality of the police.

In my opinion, John Merrick should be treated as any normal human being would. People should learn to respect him as a human being and not as a spectacle. I personally felt pity for John Merrick at first, but then my feelings changed to admiration as the play went on. I believe that we should respect John Merrick, not cry for him. Though, I know that I cannot help crying.

In conclusion, nothing can compromise a person's dignity, not the money, not the fame. Seeing someone so beautiful, dignified, and unique like John Merrick made me realize that he was one of a kind. I certainly think that someone else like him physically or emotionally will never appear again. His life should be taken as an example to everyone.

Your Eyes

This poem is dedicated to a person I truly love and cherish... A person whom God gifted him with beautiful eyes..

Your Eyes

Your eyes are charming
They are exhilarating
Like diamond jewel of the night sky
And grains of dazzling glass in the sand,

Like the sweet scent of oriental lilies
Carrying charm and freshness
The heat of your eyes is irresistible
They are hotter than the rays of the sun

Your eyes shine with sparkling glitters
Mingling with the beauty of your soul
The essence of your eyes washes over me
Flooding me with sensation

Your eyes paint a perfect work of art
And when I see through your eyes
I could see the world
Where my heart fills with joy and I want to cry.

Miss Unique © 7th Feb 2007

In the memory of Steve Irwin

As you know, Steve Irwin aka The Crocodile Hunter was killed by a stingray barb last year.. I wrote a poem for him and I'd like to share it with whoever will read it later.




Farewell Steve Irwin

With sorrow, I depart
Every time I think about it, I fall apart
Nothing can un reveal those hidden impressions
Feelings are more than just sorrow

I'm sad, disheartened and depressed
Grief fills my soul
I have visited Australia Zoo
To see how far you've achieved

The most enthusiastic person you were
The most amazing crocodile hunter I've ever known
You were brave like no one else
You were one of a kind

I am caught in the middle
This feeling is just like a riddle
It is buried deep beneath a murky layer
So close, yet so far away

Nothing is left but the traces of what you left behind
You made hunting crocodiles look easy
When it wasn't even simple
You've helped many orphaned animals

When something went wrong
And it didn't seem right
"Crikey" you would say
Out of all animals, a stingray got you

Now, that you're gone
Everything appears different
You are a true legend
Farewell Steve Irwin.


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The Beauty of Earth

The glittery, sparkling ocean
When steeped on the golden sun
The vivid, mellow sky
Waiting for the arrival of the rain

I stood under the glossy tree
Staring at the beauty of the fragile leaves
Crimson roses are filling the place
Lingering in the magic of the afternoon

Copyright Miss Unique

My Reptile Obsession

It all started when I watched Animal Planet on the gym's TV couple of years back, I was amazed by the animal rescue centers that were available globally. I was also mesmerized by the beauty of the nature..

The next day, I told my parents about this channel and all I know is that I watched Animal Planet ever since that day..

Trust me, reader, watching Animal Planet for a whole day will not make you feel bored ;)